Perfect Executionによるコード
Krayzie Bone

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キー: G# minor

Verse 1
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Dead dead dead dead
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Gb 
Kill kill kill em all
Bbm 
Kill (leave em lyir  cally)
Dead dead dead dead
Ab 
Gb 
Kill kill kill em all
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Kill (leave em lyir  cally)
Dead dead dead dead
Ab 
Kill kill kill em all
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F 
Die die die, die, die, die, die

Verse 2
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(Get em!)
When I hit em with the rythem nigga
chill em to the bone
I kill em with a lyric n them
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niggas gettin' gone
I can never finish a song,
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F 
Ebm 
cause the competition never hold on    that long
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Flow faster than the minutes
go on my phone
He wicked lyrical criminal, I'm on my own
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F 
The sickest individual,
ya'll might know'I'm
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I blow a niggas mouth out,
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all I show em, is I'm a monster
beast, runnin' through like the Nephalif
Fm 
N I'm fuckin' up the best'a them
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OK nigga, let's pretend that you a bullet proof vest,
F 
Ebm 
n I'm an automatic weapon then
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N that chest you call yourself
protectin' is your title
F 
But when I'm releasing this heat,
Fm 
it's vi  tal, ya die
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Goin' against me is suicidal
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Kray psycho like Michael
Ehh hee
Comin' back like I just
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sold a sack on the 99
Drive by n I kill em with words, bloody,
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Bbm 
a mess  all over the curb
Murda mo some mo, hit em hard,
get em all, kill em all
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Hit the nigga in the heart
for having a thought
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then hit'em in the brain for
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thinkin' he can hang

Verse 3
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Perfect eecution, last assassination
F 
Fm 
Murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda mo,
Ebm 
Bbm 
murda
(Killa, killa)
F 
Perfect eecution, last assassination
Fm 
Ebm 
Murda mo, murda mo, murdamo, murda mo,
Bbm 
murda
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
F 
Fm 
Murda mo,
Ebm 
murda mo, murda mo, murdamo, murda
(Killa, killa)
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F 
Perfect eecution, last assassination
Fm 
Murda mo,
Ebm 
murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda
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(Killa, killa) I told  ya'll I was
about to get it crackin'
keepin' the blaze,
can't fade Krayzie Jackson
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Fm 
Creep with the AK, straight aimed exactly
Enter the brain,
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bang  bang stained with platinum
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A magnum for hit records,
treck a nigga like Manning
No floss,
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F 
so believe that'cha seen whut'cha saw
Fm 
so raw, make ya broad
Ebm 
wanna get   naked
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Cause I spit that fire, dawg,
hot heat ta burn ya
Had to take a little bitta me ta learn ya
Fm 
If anybody really got beef than stroll up
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n sho'  fun they gonn' get
broke n rolled up
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Get smoked n folded up
I'm kinda like a 4- 4 just
load me up
F 
(yeah) But when I bust
I'm like a AK- 47
Fm 
Ebm 
Under the dust is what the muthafuckas
reppin', check em
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N ask em how they got
there
Leathaface let the sawed off pop, yeah
Fm 
n make sure all the bullshit stop there
Cause 20 of em verses me still is not fair
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Just not fair

Verse 4
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N always strong to the finish,
never seen a nigga so I'll that's so wicked
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F 
None like me  before
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Nigga feel like you iller than this
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then come get   it

Verse 5
Bbm 
Perfect eecution, last assassination
F 
Fm 
Murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda mo,
Ebm 
Bbm 
murda
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
F 
Fm 
Murda mo,
Ebm 
murda mo, murda mo, murdamo, murda
Bbm 
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
Fm 
Murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda mo,
Ebm 
Bbm 
murda
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
F 
Murda mo,
Fm 
F 
murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
Fm 
Bbm 
Murda mo, murda mo, murda
mo, murda mo, murda
(Killa, killa)

Verse 6
Ab 
Dead dead dead dead
Gb 
Kill kill kill em all
Bbm 
Kill (leave em lyir  cally)
Dead dead dead dead
Ab 
Gb 
Kill kill kill em all
Bbm 
Kill (leave em lyir  cally)
Dead dead dead dead
Ab 
Kill kill kill em all
Gb 
F 
Die die die, die, die, die, die
Bbm 