Kill yourselfによるコード
Timbaland
Timbaland

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キー: C# minor
Verse 1
F
F
Gm
Gm
Get out
Get out!
You can't be in here
Cm
Cm
You have to get out
I implore you
Gm
Gm
Please
Please
Cm
Cm
You're all going to
die down here
F
F
Gm
Gm
Verse 2
[Timbaland]
It's life or death
Cm
Cm
Either one
The king is back
Take heed and run
F
F
I piss and take a shit on
Gm
Gm
your beat for fun
I killed the game
I ain't even use a gun
Who better than me?
Cm
Cm
Don't make me laugh
I run this shit; they just chase my ass
F
F
I ain't talkin' shit, nigga
Gm
Gm
Just tellin' the facts
I think all the tracks I'm hearin'
from niggas is whack
I be hearin' these niggas
Cm
Cm
What they say in they rhymes
I took my spot; nobody
Adim
Adim
gave me mine
F
F
I make the beats that boom
Gm
Gm
boom boom in they trunks
You disagree,
homey? Then go on and jump
You can bump your gum
Cm
Cm
You can say what you want
That's all you gon' do 'cause
you niggas is punks
F
F
I'm number one; you ain't noth
Gm
Gm
in' but shit
When they need a hit,
I would become to get
Cm
Cm
Talk to me
Verse 3
Cm
Cm
[Chorus]
If you got love for me,
Adim
Adim
Gm
Gm
I got love for you
If you don't fuck wit' me,
Cm
Cm
I won't fuck wit' you
We can do it however you wanna
Adim
Adim
Gm
Gm
do
Nigga, if you don't fuck wit' me,
I won't fuck wit' you
Go on ahead
Cm
Cm
Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself
Go on, kill yourself,
F
F
Gm
Gm
kill yourself, kill yourself
If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself
Cm
Cm
Go on, kill yourself, kill yourself,
kill yourself
Go on, kill yourself,
Gm
Gm
kill yourself, kill yourself
If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself
Verse 4
Gm
Gm
I'm tired of niggas
Cm
Cm
Niggas is tired
You ain't a G
F
F
I see bitch in your eyes
If you close to me
Gm
Gm
You supposed to be
But most of you rap niggas
is hos to me
Wherever you from
Cm
Cm
The question I ask
Is do you think I give a fuck?
Riddle me that
F
F
'Cause in my hood,
Gm
Gm
and you jump into hell and back
This industry shit - to hell wit' that
Cm
Cm
I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go
I doubt if you can show me somethin'
I ain't seen before
Adim
Adim
Who supposed to be in charge?
Gm
Gm
I need to know
When I shake your hand,
I'm a step on your toe
Cm
Cm
Go get ya gun, go get ya click
I'm a be right here chillin'
wit' yo' bitch
Adim
Adim
You mad at me 'cause
Gm
Gm
I'm gettin' rich
Well, put the pistol to your
head and empty the clip
Interlude 1
Pop, nigga!
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Adim
Adim
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Adim
Adim
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
F
F
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Verse 5
Gm
Gm
[Chorus]
See my heart
Feel my pain
Cm
Cm
F
F
Some is stars, some is lames
How they follow little trends
Gm
Gm
to get they fame
I ain't snappin' my damn fingers
to get in the game
You claim you rich
Show me, son
If you got so many
Cm
Cm
F
F
dollas, then loan me one
Fools think they killas - they own
Gm
Gm
a gun
When you know you 'bout
as sweet as a honey bun
Cm
Cm
Trash your broads behind a bar
Like you dat dude frontin'
Adim
Adim
hard
Gm
Gm
VIP bands don't make you a star
Like we really still don't know
who the fuck you are
Don't talk behind my back,
Cm
Cm
just call me nigga
Move my heart to the side
Make room to forgive ya
Adim
Adim
F
F
If you still wanna hang
Gm
Gm
We'll come to get ya
Put the rope around your neck and jump,
Cm
Cm
my nigga!
Verse 6
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
You're all going to die down here
Get out
Get out
Cm
Cm
F
F
You can't be in here
Gm
Gm
You're all going to die down here
Outro 1
Cm
Cm
Adim
Adim
F
F
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm

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