The Trillest

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If they wanna go to war, well let's take 'em to war
Chords :

                G
You niggas gon' feel this
            Em
La la, la la, la la
                G
You niggas gon' feel this
             Em
La la, la la, la la
                     Am
You fucking with the trillest
              D
La la, la la, la la
               G
You niggas gon' feel this
          Em
La la, la la, la la

                   G
Fuck niggas always get this shit bad
                   Em
Best friend wanna stab you in the back
            G
Ridin' round town, sellin' whip weight
            Em
Gotta keep going til I get straight
                        Am
Last night they pulled another body out the lake
                                   D
We got some zombies out here wanna eat a nigga face
          G
Gotta stay real nigga, can't fake
          Em
Niggas got beef with a straight face
             G
Can't have no stick, no extendo
                   Em
Nigga want to go to war, holla 10-4
                  G
Baby mama fuckin niggas strappin' up the street
                        Em
Blow you seein', all the traffic breakin' down a ki
                Am
If you got a pistol, better hold it up nigga
                         D
And you better keep it with you for these fuck niggas
                G
Say you wanna kilo, gotta pay tax
            Em
Nigga kill P-Nut, here come the pay back

I'm lookin' in your eyes, and it's all fake
Niggas in the prison, killin' over corn flakes
Time to get a new Benz, but I'm gon' wait
'Til the feds give my dawg his new release date
Young mogul, but a nigga came from the mud
Say a prayer, pray my son will never be a thug
Came up with a plan nigga, I'm a mastermind
Richest nigga in the hood, I ain't hard to find
Swear to god, on 'em all, nigga self made
And I got a lotta bitches cause I'm well paid
Lord take it, I'm sure to show my war wounds
Gave a million to my dawgs like it's dog food
Real niggas known to do the real thing
Standing on 15th , 'bout 15
AR-15 come and get me
And I know my real niggas gon' miss me

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