Hot Razorによるコード
$Uicideboy$
$Uicideboy$

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キー: D minor
Verse 1
Abm
Ha- ha- ha (ha- ha)
Like
Alright, okay
My life would be so shitty witho-
Ebm
Abm
Players never die
(It's a SMASH)
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Abm
You did good, Slick
Verse 2
Abm
Ebm
I'm- I'm with that fuck shit,
Abm
Ebm
pull up, we get buck quick
Abm
My ho down like Faye,
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but sometimes she can be a dumb bitch
Abm
Ebm
Out here since a young jit,
Abm
nitrous got my lungs lit
Wake up from a blackout gettin'
head while I'm in public
Ri- Ri- Ridin' through the hood
Ebm
like what it do?
Abm
Prolly off a pill or two
Pulled that .44 out,
they start talkin' like they Scooby Doo
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Mobbin' with my partners,
Abm
we- we pop in, no knockin'
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Abm
Nod- Nod- Noddin' off that dope and for dessert,
just ate Neurontin
Hit a stain, make a name
Ebm
for a lame TikTok
Abm
Northside, Grey the gang,
2nd world, Eastern Bloc
I might rock it off the flock,
I might rock it off Apache
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Abm
I might fuck up on that bitch if she
got a pack of plan B
Mane, show you how that Glock work,
show you how to pop first
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Abm
White trash, young man,
mop 'em up like Joe Dirt
My ho like her throat hurt,
suck it for a nip tuck
That bitch tried to tell me that I'm sick,
so what that make her?
I just bought some land off my LAN,
kilo of some GLD
Still the same mane, grippin' AKs,
wearin' FTP
Paint 'em like a NFT, got
them scripts no PHD
My bitch brain insane,
but she only got her GED
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Gang coast to coast, yeah,
Abm
I know me a few robbers
Dope game farm to table,
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Abm
ain't no fent' up in my product
Huh, bruh, damn, son,
who the fuck raised you?
Cutthroats and them savages,
how you think I got this name, boo?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Verse 3
Abm
Ebm
I could show you how to get it poppin'
Abm
Ruby da Cherry ain't got no option
All these hoes keep fuckin' flockin'
All these hoes tryna give me noggin'
Ebm
Snort a line of heroin then tell
Abm
her she way too toxic
Yeah, I'm slidin' on these bitches
like my feet were made for moppin'
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Abm
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I can't stop it if I wanted to,
Abm
Glock up in my foreign coupe
Scrapin' up the concrete,
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Abm
S500 on them 22's
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Motorola phone when I'm
dialin' up my partner
Abm
Think I'm bein' fol lowed by a fed in an
unmarked Impala
Skrilla, squalla what I'm after,
I get money ho by any means
P- P- Paper chasin' everyday,
I keep them rocks up in my cleats
Cut me with some scissors,
you gon' see how much I fuckin' bleed
But I'll come back with fuckin' tanks
and blow your shit to smithereens
Blick on me, click on me,
G59 the fuckin set
$uicide 'til death, I'll yell it,
pokin' out my fuckin' chest
Live from the 5, put the 0 behind the 4
Make a point before the numbers
just to let you bitches know
I got five killers and they
all down to fuckin' ride
I can call on any of 'em,
if you down to fuckin' die
Walk it how I talk it, bitch,
and I ain't got no fuckin' lisp
Whisper my forbidden name and
give my hand a fuckin' kiss
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Out- Out- Out the mud, out the mist,
Ruby take the form of shadows
Abm
Ebm
Fol low me back to the gates of hell,
Abm
we regroup at the gallows
Ebm
I can smell the scent of blood and I
can smell the scent of piss
Abm
Leave your body rot tin',
lock your soul up in the black abyss
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Abm
Verse 4
Ebm
Blick on me, click on me,
Abm
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Abm
G59 the fuckin' set
$uicide 'til death, I yell it,
pokin' out my fuckin' chest
Blick on me, click on me,
G59 the fuckin' set
No- No- No- Northside, Grey the gang,
Second World, Eastern Bloc
Northside, Grey the gang, Second World,
Eastern Bloc
$uicide 'til death,
I yell it, pokin' out my fuckin' chest

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