Chords for Tommy Wright III - Runnin -N- Gunnin

[N] _ [F] _ Fuck these niggas talking.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ [A#] Please, [D] please! _ _
I can't breathe, [D#] you can't breathe!
[G] I'm sorry [C#]
that I [C] was getting bullied but I ain't [F] even in the VIP.
[C#] Gave my glock [C] 17 to my roadie [F] cousin's bully loadie.
Creeping up, [C#] sweeping, ducking and diving.
As [D] I beat my thigh and left my gang, hit the shack.
[C#] Some of my niggas [F] was left on the track.
[C#] Boom and dope, never [Dm] soak.
But them folks said I'm a raid.
[C#] All them dealers [Dm] dropped they dope and got my cousin caught that day.
Now we sound like 201.
Ain't [C#] no fun, had a gun, bought it rock.
[Dm] Plus he got charged for the shit they drop.
[C#] Knocks better known [D] as cops.
In the ghetto, hit a metro.
[C#]
Bitches got [D] me fed up cause [F] I think it was [A#] a skitter.
[C] Anyway, I got no time to be trying to play Sherlock.
So [F] I got my glock [D#] with six shills.
[Dm] Fend a break [F] for Matter jail.
[B]
Driving down the highway, night.
Speeding in [D] this shit at risk.
Got off at [C] the Union, ain't fit, eyes red.
[Fm] Cause I'm pissed, smoking out some police cars.
I ain't scared cause I'm hard.
[C#] Smoking in the dick and I gots to get em.
Off [D#] there for a float, [C#] walked up to the gate.
Broke [D] out running past the check out cop.
[C#] Metal detector [D] going off because I shot [Dm] that chrome glock.
Stop, freeze, please, please.
Hit the [G#] elevator fast, for a float.
[C] Give me the keys, would you?
Please don't make me blast.
[D#] Get your ass up.
[D] Oh man, when they came, you better tell them man.
Now we running, [D#] beat this here [D] through downtown.
In a line, [F] gotta hit [F#] the highway.
Home free from the county.
I be glad [F] for running while I'm running.
Cause [D] them folks put out an APP. _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Fm] _
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ Back up in [E] the hoopie, but like always [F] it wouldn't crank.
So we jumped out with the jail birds.
Offed into a bank.
[D#] I don't want no money.
All I need is one of these niggas [F#] called.
Tommy, look out!
Shh, shh, shh.
I shot the damn [F] security guard.
Jumped into [G#] his pickup while they sneak [E] up off the bank.
All the jail birds jumped [F] in the bank with the money [F#] sack.
Now I'm down [E] to blow fully.
But I had [G#] to use the front.
Shot one of them convicts.
Found [C#] out he was 5-0.
[C] He's my source.
Ballin', trying to leave [E] this bitch while [Fm] everybody's spitting gas.
But I saw [F#] blue lights and red remains.
So I crushed the gas.
Knowing I'm [C] in trouble.
Thoughts [Fm] of giving up.
Crossed my mind.
_ [C] _ They got our [F] ass this time.
MBT blocked off this street.
Broke [F#] and jumped out of the truck.
[F] Put a brick up on the gas and let the truck [D#] slam.
Now everybody on foot to [E] the wood.
Man, we had [F] to break out running.
Gave [Fm] them niggas a hug.
Man, he said, good luck.
It's time for gunning.
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
[C] _ _ Yeah, that's [C#] my story, first degree.
Yeah, but tell [D] them bitches how you be running and gunning, Marco.
[G] Duggin' at dodgers from [C] the mix with my nigga [F#] Tommy Wright.
Dubbin' up and dancin', hitting them bitches.
Trying to stay away from [Fm] their life.
Can't get caught, so [F#] I'm vamping fast.
Trolling tall grass.
If them [F] popos kiss my ass, they might try to put me in a body bag.
Gripping the Glock.
I can't stop [F#] till I reach my proper block.
If they yell out, please, I'll squeeze the trigger.
One more pop, [F] got shot.
Hit [F#] the gutter.
Duck and creep.
Trying to make it to the next street.
[F] Now they rolling three cars deep.
Thinking they can't catch me.
Think [F#] again.
I'm the win.
Now they wondering [F] how I do it.
Cause I vamp like mad.
Hold that [F#] ass up out of your car.
Do this first [F] degree.
It's known to break [G] right in front of [F#] them bitches.
Cause they try to give me a case.
That I don't want my soul to be raped.
I'm gon' win again and again.
Cause I know [G] these brothers streets.
[F#] Leaving these bitches upset.
When I get it, that's all they see.
Clever like [G] a fox.
Fuck [F#] them, knock on them, and they'll hoes so fast.
Pump like Rang.
I aim [G] that .44
to your fucking face.
[D#] Think I'm playing.
[D] I don't joke.
I love the smell of gun smoke.
[G] But once again, it's all river to town.
Run [D#] it, young folk.
Come on, [E] I ain't here, alright?
I ain't seen you step [B] in here.
I _ _ [D] swear to God, I [E] don't even wanna see the guy.
_ _ I mean, he's a fucking squirrel.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ Let me break.
[B] _ Let's start again at the beginning.
[G#] _
_ [Dm] _ I wanna meet your friend, T [G#].W.
This is bullshit, [D#] you can't hold him.
[Dm] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [Fm] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] I don't do that.
[C] Where is T.W.? No, [D] no.
_ [C#] _
_ Come and talk to me.
_ [Fm] _ _
Let me help [C] you up, kid.
_ You're [B] a dog. _ _
_ _ _ You're not [Fm] allowed to do this. _
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _