Chords for 50 Cent - You Should Be Dead

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_ _ _ _ _ and a same-to-rival _ Valentine's Day massacre of the 1920s Chicago, _ Armateo. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Shhh.
I [F#m] rock it, you get to see it.
[N] Rock, rockabye baby.
I'm a block shippy.
[F#m] Rock, rockabye baby.
You should [G#m] be dead by [A#m] now.
Smile, [Bm] but we ain't too much of this [F#m] come round.
[B] With the talent and all of the [C#] rounds.
[G#] In [Bm] my hood, they know I ain't [F#m] dead.
Dead.
[Bm] You should be dead by [A] now.
Smile, but we ain't too [F#m] much of this come round.
With [Bm] the talent and all of the [A] rounds.
In my hood, they [F#m] know I ain't dead.
Dead.
That's your [Bm] team.
On through [A] the beach, paint the sidewalk red with the [F#m] back of your head.
Shoot out to my [Bm] hood like a daily [A] routine.
These niggas come in broad with a [F#m] new head.
I'm a see when the man make [Bm] the show.
And I look to [A] the sky.
If you can cross my heart and [F#m] hope not to die.
Come through sports [Bm] and drama.
Send niggas [A] to the lawn to eat your ass up.
Fuck [F#m] me and Master.
I was given the [G#] gift of life.
From [A] spring to sister, I've been jammed up.
You [F#m] up with the niggas and the race.
Nine [G#] kings, I turned out the [F#m] meanest.
I mean the meanest.
[Bm] Fuck [F#m] with me and you're finished.
[Bm] You should be dead by [A] now.
Smile, but we ain't too much [F#m] of this come round.
With the [Bm] talent and all of the [A] rounds.
In my [E] hood, they know [F#m] I ain't dead.
Dead.
[Bm] You should be dead by [A] now.
Smile, but [E] we ain't too much [F#m] of this come round.
With the [Bm] talent and all of the [F#m] rounds.
In my [Bm] hood, they know [F#m] I ain't dead.
I'm an old man.
I spend my [Bm] debts when I owe a nigga [A] loads.
Got an awesome little infantry and [F#m] niggas to put.
Go ahead.
You got [Bm] on me, get done with it. It's [A] nothing.
I chase a nigga down and touch him, [F#m] catch him and bust him.
Bitch, get out the [Bm] way the baby and watch me.
[A] I wear the nigga like a hydrant on a [F#m] hot summer day.
But you can catch me in May.
[Bm] Riding around with the cane.
[A] Better watch what you say.
We'll get it [F#m] popping in the heat.
I make it hot around [Bm] here.
I call the shots around [F#m] here.
I have a nigga, Trey Hawk, in top down here.
Mr.
Man, I'm broke, [Bm] honest.
I'm cool and shed a few.
[A] And everything under [C#] the hood, I'm trying [F#m] to drip the bitch outside.
You [Bm] should be dead by [A] now.
Smile, but we ain't too much of [F#m] this come round.
With the [Bm] talent and all of the [A] rounds.
In my [Bm] hood, they know [F#m] I ain't dead.
I'm an old man.
You [Bm] should be dead by [A] now.
Smile, but [F#m] we ain't too much of this come round.
With the [Bm] talent and all of the [F#m] rounds.
In my hood, they know I ain't dead. _ _
[Bm] I'm here to tell [A] you that services are no [F#m] longer needed in the community. _ _
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