Chords for SugarHill Ddot x Notti Osama x DD Osama - Too Tact (shot by KLO VIzionz) (Prod by Jefe Productions)
Tempo:
77.15 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
E
D
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] Damn, Hefe
[E] [F#]
Yo, he's got shot in his [C#] neck, fuck that, JP got [F#] sacked
New Zealand, Pimpin and Robbin, we see a oppa go aim for his nobby
Two tacked, three two and drop it, beam his back
Gang gang, it's a war, J-Muffin get beat up with knockers
Bandit got shot, he got sent to the doctor, like
Who the [E] fuck is a Flocker, gang in his file, we [F#] get to
Who guns down, who the fuck is a trendy
We see a oppa, shots his belly, cop
And we sippin' the Henny, get in the spot, we get to
Ay bitch, we sippin' the opps and five shot
We hit the corner, then do it [D] again
Ain't no that we fuck with the fuck show
We see a opps, and shots his [F#] muffin
Bitch, ain't no we smokin' on
Smokin' on Lottie, dumb lil nigga, I sent him
I'm a chicken, I'm out, I'm a chicken, yo
Now he gon' keep goin' up, that's dope
[C#] I pull a move, look he shoot a remote
Pull a move, look he shoot a [F#] remote
Gossip with Dipsav, all I see is rhyme
Look at the Flocker put him by the band
Look at the Flocker put him by the band, gang gang gang
Ah, nigga, y'all know who the fuck
I do this to the O's, and you know he gon' die by the post
Smokin' on Lottie, that boy gon' be dead
Now I'm fuckin' with you with the Henny
If I catch me a two-horse lady
Smokin' on Guttie, [G#] he rest in the post, [F#m] like
Now I put that smoke on a match
[Em] [F#] And you know that I'm really Otami
Catch a gun and put him in the sky
Tell him what time is, gon' be live
I'm Quilannottie, he lay in the club
And you know that it's gon' be lit
Call him my oldie, he dump in the club
[C#] And you know that I'm Jack and the O
We drop my O, he can turn his collide
He hit him once, I'ma [F#] catch him in the body
And you know that I'm smokin' on J
Smokin' on J but that boy gon' be dead
We gon' spit to the back til' we leavin' the place
And you know that I'm droppin' the 4th
And you know that I'm, and you know that I'm
And you know that I'm, and you know that I'm
And you niggas ain't never want nothing, smoke on a meth, that boy in the sky
[N]
[E] [F#]
Yo, he's got shot in his [C#] neck, fuck that, JP got [F#] sacked
New Zealand, Pimpin and Robbin, we see a oppa go aim for his nobby
Two tacked, three two and drop it, beam his back
Gang gang, it's a war, J-Muffin get beat up with knockers
Bandit got shot, he got sent to the doctor, like
Who the [E] fuck is a Flocker, gang in his file, we [F#] get to
Who guns down, who the fuck is a trendy
We see a oppa, shots his belly, cop
And we sippin' the Henny, get in the spot, we get to
Ay bitch, we sippin' the opps and five shot
We hit the corner, then do it [D] again
Ain't no that we fuck with the fuck show
We see a opps, and shots his [F#] muffin
Bitch, ain't no we smokin' on
Smokin' on Lottie, dumb lil nigga, I sent him
I'm a chicken, I'm out, I'm a chicken, yo
Now he gon' keep goin' up, that's dope
[C#] I pull a move, look he shoot a remote
Pull a move, look he shoot a [F#] remote
Gossip with Dipsav, all I see is rhyme
Look at the Flocker put him by the band
Look at the Flocker put him by the band, gang gang gang
Ah, nigga, y'all know who the fuck
I do this to the O's, and you know he gon' die by the post
Smokin' on Lottie, that boy gon' be dead
Now I'm fuckin' with you with the Henny
If I catch me a two-horse lady
Smokin' on Guttie, [G#] he rest in the post, [F#m] like
Now I put that smoke on a match
[Em] [F#] And you know that I'm really Otami
Catch a gun and put him in the sky
Tell him what time is, gon' be live
I'm Quilannottie, he lay in the club
And you know that it's gon' be lit
Call him my oldie, he dump in the club
[C#] And you know that I'm Jack and the O
We drop my O, he can turn his collide
He hit him once, I'ma [F#] catch him in the body
And you know that I'm smokin' on J
Smokin' on J but that boy gon' be dead
We gon' spit to the back til' we leavin' the place
And you know that I'm droppin' the 4th
And you know that I'm, and you know that I'm
And you know that I'm, and you know that I'm
And you niggas ain't never want nothing, smoke on a meth, that boy in the sky
[N]
Key:
F#
C#
E
D
G#
F#
C#
E
[F#] Damn, Hefe
_ [E] _ [F#] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yo, he's got shot in his [C#] neck, fuck that, JP got [F#] sacked
New Zealand, Pimpin and Robbin, we see a oppa go aim for his nobby
Two tacked, three two and drop it, beam his back
Gang gang, it's a war, J-Muffin get beat up with knockers
Bandit got shot, he got sent to the doctor, like
Who the [E] fuck is a Flocker, gang in his file, we [F#] get to
Who guns down, who the fuck is a trendy
We see a oppa, shots his belly, cop
And we sippin' the Henny, get in the spot, we get to
Ay bitch, we sippin' the opps and five shot
We hit the corner, then do it [D] again
Ain't no that we fuck with the fuck show
We see a opps, and shots his [F#] muffin
Bitch, ain't no we smokin' on
Smokin' on Lottie, dumb lil nigga, I sent him
I'm a chicken, I'm out, I'm a chicken, yo
Now he gon' keep goin' up, that's dope
[C#] I pull a move, look he shoot a remote
Pull a move, look he shoot a [F#] remote
Gossip with Dipsav, all I see is rhyme
Look at the Flocker put him by the band
Look at the Flocker put him by the band, gang gang gang
Ah, nigga, y'all know who the fuck
_ _ _ I do this to the O's, and you know he gon' die by the post
Smokin' on Lottie, that boy gon' be dead
Now I'm fuckin' with you with the Henny
If I catch me a two-horse lady
Smokin' on Guttie, [G#] he rest in the post, [F#m] like
Now I put that smoke on a match
_ [Em] [F#] And you know that I'm really Otami
Catch a gun and put him in the sky
Tell him what time is, gon' be live
I'm Quilannottie, he lay in the club
And you know that it's gon' be lit
Call him my oldie, he dump in the club
[C#] And you know that I'm Jack and the O
We drop my O, he can turn his collide
He hit him once, I'ma [F#] catch him in the body
And you know that I'm smokin' on J
Smokin' on J but that boy gon' be dead
We gon' spit to the back til' we leavin' the place
And you know that I'm droppin' the 4th
And you know that I'm, and you know that I'm
And you know that I'm, _ and you know that I'm
And you niggas ain't never want nothing, smoke on a meth, that boy in the sky _ _ _ _
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_ [E] _ [F#] _ _ _ _
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Yo, he's got shot in his [C#] neck, fuck that, JP got [F#] sacked
New Zealand, Pimpin and Robbin, we see a oppa go aim for his nobby
Two tacked, three two and drop it, beam his back
Gang gang, it's a war, J-Muffin get beat up with knockers
Bandit got shot, he got sent to the doctor, like
Who the [E] fuck is a Flocker, gang in his file, we [F#] get to
Who guns down, who the fuck is a trendy
We see a oppa, shots his belly, cop
And we sippin' the Henny, get in the spot, we get to
Ay bitch, we sippin' the opps and five shot
We hit the corner, then do it [D] again
Ain't no that we fuck with the fuck show
We see a opps, and shots his [F#] muffin
Bitch, ain't no we smokin' on
Smokin' on Lottie, dumb lil nigga, I sent him
I'm a chicken, I'm out, I'm a chicken, yo
Now he gon' keep goin' up, that's dope
[C#] I pull a move, look he shoot a remote
Pull a move, look he shoot a [F#] remote
Gossip with Dipsav, all I see is rhyme
Look at the Flocker put him by the band
Look at the Flocker put him by the band, gang gang gang
Ah, nigga, y'all know who the fuck
_ _ _ I do this to the O's, and you know he gon' die by the post
Smokin' on Lottie, that boy gon' be dead
Now I'm fuckin' with you with the Henny
If I catch me a two-horse lady
Smokin' on Guttie, [G#] he rest in the post, [F#m] like
Now I put that smoke on a match
_ [Em] [F#] And you know that I'm really Otami
Catch a gun and put him in the sky
Tell him what time is, gon' be live
I'm Quilannottie, he lay in the club
And you know that it's gon' be lit
Call him my oldie, he dump in the club
[C#] And you know that I'm Jack and the O
We drop my O, he can turn his collide
He hit him once, I'ma [F#] catch him in the body
And you know that I'm smokin' on J
Smokin' on J but that boy gon' be dead
We gon' spit to the back til' we leavin' the place
And you know that I'm droppin' the 4th
And you know that I'm, and you know that I'm
And you know that I'm, _ and you know that I'm
And you niggas ain't never want nothing, smoke on a meth, that boy in the sky _ _ _ _
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