Peel Their Caps Back Akkorde von 
Ice‐t 
N/A
Key: A minor•
Intro 1
Am
F
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
G
Dm
Verse 1
Am
Coolin in my crib,
cold video dubbin
G
FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin
Am
They call that shit a crime?
Yo that shit's a joke
F
Hit re cord on my dope remote
Am
I heard my phone ringin,
I wonder who could it be
F
It was the E, the V, yes the I- L E
Dm
G
He said, "We got static - word,
Am
I just got out
G
Punks tried to move at the club
and we shot out
Am
Bullets everywhere," Okay
what's the prob?
G
"Ink got popped,
Am
he's dead as a doorknob."
You bullshittin! "I ain't fuckin around.
The posse's rollin tonight,
nigga are you down?"
I grabbed my AK, my
16, and my baby Mac
Strapped on my vest,
G
Am
and threw the 9 in the small of my back
I said - Chill, don't let nobody
move without me
Say you know where they are?
G
He said, "I know where
they be"
Am
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
G
Am
Verse 2
Dm
Am
Twelve o'clock midnight,
posse was airtight
Twenty- five cars, under the streetlights
Some people talked, while others cried
G
Ink was a brother,
who shouldn't have died
Am
Then the si lence broke,
Ice what's it gonna be?
38 hard brothers stood and
stared at me
G
Am
There were only two words that I had to say
G
P- A- Y, B- A- C- K
The car's loaded with a silence
that could rape the dead
Pistols clipped as the chamber's
loaded full of lead
F
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
would mean by morning,
Am
somebody else soon would be dead
Verse 3
Let's peel their caps back
F
Am
The cars at the corner like a long black snake
G
Am
Nightprowlin for a life to take
Ya see down in the ghetto it's an
eye for an eye
F
That's the answer to the question why
G
In my throat, there's a lump,
Am
then I swallow it, I ain't no chump
G
Am
Face of Death, then I cocked my pump
I'm a nigga on the trigger,
madder than a pitbull
Just layin for a reason to pull
Dm
Am
on you,
G
Am
any duck motherfucker that gets in my way
G
I'm insane,
and my homeboy's death made me this way
Am
But then we spot him, Evil E shot him
Dead in the face,
G
made sure that he got him
Am
F
Others ran, but no mercy
Am
to the posse's wrath
G
F
Am
Automatic
G
Uzi motherfuckin bloodbath
Am
F
Am
Let's peel their caps back
G
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
Am
F
Am
Verse 4
F
Am
Dm
Then all of a sudden,
Am
a bul let came through my eye
G
My dome ex ploded and I
felt my other brothers die
Am
I drink my blood as I
fell like shit into the street
My corpse stunk like a burnt
out rotten piece of meat
Ten brothers died in this stupid
homicidal binge
Cause whenever someone dies,
nobody wins
But this drama,
you'll never hear a word of
G
cause all the pa per's gonna read
Am
F
is a gang murder
Am
G
Gang
G
Am
murder
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