Chords for Trap Dickey feat Darian Lilly - No More

Tempo:
100.9 bpm
Chords used:

Bb

C

Gm

Eb

F

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Trap Dickey feat Darian Lilly - No More chords
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[Bb]
[Gm] Yeah. Yeah.
[C] Ay yo, [Bb] Ren, turn that up.
Try a dick.
Poses on [Gm] the block and you know I'm coming.
Don't wanna pull the sticks out [C] cause I can get the drumming.
I used to be broke, now [Bb] they calling me for money.
Nigga, I'm the big one.
Try a dick and [Eb] start playing with em.
Front of the block in [Gm] Lincoln Ave and I'm staying with em.
[Bb] Niggas thought they was too high until the Phantom.
Flame throwers, AKs and them down pills.
Living dreams but I hear my mama on the sound.
They really thought I wouldn't make it past the end.
Matter [F] of fact, I got shot when I was 21.
And the opps got shot when I was 21.
Man, the opps got dropped when I [Eb] was 21.
Yeah, we live by the gun, die by the gun.
Got [Bb] some young niggas named C-21.
So he had to drop a nigga in [Bb] another one.
Thanking God this is my chapter.
I'm screaming R.I..P. Capo. I should've [Gm] died after you. To [C] be honest, I should've asked Trap for you. Now [Bb] I'm wondering who gonna clap for you. I be on some fuck the rap shit cause I'm still in the hood and I'm still my niggas. I'm still saying fuck the other side. Yeah, I hear you niggas talking. I'm a get right. Still got niggas from the other side. And I'm with you on the right cause you still my niggas. And I ain't gonna never say that I'm a killer. But you know that I'm a killer. Trap digging just a real nigga. My [F] [Eb] heart, my [Bb] heart. Can't take no [C] more. Can't take [Bb] no more. Said mama I'm mad. [Eb] Cause [Gm] the good die [C] young. Trap digging just [Bb] a real nigga. Told you I'm a nigga legend. I want smoke so tell me nigga where [Gm] you hiding at. Ain't on your block talking shit. That's where you dying at. Say you [Bb] gonna kill one of us. That's where you lying at. And then pray G wanna slide and I'm behind that. You niggas can't fuck me. It's up in the store with me. We dropping niggas and we putting [Gm] niggas through surgery. [C] You heard about them Lincoln Ave niggas. You heard of me. Country ass niggas man you look like some dirty D's. Now who wanna murder me? Broad day shooting man you know ain't no hurting me. [F] Cooling with my cousin but [C] you know ain't no curt with me. And I got my brother cause [Bb] he came from the dirt with me. Ski man, black boots man I'm still in the streets. Keep a Glock 40 but a clip holder 33. Straight from Carolina used to travel to [C] murder beats. Zed to get the pounds man [Bb] cause all that said weed. Lost so many niggas man I swear that guy can't sleep. I can't lie. Mind racing I can't think. I can't cry. Shit changed but this the game I play by. Too many [Gm] people counting on me man I can't die. My brother [Eb] doing drive-bys on the FaceTime. My [Bb] life fuck your life [Eb] can't take him. [C] Designer belt hold a gun by the waistline. [Bb] MJ no fade away going backslide. [Eb] [Gm] Can't take no [C] more. Can't take [Bb] no more. Said mama I'm mad [Gm] cause the good die [C] young. Try to dig it just a [Bb] real nigga told you I'm a living legend. [Eb] [Gm] [C]
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Bb
12341111
C
3211
Gm
123111113
Eb
12341116
F
134211111
Bb
12341111
C
3211
Gm
123111113
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_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ Yeah. Yeah.
[C] _ _ Ay yo, [Bb] Ren, turn that up.
Try a dick.
Poses on [Gm] the block and you know I'm coming.
Don't wanna pull the sticks out [C] cause I can get the drumming.
I used to be broke, now [Bb] they calling me for money.
Nigga, I'm the big one.
Try a dick and [Eb] start playing with em.
Front of the block in [Gm] Lincoln Ave and I'm staying with em.
[Bb] Niggas thought they was too high until the Phantom.
Flame throwers, AKs and them down pills.
Living dreams but I hear my mama on the sound.
They really thought I wouldn't make it past the end.
Matter [F] of fact, I got shot when I was 21.
And the opps got shot when I was 21.
Man, the opps got dropped when I [Eb] was 21.
Yeah, we live by the gun, die by the gun.
Got [Bb] some young niggas named C-21.
So he had to drop a nigga in [Bb] another one.
Thanking God this is my chapter.
I'm screaming R.I..P. Capo. I should've [Gm] died after you. To [C] be honest, I should've asked Trap for you. Now [Bb] I'm wondering who gonna clap for you. I be on some fuck the rap shit cause I'm still in the hood and I'm still my niggas. I'm still saying fuck the other side. Yeah, I hear you niggas talking. I'm a get right. Still got niggas from the other side. And I'm with you on the right cause you still my niggas. And I ain't gonna never say that I'm a killer. But you know that I'm a killer. Trap digging just a real nigga. My [F] _ _ _ [Eb] heart, my [Bb] heart. Can't take no [C] more. Can't take [Bb] no more. Said mama I'm mad. _ _ [Eb] _ _ Cause [Gm] the good die [C] young. Trap digging just [Bb] a real nigga. Told you I'm a nigga legend. I want smoke so tell me nigga where [Gm] you hiding at. Ain't on your block talking shit. That's where you dying at. Say you [Bb] gonna kill one of us. That's where you lying at. And then pray G wanna slide and I'm behind that. You niggas can't fuck me. It's up in the store with me. We dropping niggas and we putting [Gm] niggas through surgery. [C] You heard about them Lincoln Ave niggas. You heard of me. Country ass niggas man you look like some dirty D's. Now who wanna murder me? Broad day shooting man you know ain't no hurting me. [F] Cooling with my cousin but [C] you know ain't no curt with me. And I got my brother cause [Bb] he came from the dirt with me. Ski man, black boots man I'm still in the streets. Keep a Glock 40 but a clip holder 33. Straight from Carolina used to travel to [C] murder beats. Zed to get the pounds man [Bb] cause all that said weed. Lost so many niggas man I swear that guy can't sleep. I can't lie. Mind racing I can't think. I can't cry. Shit changed but this the game I play by. Too many [Gm] people counting on me man I can't die. My brother [Eb] doing drive-bys on the FaceTime. My [Bb] life fuck your life [Eb] can't take him. [C] Designer belt hold a gun by the waistline. [Bb] MJ no fade away going backslide. _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Gm] Can't take no [C] more. Can't take [Bb] no more. Said mama I'm mad _ [Gm] _ _ cause the good die [C] young. Try to dig it just a [Bb] real nigga told you I'm a living legend. _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _