Chords for ALLBLACK - Road Run (Prod. By DTB) ft. Shoreline Mafia [Official Video]

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_ _ [C#] So,
Say a prayer then I'll roll run and I'll do the same thing when I [F#] load guns.
If [C#] you ain't pulled for, you ain't pulled none.
I'll be out the Molly heavy going [C#m] so done.
I see Cotton Dizzle Xanax, we done sold him
So dark, got the case, he ain't fold once
I see Cotton Dizzle Xanax, [C#] we done sold him
So dark, got the case, he ain't fold once
Bitch, I'm rollin' like a whale, I pop [D#] out with steel
[C#m] How you feel?
Like a [C#] pill, look at me, [D#] the chills
[C#] Gang shit, party fuckin' out your name, bitch
[C#m] Dangerous, don't fuck around, we gon' bang shit
Lame bitch, you ain't talkin' bout no money
I'm off a Percocet, my coffee hella muddy
I'm [C#] hella stingy, she ain't gettin' nothin' from me
Designer [C#m] denim on my peep, the liquor dougie
Ain't no rap shit, my niggas really thuggin'
I get smacked, bitch, them hollies got me bustin'
Off the tux and get the itchin' when I bust it
No discussions, when we fly, the bitch we bustin'
Went through to Mollywood, my body O-Geezy and cool
I'm in the fifth week in the shit, right hand on my tool
I'm high as fuck, I feel like white bro, shot up to school
Hole in my face, throwin' me off, really buzzin' my mood
You out here fuckin' up the game, you beat her, I send her
Talk about her shit, checkin' that dough, I'll never miss dinner
Hit Hollywood lookin' for tricks, I prefer a white [C#] collar
[C#m] All set, gym, murder, I trade, that's a gallon of water
Givin' [C#] out faves, I wolf eat, in [G#m] these foreign plates
[C#m] Hop out that Stola and start [G] clappin' like a [E] David Till beat
I ain't no [G] vegan, bitch, I'ma eat if you say we [G#] got beef
[C#m] I ain't finna run high for shit [D#] that's ain't high to [C#m] go see
I don't forgive, I don't care about the season
The reason them bitches let me to get drunk when I was fightin' them demons
Now they thirsty and wanna slurp me up, drink this semen
No more TOS, [G#m] mean dog, I'm tired of [C#m] preachin' this black
Bitch, I got the [D#] gang with me [C#m] right now
You gon' make me go insane, better pipe down
Really come through snatchin' tanks and ridin' bikes round
And ain't no nigga with me, lame, got that lifestyle
Bitch, you better get to suckin' when the lights out
Make some money doin' something for the pipe, bitch
I'm a dog, let me find out what it's like out
We here raw, fucked around, knock their lights out
Raw bitches got that stick, what you gon' do?
My lil' nigga smoke you
Everybody with me, trap and shoot TOS too
Bitch, talkin' back, I shoot back at your hoe
Bitch, bullets ain't no motherfuckin' nine shells
Every morning I be lookin' for them dime cells
[C#] Crack kills, nigga, no, my crack sell, nigga
Get crack, we sell crack and make gals out
Then I roll run, [C#m] and I do the same thing when I load guns
If you ain't pull for, you ain't pull none
I [C#] be out the Miley heavy goin' so dumb
I see Cotton Thistles in this, we done [C#m] sold them
So dark, I'm the case, he ain't fold once
I see Cotton Thistles [C#] in this, we done sold them
So [C#m] dark, I'm the case, he ain't fold once _ _ _ _ _
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[G#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] Bitch, I'm raw, bitch, I'm raw black, nigga _ _ _ _ _
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