Chords for Adam Calhoun & Struggle Jennings - "Clay Pigeons" (Official Music Video)

I'd rather [Abm] ride with the killers than to die with the faint.
Go hard for my people, never bow behind [E] gates.
Live free in the wind, not to die in [Abm] restraints.
Rather laugh with the sinners than to cry with the saint.
The devil laugh while Jesus wept I ran the street while mommies slept.
Secret kept, kept me out of jail Granted prayer keep me out of hell.
Never bet till I make bond to stay home I got a state gun.
Chains bond with a bad bitch in a Chevy truck Black as day, dark.
Cast off with no brakes on Place a trigger like napalm.
Stay calm, we ain't the type of people you can pray on.
Straight up in the disrespect, I hit em with the straight arm.
Game on, color in your shirt, red crayon Can't escape so I'm the ghost, you gotta put.
the blame on Keep your cape on to save yourself from devastation.
Riding with them [E] shooters, it'll shoot no [Dbm] hesitation.
Put it on the [Abm] line, that's a bet that you can bank on.
I'd rather ride with the killers than to die with the faint.
Go hard for my people, never bow behind gates.
Live [E] free in the wind, not to die in restraints.
[Abm] Radar laugh with the sinners than to cry with the [Ebm] saints.
Rather ride with the killers than to [Bb] die with the [B] faint.
Go hard for my people, never bow behind [Eb] gates.
Live free in the wind, not to die in restraints.
Rather laugh with the sinners [B] than to cry with the saints.
[Ab] Rather ride with the [Gb] killers than to die with the faint.
[B] Go hard for my people, never bow behind [Ebm] gates.
Live free in the wind, not to die in restraints.
Rather [Abm] laugh with the sinners than to cry with the saints.
I'll forgive them if they kill me and I don't make it home.
Old lady gon' be pissed if that dinner get cold.
Bet I make it out [Ebm] alive, only know how to survive.
How you gonna [Abm] kill a man, bust his ass to provide.
Who gon' die, ain't no lie, it don't matter who's [B] asking.
You and your fucking guys looking like target [E] practice.
Smoke em like [Ebm] ashes, put em on a [Abm] shirt, wear em like fashion.
Throw em in a hearse, rappers, all you do is stay bitchin'.
Blast em, watch em shatter like [Ebm] clay [E] pigeons.
Crash in, haul an ass like my brakes missing.
This shit in my lap [Eb] make your whole face different.
I'm talking [Abm] bout that all black Mac.
One phone call, dude show up in all black mask.
This ain't just a rap, [Eb] that's a fact, motherfucker.
And it [Abm] don't matter if you white or black, motherfucker.
I'ma ride with the killers and I'ma die with the faint.
Go hard for my people, never bow behind gates.
Live free [E] in the wind, not to die in restraints.
[Abm] Rather laugh with the sinners than to cry with the saints.
[Eb] Rather ride with the killers [Gb] than to die with the faints.
[B] Go hard for my people, never bow behind gates.
[Ebm] Live free in the wind, not to die in restraints.
Rather laugh with the sinners than to cry with the saints.
Rather ride with the killers than [Gb] to die with the faints.
[B] Go hard for my people, never bow behind gates.
[Ebm] Live free in the wind, not to die in restraints.
[Abm] Rather laugh with the sinners than to cry with the faints.
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[E] [Eb] [Abm] [Abm] .
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