Perfect Executionによるコード
Krayzie Bone

N/A

キー: G# minor

Verse 1
Cm 
Dead dead dead dead
Bb 
Ab 
Kill kill kill em all
Cm 
Kill (leave em lyircally)
Dead dead dead dead
Bb 
Ab 
Kill kill kill em all
Cm 
Kill (leave em lyircally)
Dead dead dead dead
Bb 
Kill kill kill em all
Ab 
G 
Die die die, die, die, die, die

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

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

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

Verse 5
Cm 
Perfect eecution, last assassination
G 
Gm 
Murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda mo,
Fm 
Cm 
murda
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
G 
Gm 
Murda mo,
Fm 
murda mo, murda mo, murdamo, murda
Cm 
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
Gm 
Murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda mo,
Fm 
Cm 
murda
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
G 
Murda mo,
Gm 
G 
murda mo, murda mo, murda mo, murda
(Killa, killa)
Perfect eecution, last assassination
Gm 
Cm 
Murda mo, murda mo, murda
mo, murda mo, murda
(Killa, killa)

Verse 6
Bb 
Dead dead dead dead
Ab 
Kill kill kill em all
Cm 
Kill (leave em lyircally)
Dead dead dead dead
Bb 
Ab 
Kill kill kill em all
Cm 
Kill (leave em lyircally)
Dead dead dead dead
Bb 
Kill kill kill em all
Ab 
G 
Die die die, die, die, die, die
Cm 