Chords for SPM- Lobo Wanna Raise

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[C] I'm picking my voice a little bit.
[Eb] _ _
Just a little [C] bit, man.
Just a little bit, man.
Yeah, just a little bit.
Just a little [Gm] bit. _
Yeah.
[C] _ Flippin', XO trippin'. Oh, shit.
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Flippin', XO trippin'.
Got the [Cm] new kicks from the boy Scottie [Eb] Pippin'.
Still [C] brain livin', skin off the chicken.
You hoes already know what [Gm] I'm sippin'.
Still a [C] blue dipper, still a straight killer.
Still a blue dipper, still a straight killer.
I'm [Cm] unloading on the [Eb] 18-wheeler.
Nobody [C] better.
Never, ever, ever.
Glass on my lap like the girl [Gm] Cinderella.
[D]
Hand on [C] my redder.
Surf on the netter.
Looking for a shredder in the [Eb] polo sweater.
Beef [C] gets settled straight from the ghetto.
Say you're coming back home, boy, I keep [Gm] this pedal.
[D]
Here in [C] Texas, not many mesquites.
Except the one that got the two 600 [Eb] engines.
Don't [C] ask questions.
Don't give answers.
Sitting at the bar because I'm not a [Gm] good dancer.
[D]
It's the [C] day after.
Pray for me, pastor.
Mix a little purple with the strawberry [Eb] shaster.
Or the [C] cream soda.
Roll it in the Cobra. _
Motherfuckin' thug on the 5th of [Gm] October.
Serving [C] that coca.
It's to be the loca.
Catch you at the club.
I'm a [G] slapper, then choker.
[Eb]
Still a bombaholic.
Bought it and I shot it.
Call it what you call it.
Old [G] brown bags and Sonic [Eb] name.
I'm _ [C] abracadabra.
Struggling not a straggler.
Bubbling not a babbler.
[G] Hustling not a hassler.
[Eb]
Never [C] been a bachelor.
All I do is hustle. _ _ _ _
I'm a _ slug. _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm a slug.
I'm a slug.
_ _ _ [Eb] I'm a slug. _
_ [C] _ I'm a slug. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [D] _
_ [C] _ I'm a slug.
I'm _ _ _ _ [Eb] a slug.
I'm _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ a [Gm] slug.
[D]
I'm [C] a slug.
I'm a slug.
I'm a slug.
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ I'm _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [D] _
_ [C] _ _ [F] a _ _ _
_ [C] slug.
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm a [Gm] slug.
[Eb]
The [Cm] one of us.
Live in the brush.
Just put diamonds on my baby's [Eb] hair brush.
I fuck [C] with the plus and not the minus. _
And I [Cm] might just let my black [G] nine bust.
[D] And it goes [Cm] like.
_ Y'all ain't ready for this.
[C] Y'all ain't ready [Eb] for this. _
_ [Cm] _ _ Y'all ain't ready for this.
[C] Come on.
You're not ready for [Gm] this.
[D] I tighten [C] up my laces on my brand new Stacies.
Hug and kiss my babies, then go all [Eb] of my crazies.
Trying to [C] make it through another [F] day.
all easy, _ [C] motherfuckers hate cuz I'm on top [Gm] like Zizi, [D]
young [C] niggas think we out here
[F] playing fucking [G] games, to one nigga's looking at the other [Eb] nigga's brains, laughing [C] at
the _ words that I riddled, now we stiff in a coffin rock hard and [Gm] dick [C] shriveled,
hopping along in my 54 [Bb] bomb, yes I [C] hate pigs like them [G] boys of Islam,
[Eb]
going [C] in the wind, I'd long to the end, no more talking my Glock in the [G] palm of my hand, _
Alize hit the mandalay, [C] got a car they shot too, the rest [G] ran away, that's [Eb] how the shit [C] get done
in the deep south, I'm in Vegas watching Vulgas knock a [G] bitch out, [D] ice glisten [C] politician,
all the down and dirty, peace to all my fucking rasta up in [Eb] Albuquerque, sign a bonus [C] with a
uni, now my house is roomy, niggas wanna do me but you bitches nothing [Gm] to me, understand my
[C] killers love making haters bloody, acting buddy buddy, so often in silly [Eb] putty, hanging by a
[C] broken gun I'm like you do a goat, and on his neck write this on a fucking [Gm] note, [D] bitch isn't [C] in the
wind what [G] began has begun, blast my [C] heat once, sweep him [G] up and be done, [Ebm] I'm one in [C] a catrillion,
_ [G] motherfucking million, [Bb]
laying [C] in my bed getting hit from [G] a Brazilian, mama [Cm] still bitching,
gangsters still listening, I'm blowing weed with them boys from new [Eb] edition, man [Cm] I'm balling,
never ever falling, skip to my little mind [C] motherfucking darling and it goes like,
_ y'all ain't ready [Eb] for this, [C] _ y'all ain't ready [Gm] for this, [Eb] _
_ [Cm] _ y'all ain't [C] ready for this, _ y'all ain't
ready for this, _ [Eb]
fuck [Cm] it you see him see [Gm] him, go ahead tell him tell him, [C] only music is my [G] loop and
I sell him [Eb] sell him, [C] or I sling him sling him, it don't [Bb] matter what you call it, my shit so hot up
[G] in the hood you [Eb] better record it, [C] now some of y'all niggas think my heart is so warm, cold [G] motherfucker
you the [Ebm] one known [C] motherfucker, have your whole crew drucker, it happens when I pull out [G] my
[Eb] 9mm block and [C] there's a watcher, we can't move cause my blood gets hotter, chunk that bullet
out [Eb] my gun and stopper, [C] remember when I used to be your mic breaker, with the grace of Yahweh I [Gm] come
to be your [D] mic checker, [C] now we better, now that I'm making my gender, my belly stay full [Eb] and my throat
is never wetter, [C] hey Rebecca, meet me at the backstage later, cause when I go there with this
[Gm] we gon' go down [Eb] to Jamaica, [C] _ _ _ that's what I'm talking about, _ _ _ [Ab] see you later, [Eb] _
_ [C] _ _ _ y'all ain't ready for this _ _ _ _ _ _ _