Flodgin' Akkorde von
$Uicideboy$
$Uicideboy$

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Tonart: G# minor
Intro 1
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C
Am
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Verse 1
C
Am
Pistol to the head,
C
Am
of these niggas that be acting fake
Pistol to the head,
C
of these niggas that be acting fake
Am
Pistol to the head,
C
Am
of these niggas that be act ing fake
Pistol to the head,
C
Am
of these niggas that be act ing fake
Pistol to the head,
C
Am
of these niggas that be acting fake
Pistol to the head,
C
Am
of these niggas that be act ing fake
Verse 2
Am
I want a supersized suicide Slick,
he told me, "do or die"
I did it, now I'm dead
C
Am
Didn't even have to use any lead
C
Now my bed is soaked in blood,
Am
red stuff seeping out my head
C
'Cause I was thinking how I never
Am
have cheddar to shred
C
Grey 59 put slime in your fine dime
Am
Met her in person, she better in bed
Grabbed my sweater and left
Guess I spread her to death
C
No more breath in her chest
Am
Just the sweat on her breasts
C
Body stuffed in the trunk
of my 'Vette
Am
Oddy Nuff got the shotty tucked
up under his head
Sloppy cuts on my neck
Copycats try to copy cuts
Now they dead
G 59, we tryna die
C
Fucking shine because the
flame keep burning bright
Am
Throw that body in the pile,
C
Am
and call it a night
Verse 3
Pistol to the head,
C
of these niggas that be acting fake
Am
Pistol to the head,
C
of these niggas that be acting fake
Am
Pistol to the head,
C
of these niggas that be acting fake
Am
Pistol to the head,
C
Am
of these niggas that be acting fake
Pistol to the head,
C
Am
of these niggas that be acting fake
C
SAMCRO with the blade, get a mayhem vote
Verse 4
C
Funny how the shade's never
thrown when you broke
Am
Taking dope to the face,
then I turn to a ghost
C
The haters, the bitches,
they come by the dozen
Am
The ly in', the snitchin', I'm
never gonna fuck with them
C
Pussy, you smell,
Am
like your homies been fucking you
Run up, get done up
C
Am
I'm dreaming about cutting you
It's the Yung Scarecrow with
C
the ink on my body
Am
Got Oddy right behind me,
C
and he gripping that Tommy
Am
I got the shotty, and I'm aiming
C
right to your fucking dome
Am
Invasions in your home
Hope you live alone
No, I can't be fucking with no
C
Am
motherfucking flodgers
That junkie motherfucker got pre
C
Am
scriptions like a doctor
Take 100 blunts to my
C
Am
motherfuckin' face
Pistol to the head of these
C
bitches that be actin fake
Verse 5
Am
Pistol to the head,
C
of these niggas that be acting fake
Am
Pistol to the head,
C
Am
of these niggas that be acting fake
Pistol to the head,
C
of these niggas that be acting fake
Am
Pistol to the head, of these niggas
that be acting fake
Pistol to the head, of these
C
niggas that be acting fake

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