South Park Mexican - Illegal Amigos Chords
Tempo:
80.1 bpm
Chords used:
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Ebm
Eb
Gb
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ebm]
[Gb]
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[Ebm] I'll be on stage when you kill that punk for [Bbm] me.
Drink some low 40, fuck my little [Db] shorty.
Pick out your ride, [Gb] luxurious is 40.
[Eb] Money is no object for this killer project.
I'll buy you a low low, [Ebm] that bounce like a high [Db] check.
You always [Ebm] have my back, my number one gold [Db] dialogue.
Watch the time fly [Gb] on this diamond lace mobile [Ebm] though.
Me, I'm rolling in the two-tone Corvette.
My third wife ain't even born [Db] yet.
I'm dope house records, bang out of Texas.
Real niggas eating MC's for [Ebm] breakfast, relentless.
When they had me to steal, get your family killed.
Like Amityville, [Db] they [Gb] eatin' in my P&G, poison from a flow [Bbm] pipe.
I pimp two bitches, everyday was so [Bb] white.
[Ebm]
[Db] [Eb] [Db] Monkey goes from LB6 [Ebm] slows.
[Db] [Eb] [Db] Illegal amigos, snacking on C [Eb]-loads.
Get crowned on my [Ebm] motherfucking face.
Is this a place?
See it in my pocket, chin up in a big face.
Dial up [Db] hitters, see me rolling in these streets with these motherfucking killers.
Get on my [Gb] lap, make a left, on hitter.
[Ebm] Get a shot up and tap your S.P. and pass me the gas.
So I can show these motherfuckers where my heart is at.
[Db] Catch me in the back of that Benzino.
Counting all my Cinos, make a JP.
[Db] Where the fuck we gon' go?
[Eb] Blowing all this smoke, straight blowing out the window.
I thought you knew we blowin' two streets of windows.
No turning [Db] back bro, continue on my hustle though.
I ain't coming up short, must maintain.
Ain't that right ho-ho?
[Bb] You see me at [Gb] the show, chillin' with them blood [Bb] masters.
Pussing off that green [Ebm] dragon sticky, with that V.S. [Bbm].O.P. Who died? You couldn't even see me. Talking bout, ain't that Zooey from that TV. [Ebm] No can- Illegal. [Eb] My [Db] people's doing it now, my [Ebm] people's- No can- With the [Bbm] people, illegal. [Eb] [Db] Illegal, my people say it can't, my [Ebm] people. Illegal to me too, yeah. They be my people, we connected like dots. Exchange your Cinos for [Db] kilos. That's why making me a, hero. Try to make a hundred thousand dollars and we started from [Bb] zero. Now [Ebm] we got connections from Chicago to L.A. and play. Then West, we even got Matico. [Db] Matico from the house of flowers and their kids, the keys. And I still keep my eyes on my- K-Sam, [Bb] we big [Ebm] ballin'. That's what I'm telling my people. Affiliated, like we neck dots. Illegal, [Db] illegal, blood masters. Keys, I'm all Mexican. Round tribe, Kido and my boy K [Bb]-Sam. Outlaw, Hooger, the home and the Essex. [Bbm] Chuy Lobo, Malcon, and last Nick Schiff. Illegal amigos, Mexican connection. Everything from geeks to pounds to automatic [Bb] flippin'. Big [Ebm] ballin'. No can- With the people, illegal. [Db] Illegal, my people, we're [Ebm] LBs and kilos. No can- With the [Db] people, illegal. [Eb] [Db] Illegal, my people, stackin' them [Eb] Cinos. As the sun goes down, we begin to post up. I done put my coat [Ebm] up and my dope is no [Db] grunt. Don't fight the feeling, eventually you're dead pen. S-P-M, rock the world that [Ebm] you're livin'. Street race for combat, [Db] Hollin' where they bomb at. Fuck hoes and [Eb] all that, bitches is a [Db] drawback. I go all out, walk down the wrong route. Go south, know what I'm [Bb] talkin' bout. [Ebm] Y'all doubt my potential, my credentials. I catch y'all niggas up like [Gb] pretzels. Man, damn, soy, got los [Bbm] boy. ADD's a [Gb] must, stayin' self [Eb]-employed. [Ebm] Killin' them softly, raisin' a mark on me. They askin' me if I'm the best, I tell them [Bbm] probably. Fellas is jealous on my dick like [Db] relish. I promise I'ma shoot a bitch ass where [Ebm] hell is. No can- With the [Db] people, [Eb] illegal. [Db] Illegal, amigos, but they're not my [Ebm] privos. With the [Db] people, illegal. [Eb] [Db] Illegal, amigos, stayin' in my capito. [Gb] [Ebm]
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[Gb]
[Ebm]
[Bbm] [Gb]
[Ebm] I'll be on stage when you kill that punk for [Bbm] me.
Drink some low 40, fuck my little [Db] shorty.
Pick out your ride, [Gb] luxurious is 40.
[Eb] Money is no object for this killer project.
I'll buy you a low low, [Ebm] that bounce like a high [Db] check.
You always [Ebm] have my back, my number one gold [Db] dialogue.
Watch the time fly [Gb] on this diamond lace mobile [Ebm] though.
Me, I'm rolling in the two-tone Corvette.
My third wife ain't even born [Db] yet.
I'm dope house records, bang out of Texas.
Real niggas eating MC's for [Ebm] breakfast, relentless.
When they had me to steal, get your family killed.
Like Amityville, [Db] they [Gb] eatin' in my P&G, poison from a flow [Bbm] pipe.
I pimp two bitches, everyday was so [Bb] white.
[Ebm]
[Db] [Eb] [Db] Monkey goes from LB6 [Ebm] slows.
[Db] [Eb] [Db] Illegal amigos, snacking on C [Eb]-loads.
Get crowned on my [Ebm] motherfucking face.
Is this a place?
See it in my pocket, chin up in a big face.
Dial up [Db] hitters, see me rolling in these streets with these motherfucking killers.
Get on my [Gb] lap, make a left, on hitter.
[Ebm] Get a shot up and tap your S.P. and pass me the gas.
So I can show these motherfuckers where my heart is at.
[Db] Catch me in the back of that Benzino.
Counting all my Cinos, make a JP.
[Db] Where the fuck we gon' go?
[Eb] Blowing all this smoke, straight blowing out the window.
I thought you knew we blowin' two streets of windows.
No turning [Db] back bro, continue on my hustle though.
I ain't coming up short, must maintain.
Ain't that right ho-ho?
[Bb] You see me at [Gb] the show, chillin' with them blood [Bb] masters.
Pussing off that green [Ebm] dragon sticky, with that V.S. [Bbm].O.P. Who died? You couldn't even see me. Talking bout, ain't that Zooey from that TV. [Ebm] No can- Illegal. [Eb] My [Db] people's doing it now, my [Ebm] people's- No can- With the [Bbm] people, illegal. [Eb] [Db] Illegal, my people say it can't, my [Ebm] people. Illegal to me too, yeah. They be my people, we connected like dots. Exchange your Cinos for [Db] kilos. That's why making me a, hero. Try to make a hundred thousand dollars and we started from [Bb] zero. Now [Ebm] we got connections from Chicago to L.A. and play. Then West, we even got Matico. [Db] Matico from the house of flowers and their kids, the keys. And I still keep my eyes on my- K-Sam, [Bb] we big [Ebm] ballin'. That's what I'm telling my people. Affiliated, like we neck dots. Illegal, [Db] illegal, blood masters. Keys, I'm all Mexican. Round tribe, Kido and my boy K [Bb]-Sam. Outlaw, Hooger, the home and the Essex. [Bbm] Chuy Lobo, Malcon, and last Nick Schiff. Illegal amigos, Mexican connection. Everything from geeks to pounds to automatic [Bb] flippin'. Big [Ebm] ballin'. No can- With the people, illegal. [Db] Illegal, my people, we're [Ebm] LBs and kilos. No can- With the [Db] people, illegal. [Eb] [Db] Illegal, my people, stackin' them [Eb] Cinos. As the sun goes down, we begin to post up. I done put my coat [Ebm] up and my dope is no [Db] grunt. Don't fight the feeling, eventually you're dead pen. S-P-M, rock the world that [Ebm] you're livin'. Street race for combat, [Db] Hollin' where they bomb at. Fuck hoes and [Eb] all that, bitches is a [Db] drawback. I go all out, walk down the wrong route. Go south, know what I'm [Bb] talkin' bout. [Ebm] Y'all doubt my potential, my credentials. I catch y'all niggas up like [Gb] pretzels. Man, damn, soy, got los [Bbm] boy. ADD's a [Gb] must, stayin' self [Eb]-employed. [Ebm] Killin' them softly, raisin' a mark on me. They askin' me if I'm the best, I tell them [Bbm] probably. Fellas is jealous on my dick like [Db] relish. I promise I'ma shoot a bitch ass where [Ebm] hell is. No can- With the [Db] people, [Eb] illegal. [Db] Illegal, amigos, but they're not my [Ebm] privos. With the [Db] people, illegal. [Eb] [Db] Illegal, amigos, stayin' in my capito. [Gb] [Ebm]
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[Ebm] _ _ _ I'll be on stage when you kill that punk for [Bbm] me.
Drink some low 40, fuck my little [Db] shorty.
Pick out your ride, [Gb] luxurious is 40.
[Eb] Money is no object for this killer project.
I'll buy you a low low, [Ebm] that bounce like a high [Db] check.
You always [Ebm] have my back, my number one gold [Db] dialogue.
Watch the time fly [Gb] on this diamond lace mobile [Ebm] though.
Me, I'm rolling in the two-tone Corvette.
My third wife ain't even born [Db] yet.
I'm dope house records, bang out of Texas.
Real niggas eating MC's for [Ebm] breakfast, relentless.
When they had me to steal, get your family killed.
Like Amityville, [Db] they [Gb] eatin' in my P&G, poison from a flow [Bbm] pipe.
I pimp two bitches, everyday was so [Bb] white.
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Db] Monkey goes from LB6 [Ebm] slows. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Db] Illegal amigos, snacking on C [Eb]-loads.
Get crowned on my [Ebm] motherfucking face.
Is this a place?
See it in my pocket, chin up in a big face.
Dial up [Db] hitters, see me rolling in these streets with these motherfucking killers.
Get on my [Gb] lap, make a left, on hitter.
[Ebm] Get a shot up and tap your S.P. and pass me the gas.
So I can show these motherfuckers where my heart is at.
[Db] Catch me in the back of that Benzino.
Counting all my Cinos, make a JP.
[Db] Where the fuck we gon' go?
[Eb] Blowing all this smoke, straight blowing out the window.
I thought you knew we blowin' two streets of windows.
No turning [Db] back bro, continue on my hustle though.
I ain't coming up short, must maintain.
Ain't that right ho-ho?
[Bb] You see me at [Gb] the show, chillin' with them blood [Bb] masters.
Pussing off that green [Ebm] dragon sticky, with that V.S. [Bbm].O.P. Who died? You couldn't even see me. Talking bout, ain't that Zooey from that TV. [Ebm] No can- _ _ _ _ _ Illegal. [Eb] My _ [Db] _ people's doing it now, my [Ebm] people's- No can- _ _ With the [Bbm] people, illegal. [Eb] _ _ [Db] Illegal, my people say it can't, my [Ebm] people. Illegal to me too, yeah. They be my people, we connected like dots. Exchange your Cinos for [Db] kilos. That's why making me a, hero. Try to make a hundred thousand dollars and we started from [Bb] zero. Now [Ebm] we got connections from Chicago to L.A. and play. Then West, we even got Matico. [Db] Matico from the house of flowers and their kids, the keys. And I still keep my eyes on my- K-Sam, [Bb] we big [Ebm] ballin'. That's what I'm telling my people. Affiliated, like we neck dots. Illegal, [Db] illegal, blood masters. Keys, I'm all Mexican. Round tribe, Kido and my boy K [Bb]-Sam. Outlaw, Hooger, the home and the Essex. [Bbm] Chuy Lobo, Malcon, and last Nick Schiff. Illegal amigos, Mexican connection. Everything from geeks to pounds to automatic [Bb] flippin'. Big [Ebm] ballin'. No can- With _ the people, illegal. _ [Db] _ Illegal, my people, we're [Ebm] LBs and kilos. No can- _ _ With the [Db] people, illegal. [Eb] _ _ [Db] Illegal, my people, stackin' them [Eb] Cinos. As the sun goes down, we begin to post up. I done put my coat [Ebm] up and my dope is no [Db] grunt. Don't fight the feeling, eventually you're dead pen. S-P-M, rock the world that [Ebm] you're livin'. Street race for combat, [Db] Hollin' where they bomb at. Fuck hoes and [Eb] all that, bitches is a [Db] drawback. I go all out, walk down the wrong route. Go south, know what I'm [Bb] talkin' bout. [Ebm] Y'all doubt my potential, my credentials. I catch y'all niggas up like [Gb] pretzels. Man, damn, soy, got los [Bbm] boy. ADD's a [Gb] must, stayin' self [Eb]-employed. [Ebm] Killin' them softly, raisin' a mark on me. They askin' me if I'm the best, I tell them [Bbm] probably. Fellas is jealous on my dick like [Db] relish. I promise I'ma shoot a bitch ass where [Ebm] hell is. No can- _ _ With the [Db] people, [Eb] illegal. _ _ [Db] Illegal, amigos, but they're not my [Ebm] privos. With _ _ the _ [Db] people, illegal. [Eb] _ _ [Db] Illegal, amigos, stayin' in my capito. [Gb] _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Ebm] _ _ _ I'll be on stage when you kill that punk for [Bbm] me.
Drink some low 40, fuck my little [Db] shorty.
Pick out your ride, [Gb] luxurious is 40.
[Eb] Money is no object for this killer project.
I'll buy you a low low, [Ebm] that bounce like a high [Db] check.
You always [Ebm] have my back, my number one gold [Db] dialogue.
Watch the time fly [Gb] on this diamond lace mobile [Ebm] though.
Me, I'm rolling in the two-tone Corvette.
My third wife ain't even born [Db] yet.
I'm dope house records, bang out of Texas.
Real niggas eating MC's for [Ebm] breakfast, relentless.
When they had me to steal, get your family killed.
Like Amityville, [Db] they [Gb] eatin' in my P&G, poison from a flow [Bbm] pipe.
I pimp two bitches, everyday was so [Bb] white.
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Db] Monkey goes from LB6 [Ebm] slows. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Db] Illegal amigos, snacking on C [Eb]-loads.
Get crowned on my [Ebm] motherfucking face.
Is this a place?
See it in my pocket, chin up in a big face.
Dial up [Db] hitters, see me rolling in these streets with these motherfucking killers.
Get on my [Gb] lap, make a left, on hitter.
[Ebm] Get a shot up and tap your S.P. and pass me the gas.
So I can show these motherfuckers where my heart is at.
[Db] Catch me in the back of that Benzino.
Counting all my Cinos, make a JP.
[Db] Where the fuck we gon' go?
[Eb] Blowing all this smoke, straight blowing out the window.
I thought you knew we blowin' two streets of windows.
No turning [Db] back bro, continue on my hustle though.
I ain't coming up short, must maintain.
Ain't that right ho-ho?
[Bb] You see me at [Gb] the show, chillin' with them blood [Bb] masters.
Pussing off that green [Ebm] dragon sticky, with that V.S. [Bbm].O.P. Who died? You couldn't even see me. Talking bout, ain't that Zooey from that TV. [Ebm] No can- _ _ _ _ _ Illegal. [Eb] My _ [Db] _ people's doing it now, my [Ebm] people's- No can- _ _ With the [Bbm] people, illegal. [Eb] _ _ [Db] Illegal, my people say it can't, my [Ebm] people. Illegal to me too, yeah. They be my people, we connected like dots. Exchange your Cinos for [Db] kilos. That's why making me a, hero. Try to make a hundred thousand dollars and we started from [Bb] zero. Now [Ebm] we got connections from Chicago to L.A. and play. Then West, we even got Matico. [Db] Matico from the house of flowers and their kids, the keys. And I still keep my eyes on my- K-Sam, [Bb] we big [Ebm] ballin'. That's what I'm telling my people. Affiliated, like we neck dots. Illegal, [Db] illegal, blood masters. Keys, I'm all Mexican. Round tribe, Kido and my boy K [Bb]-Sam. Outlaw, Hooger, the home and the Essex. [Bbm] Chuy Lobo, Malcon, and last Nick Schiff. Illegal amigos, Mexican connection. Everything from geeks to pounds to automatic [Bb] flippin'. Big [Ebm] ballin'. No can- With _ the people, illegal. _ [Db] _ Illegal, my people, we're [Ebm] LBs and kilos. No can- _ _ With the [Db] people, illegal. [Eb] _ _ [Db] Illegal, my people, stackin' them [Eb] Cinos. As the sun goes down, we begin to post up. I done put my coat [Ebm] up and my dope is no [Db] grunt. Don't fight the feeling, eventually you're dead pen. S-P-M, rock the world that [Ebm] you're livin'. Street race for combat, [Db] Hollin' where they bomb at. Fuck hoes and [Eb] all that, bitches is a [Db] drawback. I go all out, walk down the wrong route. Go south, know what I'm [Bb] talkin' bout. [Ebm] Y'all doubt my potential, my credentials. I catch y'all niggas up like [Gb] pretzels. Man, damn, soy, got los [Bbm] boy. ADD's a [Gb] must, stayin' self [Eb]-employed. [Ebm] Killin' them softly, raisin' a mark on me. They askin' me if I'm the best, I tell them [Bbm] probably. Fellas is jealous on my dick like [Db] relish. I promise I'ma shoot a bitch ass where [Ebm] hell is. No can- _ _ With the [Db] people, [Eb] illegal. _ _ [Db] Illegal, amigos, but they're not my [Ebm] privos. With _ _ the _ [Db] people, illegal. [Eb] _ _ [Db] Illegal, amigos, stayin' in my capito. [Gb] _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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