Chords for Where's Da Bud

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87 bpm
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D

E

A

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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I'm from my chicken and I roll with a f*** me
I'm from my chicken and I roll with a f*** me
I'm from my chicken and I roll with a f*** me
I'm from my chicken and I roll with a f*** me
I feel the need for the weed, the smoke of ye
Things have to change just for me
The B to L, the U and T
The B, the F to U, the D to E
Give me shotgun, open so I can smoke chicken feet
My chicken weed, pick out the seeds
The heat, it's hitting me
Many the goose we gather haven't
Don't want no cabbage, we hate that cabbage
Like Savage, we we we wanna
The marijuana, oh we don't us
Yo man I'm gonna, go round the corner
Get right on a, a a a sack
I need contract, I need it fast
So I can mask, just like that
Go crank your leg, we ready to go man
You move too slow, take out a bag
Who got the hay, who got the hay
Where do they stay, I'm cross the street
I'm going crazy looking for the A
I took a quarter, filled it to the border
Of that mag, what a body
Where is the bug, where is the bug
Where is the bug, where is the bug
Where is the bug, where is the bug
Where is the bug, where is the bug
Where is the bug, we looking for the bug
Where is the bug, we looking for the bug
Where is the bug, we looking for the bug
They call me Lord [D] infamous
But you can't call me scared
Girl I need me some red hair
Chicken or some mando
And I need a couple of quarts of swat
[E] That's so I can get food
We smoking the ink, we get blowed up
The ink, we get fucked up
[A] We taking them hard pulls
[Bm] You'll get a whiff when you step up
And the air we smoke, but anywhere
Red bitch we don't care
Cause where we get the urge
To fire up some chronic maine
A nigga must campaign
Clouds up in the brain
Ooh that chick fuck got me hyped
Fool me so hype, dog blowing so much blood
For a chief that contacts off the farm
This shit is burning too quick
Fuck these little justice flow to the stove
Get some cigars, roll some Philly plus
Damn fool ain't shit in the same
But some fucking shake, I need some more
Pure and I just can't fucking wait back
Let's go where the blood at
Where is the bug?
Where is the bug?
He looking for the bug
Where is the bug?
He looking for the bug
Where is the bug?
He looking for the bug
Where is the bug?
DJ Pau, he looking for the bug
Me Lord, I'm from Osama
Looking for the bug
The fucking dude's mine
He looking for the bug
My nigga Nightclub
He looking for the bug
Nightclub crew, she looking for the bug
DJ Jesson, he looking for the bug
My nigga Country Black
He looking for the bug
Triple 6, my nigga we looking for the bug
[N]
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D
1321
E
2311
A
1231
Bm
13421112
D
1321
E
2311
A
1231
Bm
13421112
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm from my chicken and I roll with a f*** me
_ _ _ _ I'm from my chicken and I roll with a f*** _ _ me
I'm from my chicken and I roll with a f*** _ _ _ me
I'm from my chicken and I roll with a f*** me
I feel the need for the weed, the smoke of ye
Things have to change just for me
The B to L, the U and T
The B, the F to U, the D to E
Give me shotgun, open so I can smoke chicken feet
My chicken weed, pick out the seeds
The heat, it's hitting me
Many the goose we gather haven't
Don't want no cabbage, we hate that cabbage
Like Savage, we we we wanna
The marijuana, oh we don't us
Yo man I'm gonna, go round the corner
Get right on a, a a a sack
I need contract, I need it fast
So I can mask, just like that
Go crank your leg, we ready to go man
You move too slow, take out a bag
Who got the hay, who got the hay
Where do they stay, I'm cross the street
I'm going crazy looking for the A
I took a quarter, filled it to the border
Of that mag, what a body
_ Where is the bug, where is the bug
Where is the bug, where is the bug
Where is the bug, where is the bug
Where is the bug, where is the bug
Where is the bug, we looking for the bug
Where is the bug, we looking for the bug
Where is the bug, we looking for the bug _
_ They call me Lord [D] infamous
But you can't call me scared
Girl I need me some red hair
Chicken or some mando
And I need a couple of quarts of swat
[E] That's so I can get food
We smoking the ink, we get blowed up
The ink, we get fucked up
[A] We taking them hard pulls
[Bm] You'll get a whiff when you step up
And the air we smoke, but anywhere
Red bitch we don't care
Cause where we get the urge
To fire up some chronic maine
A nigga must campaign
Clouds up in the brain
Ooh that chick fuck got me hyped
Fool me so hype, dog blowing so much blood
For a chief that contacts off the farm
This shit is burning too quick
Fuck these little justice flow to the stove
Get some cigars, roll some Philly plus
Damn fool ain't shit in the same
But some fucking shake, I need some more
Pure and I just can't fucking wait back
Let's go _ _ _ _ where the blood at
Where is the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ bug?
Where is the bug?
_ He looking for the bug
Where is the bug?
He looking for the bug
Where is the bug?
He looking for the bug _
_ _ _ Where is the bug? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ DJ Pau, he looking for the bug
Me Lord, I'm from Osama
Looking for the bug
The fucking dude's mine
He looking for the bug
My nigga Nightclub
He looking for the bug
Nightclub crew, she looking for the bug
DJ Jesson, he looking for the bug
My nigga Country Black
He looking for the bug
Triple 6, my nigga we looking for the bug
_ _ [N] _