Chords for Wild West

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[D] I'ma teach you no's and better Niggas make racks, hate gettin' no [E] cheddar
Got shit with a sicker itch and I'ma stretch him
And I'm back bitch, I will not let him ever take my spot
Nigga I'ma die, big bro talking right from heaven
Bitch I got forgetta, I will never add here Keep a shh, put a weapon, have my muddies
Go address him, ain't no snitchin', ain't no tellin'
If you do I'ma teach you a lesson Call my older niggas, they some fellas
So I have my little niggas, go [D] and check em I'm with Becky and her best friend
And I hope the niggas get the message, damn I tell her shake that shit, I so fat
Might break that shit, yes I had to take [G] that risk
I'm with a child, no make, [D] bad bitch, damn You know I hate [E] that shit, he made a diss
While he took [D] my shit, I'ma just do it
I get that addy now we in [E] his track And I love her when she call me bigger
Black car, she be hella fast Throw that set up when she take a picture
Gun to the chest, I be tryna kill her Like she tryna lie to me [D] but I have my knife
I'm tryna seize that, feel you the opps
Only bad niggas in my spot and I throw to my mother, [G] niggas gang
On a date, shorty tryna frisk it And she miss me after the dinner
But I'm coming, she give me a minute But it's [D] crazy, I got a lot of bitches
And he know not to play with his niggas And I'm mixing up juice with the liquor
She change nigga in a [E] minute Damn nigga you better lift him
And the police set out for discussions
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