Chords for Vinnie Paz ft. Demoz - Bodysnatchers (Prod. by Grim Reaperz)
Tempo:
93.1 bpm
Chords used:
Em
C
B
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Yeah!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Official [Em] Pistol Gang!
Vinny Paz, Louie [C] Dawgs, O Drama, Vin Laden.
D-Miles, D [Em]-Miles, Grim Reapers, Body Bag Music Crew.
[C]
DJ Cliffz, what up baby!
[Em] La Coca, Bill Slain, Danny Boy!
Yo Everlast, what up cuzzo?
Listen [E] A rebel to yell, take you through the levels
of hell Take your commissary pussy like it's settled
in jail [C] I'm a heavyweight Vinny, don't need to get
on a scale I'm man of God, but usually the devil prevail
[Em] I don't work, all your motherfuckers work for me
I love death, you motherfuckers get murked for free
[B] I don't follow grants, I just do what work for me
I don't live on earth, the motherfuckin' earth is me
[Em] Louis dogs don't relate to y'all cuz I'm a godly creature
I chop a motherfuckin' brick like a karate [C] teacher
I wouldn't call what you doing sick, you just got a fever
I have my mother's heart and I have my [Em] father's features
You know I got the hammer and the jeans And more white shit than in the Canada [B] Latrine
I go bananas for the cream I don't have a moral fiber
Vinny, take your nana for her [Em] cream Yeah
RAT!
Yo D, where you at baby?
[C] We want it all nigga Official pistol gang, we want it all
Official [Em] pistol gang nigga We mobbin' on you motherfuckers
You're the hottest motherfuckin' mixtape, hands down Yo D!
[C] What's up nigga?
Take these [B] motherfuckers to war cousin I got em nigga Yeah, [Em] ayo
Niggas rappin' but they comical It's logical, they overrated
Hating so I cut em like a [C] dominoes Boxed piece of fuck to perpetrate
In hospital with nurses racing Running niggas over in a [Em] hearse
Squashing again, it's baby chorus There's no collaboration with commercial
rapping If you [B] pay me for it
So fuck the BS, I'm the hardest out walking
Philly with the new rappers, I'm the hardest out walking
Philly selling niggas, CDs yelling [Em] garbage I was racked, you harder than me, that's just
my sense of humor Look I'm intense, I'm making sense
You niggas censors, tryna [C] spread your rumors Basically I'm tryna make it happen
Scheming I can make it rap, you stay away from niggas
Who relate [Em] to acting It's not impersonal, I take your money
Spending on your bitch, call you a bitch And tell you pussy tryna [B] take it from me
It's funny how a motherfuckin' bitch change When a bitch get changed, it's nothing
If she sniff the [Em] cane and turn crazy Sell her own soul, her own baby
All over this gravy, it's all over [C] Shady how the world turns
And it's all over this money It's funny next thing you know
You all over your [Em] money with your face out Brain splitting, your day leaving with the
next man Plan A to the fling, [B] scheming on your life
savings Like praying it might save him from his life
wasting All over his wife, [Em] makes his ho like hatred
But if you could do it to me, I'ma do it to you
Give a fuck if you beautiful, [C] what you booty can do
You pussy tight, titties big, bitch, whoop-de-de-doo
I got a bundle on your [Em] head to kill you and your crew
That's a must, they don't like you, mind you
Puss fly through your head, they won't [C] find you
I'll find you with red beans, spray you cocked [B] roaches
Shit she get it too, so baby do not approach us
I'm a sick being, [Em] stick me in a rap cypher
I'm a light lighter, hair spray him and burn [C] fighters
[Em]
[C]
[B]
[Em] J-Rock, [C] all my motherfuckers
You're just a [Em] law, out of phase
Wreath of lost cause
[C] Burke the jerk
OG filthy rich
[Em] We punch your motherfuckers in the face, breathe baby
Body [C] snatchin', catch your bodies
[B] [Em] [C]
[Em]
[B]
[N]
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Official [Em] Pistol Gang!
Vinny Paz, Louie [C] Dawgs, O Drama, Vin Laden.
D-Miles, D [Em]-Miles, Grim Reapers, Body Bag Music Crew.
[C]
DJ Cliffz, what up baby!
[Em] La Coca, Bill Slain, Danny Boy!
Yo Everlast, what up cuzzo?
Listen [E] A rebel to yell, take you through the levels
of hell Take your commissary pussy like it's settled
in jail [C] I'm a heavyweight Vinny, don't need to get
on a scale I'm man of God, but usually the devil prevail
[Em] I don't work, all your motherfuckers work for me
I love death, you motherfuckers get murked for free
[B] I don't follow grants, I just do what work for me
I don't live on earth, the motherfuckin' earth is me
[Em] Louis dogs don't relate to y'all cuz I'm a godly creature
I chop a motherfuckin' brick like a karate [C] teacher
I wouldn't call what you doing sick, you just got a fever
I have my mother's heart and I have my [Em] father's features
You know I got the hammer and the jeans And more white shit than in the Canada [B] Latrine
I go bananas for the cream I don't have a moral fiber
Vinny, take your nana for her [Em] cream Yeah
RAT!
Yo D, where you at baby?
[C] We want it all nigga Official pistol gang, we want it all
Official [Em] pistol gang nigga We mobbin' on you motherfuckers
You're the hottest motherfuckin' mixtape, hands down Yo D!
[C] What's up nigga?
Take these [B] motherfuckers to war cousin I got em nigga Yeah, [Em] ayo
Niggas rappin' but they comical It's logical, they overrated
Hating so I cut em like a [C] dominoes Boxed piece of fuck to perpetrate
In hospital with nurses racing Running niggas over in a [Em] hearse
Squashing again, it's baby chorus There's no collaboration with commercial
rapping If you [B] pay me for it
So fuck the BS, I'm the hardest out walking
Philly with the new rappers, I'm the hardest out walking
Philly selling niggas, CDs yelling [Em] garbage I was racked, you harder than me, that's just
my sense of humor Look I'm intense, I'm making sense
You niggas censors, tryna [C] spread your rumors Basically I'm tryna make it happen
Scheming I can make it rap, you stay away from niggas
Who relate [Em] to acting It's not impersonal, I take your money
Spending on your bitch, call you a bitch And tell you pussy tryna [B] take it from me
It's funny how a motherfuckin' bitch change When a bitch get changed, it's nothing
If she sniff the [Em] cane and turn crazy Sell her own soul, her own baby
All over this gravy, it's all over [C] Shady how the world turns
And it's all over this money It's funny next thing you know
You all over your [Em] money with your face out Brain splitting, your day leaving with the
next man Plan A to the fling, [B] scheming on your life
savings Like praying it might save him from his life
wasting All over his wife, [Em] makes his ho like hatred
But if you could do it to me, I'ma do it to you
Give a fuck if you beautiful, [C] what you booty can do
You pussy tight, titties big, bitch, whoop-de-de-doo
I got a bundle on your [Em] head to kill you and your crew
That's a must, they don't like you, mind you
Puss fly through your head, they won't [C] find you
I'll find you with red beans, spray you cocked [B] roaches
Shit she get it too, so baby do not approach us
I'm a sick being, [Em] stick me in a rap cypher
I'm a light lighter, hair spray him and burn [C] fighters
[Em]
[C]
[B]
[Em] J-Rock, [C] all my motherfuckers
You're just a [Em] law, out of phase
Wreath of lost cause
[C] Burke the jerk
OG filthy rich
[Em] We punch your motherfuckers in the face, breathe baby
Body [C] snatchin', catch your bodies
[B] [Em] [C]
[Em]
[B]
[N]
Key:
Em
C
B
E
Em
C
B
E
Yeah!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Official [Em] Pistol Gang!
_ _ Vinny Paz, Louie [C] Dawgs, O Drama, Vin Laden.
_ D-Miles, D [Em]-Miles, _ Grim Reapers, Body Bag Music Crew.
[C] _
DJ Cliffz, what up baby!
_ _ _ [Em] La Coca, Bill Slain, Danny Boy!
_ Yo Everlast, what up cuzzo?
_ _ _ Listen [E] A rebel to yell, take you through the levels
of hell Take your commissary pussy like it's settled
in jail [C] I'm a heavyweight Vinny, don't need to get
on a scale I'm man of God, but usually the devil prevail
[Em] I don't work, all your motherfuckers work for me
I love death, you motherfuckers get murked for free
[B] I don't follow grants, I just do what work for me
I don't live on earth, the motherfuckin' earth is me
[Em] Louis dogs don't relate to y'all cuz I'm a godly creature
I chop a motherfuckin' brick like a karate [C] teacher
I wouldn't call what you doing sick, you just got a fever
I have my mother's heart and I have my [Em] father's features
You know I got the hammer and the jeans And more white shit than in the Canada [B] Latrine
I go bananas for the cream I don't have a moral fiber
Vinny, take your nana for her [Em] cream Yeah _
_ RAT!
Yo D, where you at baby?
[C] We want it all nigga Official pistol gang, we want it all
Official [Em] pistol gang nigga We mobbin' on you motherfuckers
You're the hottest motherfuckin' mixtape, hands down Yo D!
[C] What's up nigga?
Take these [B] motherfuckers to war cousin I got em nigga Yeah, [Em] ayo
Niggas rappin' but they comical It's logical, they overrated
Hating so I cut em like a [C] dominoes Boxed piece of fuck to perpetrate
In hospital with nurses racing Running niggas over in a [Em] hearse
Squashing again, it's baby chorus There's no collaboration with commercial
rapping If you [B] pay me for it
So fuck the BS, I'm the hardest out walking
Philly with the new rappers, I'm the hardest out walking
Philly selling niggas, CDs yelling [Em] garbage I was racked, you harder than me, that's just
my sense of humor Look I'm intense, I'm making sense
You niggas censors, tryna [C] spread your rumors Basically I'm tryna make it happen
Scheming I can make it rap, you stay away from niggas
Who relate [Em] to acting It's not impersonal, I take your money
Spending on your bitch, call you a bitch And tell you pussy tryna [B] take it from me
It's funny how a motherfuckin' bitch change When a bitch get changed, it's nothing
If she sniff the [Em] cane and turn crazy Sell her own soul, her own baby
All over this gravy, it's all over [C] Shady how the world turns
And it's all over this money It's funny next thing you know
You all over your [Em] money with your face out Brain splitting, your day leaving with the
next man Plan A to the fling, [B] scheming on your life
savings Like praying it might save him from his life
wasting All over his wife, [Em] makes his ho like hatred
But if you could do it to me, I'ma do it to you
Give a fuck if you beautiful, [C] what you booty can do
You pussy tight, titties big, bitch, whoop-de-de-doo
I got a bundle on your [Em] head to kill you and your crew
That's a must, they don't like you, mind you
Puss fly through your head, they won't [C] find you
I'll find you with red beans, spray you cocked [B] roaches
Shit she get it too, so baby do not approach us
I'm a sick being, [Em] stick me in a rap cypher
I'm a light lighter, hair spray him and burn [C] fighters _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ J-Rock, _ [C] all my _ motherfuckers
_ You're just a [Em] law, out of phase
Wreath of lost cause
[C] Burke the jerk
_ OG filthy rich
[Em] We punch your motherfuckers in the face, breathe baby
Body [C] snatchin', catch your bodies
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Official [Em] Pistol Gang!
_ _ Vinny Paz, Louie [C] Dawgs, O Drama, Vin Laden.
_ D-Miles, D [Em]-Miles, _ Grim Reapers, Body Bag Music Crew.
[C] _
DJ Cliffz, what up baby!
_ _ _ [Em] La Coca, Bill Slain, Danny Boy!
_ Yo Everlast, what up cuzzo?
_ _ _ Listen [E] A rebel to yell, take you through the levels
of hell Take your commissary pussy like it's settled
in jail [C] I'm a heavyweight Vinny, don't need to get
on a scale I'm man of God, but usually the devil prevail
[Em] I don't work, all your motherfuckers work for me
I love death, you motherfuckers get murked for free
[B] I don't follow grants, I just do what work for me
I don't live on earth, the motherfuckin' earth is me
[Em] Louis dogs don't relate to y'all cuz I'm a godly creature
I chop a motherfuckin' brick like a karate [C] teacher
I wouldn't call what you doing sick, you just got a fever
I have my mother's heart and I have my [Em] father's features
You know I got the hammer and the jeans And more white shit than in the Canada [B] Latrine
I go bananas for the cream I don't have a moral fiber
Vinny, take your nana for her [Em] cream Yeah _
_ RAT!
Yo D, where you at baby?
[C] We want it all nigga Official pistol gang, we want it all
Official [Em] pistol gang nigga We mobbin' on you motherfuckers
You're the hottest motherfuckin' mixtape, hands down Yo D!
[C] What's up nigga?
Take these [B] motherfuckers to war cousin I got em nigga Yeah, [Em] ayo
Niggas rappin' but they comical It's logical, they overrated
Hating so I cut em like a [C] dominoes Boxed piece of fuck to perpetrate
In hospital with nurses racing Running niggas over in a [Em] hearse
Squashing again, it's baby chorus There's no collaboration with commercial
rapping If you [B] pay me for it
So fuck the BS, I'm the hardest out walking
Philly with the new rappers, I'm the hardest out walking
Philly selling niggas, CDs yelling [Em] garbage I was racked, you harder than me, that's just
my sense of humor Look I'm intense, I'm making sense
You niggas censors, tryna [C] spread your rumors Basically I'm tryna make it happen
Scheming I can make it rap, you stay away from niggas
Who relate [Em] to acting It's not impersonal, I take your money
Spending on your bitch, call you a bitch And tell you pussy tryna [B] take it from me
It's funny how a motherfuckin' bitch change When a bitch get changed, it's nothing
If she sniff the [Em] cane and turn crazy Sell her own soul, her own baby
All over this gravy, it's all over [C] Shady how the world turns
And it's all over this money It's funny next thing you know
You all over your [Em] money with your face out Brain splitting, your day leaving with the
next man Plan A to the fling, [B] scheming on your life
savings Like praying it might save him from his life
wasting All over his wife, [Em] makes his ho like hatred
But if you could do it to me, I'ma do it to you
Give a fuck if you beautiful, [C] what you booty can do
You pussy tight, titties big, bitch, whoop-de-de-doo
I got a bundle on your [Em] head to kill you and your crew
That's a must, they don't like you, mind you
Puss fly through your head, they won't [C] find you
I'll find you with red beans, spray you cocked [B] roaches
Shit she get it too, so baby do not approach us
I'm a sick being, [Em] stick me in a rap cypher
I'm a light lighter, hair spray him and burn [C] fighters _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ J-Rock, _ [C] all my _ motherfuckers
_ You're just a [Em] law, out of phase
Wreath of lost cause
[C] Burke the jerk
_ OG filthy rich
[Em] We punch your motherfuckers in the face, breathe baby
Body [C] snatchin', catch your bodies
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _