Chords for Askari Turf - Alligator (Official Video)
Tempo:
75 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I've been acting bad, then I'm a motherfucker What you know about them boys talking that kichi colors?
Been close with the alligators, better not make me feed them some
Yeah, the niggas speak the battle turf, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, is that no fucking statement?
Nigga, where I'm from, they don't taste cheddar, bitch, we make the bacon
These niggas raps and y'all respect them, cause they pay for chasing
Money don't make you real, boy Money make niggas squeal, boy
Money make niggas kill, boy Young nigga fresh off 209 doing dirt inside
of the bill, boy Bro, we ask the paramore, cause he on the pills,
boy They say, turf, why you got that nigga killed,
boy?
What the fuck you talking about?
I don't even know y'all little boys You don't even see my 380, but I bet you
hear that little talk Nigga thinking I'm slipping lately, I had that
baby bitch on me Bro, I leave this house, make sure the scrap
was tucked up I've been acting bad, then I'm a motherfucker
What you know about them boys talking that kichi colors?
Been close with the alligators, better not make me feed them some
Yeah, the niggas speak the battle turf, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, is that no fucking statement?
Nigga, where I from, it don't taste cheddar, bitch, we making it bacon
These niggas ratcheting, y'all respect them cause they paper chasing
Mob shit, a secret society like fucking Mason Murder man off the making, messed up like
fucking Jason These niggas keep their tails tucked, wouldn't
even know he banging We been doing half-stuck, these niggas know
we crazy You might know my song, bitch, but you don't
know me, baby Way before the rap shit, ask niggas about
all them phones we taking I only took that nigga Glock because I know
he faking I'm so glad I found God walking on the road
to Satan Cause I know I done broke the Ten Commandments
But I know half of y'all niggas on some flam shit
Rap niggas capping, he ain't never let the glam hit
I seen niggas y'all been gangsta, turn a bitch in panic
And I don't hate on that nigga, but I just don't understand it
How the fuck you be so flam, got all these hoes thinking you sad?
A lot of y'all niggas in the city, took my flow, but you can have it
Sick ghetto bitch, I like my bitch stretchy She don't like her last nigga, he too sassy
I'm one of a kind nigga, you can't match me
Yeah, you know I'ma shine like the sun to take me
Before I leave this house, make sure the scrap was tucked up
I've been acting bad, then I'll motherfucker
What you know about them boys talking that kichi color?
Be close with the alligator, better not make me feed him some
Yeah, them niggas speak the battle terms, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, inside no fucking statement
Nigga, where I'm from, they don't taste cheddar, bitch, we make the bacon
These niggas rats and y'all respect them cause they paper tasting
Been close with the alligators, better not make me feed them some
Yeah, the niggas speak the battle turf, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, is that no fucking statement?
Nigga, where I'm from, they don't taste cheddar, bitch, we make the bacon
These niggas raps and y'all respect them, cause they pay for chasing
Money don't make you real, boy Money make niggas squeal, boy
Money make niggas kill, boy Young nigga fresh off 209 doing dirt inside
of the bill, boy Bro, we ask the paramore, cause he on the pills,
boy They say, turf, why you got that nigga killed,
boy?
What the fuck you talking about?
I don't even know y'all little boys You don't even see my 380, but I bet you
hear that little talk Nigga thinking I'm slipping lately, I had that
baby bitch on me Bro, I leave this house, make sure the scrap
was tucked up I've been acting bad, then I'm a motherfucker
What you know about them boys talking that kichi colors?
Been close with the alligators, better not make me feed them some
Yeah, the niggas speak the battle turf, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, is that no fucking statement?
Nigga, where I from, it don't taste cheddar, bitch, we making it bacon
These niggas ratcheting, y'all respect them cause they paper chasing
Mob shit, a secret society like fucking Mason Murder man off the making, messed up like
fucking Jason These niggas keep their tails tucked, wouldn't
even know he banging We been doing half-stuck, these niggas know
we crazy You might know my song, bitch, but you don't
know me, baby Way before the rap shit, ask niggas about
all them phones we taking I only took that nigga Glock because I know
he faking I'm so glad I found God walking on the road
to Satan Cause I know I done broke the Ten Commandments
But I know half of y'all niggas on some flam shit
Rap niggas capping, he ain't never let the glam hit
I seen niggas y'all been gangsta, turn a bitch in panic
And I don't hate on that nigga, but I just don't understand it
How the fuck you be so flam, got all these hoes thinking you sad?
A lot of y'all niggas in the city, took my flow, but you can have it
Sick ghetto bitch, I like my bitch stretchy She don't like her last nigga, he too sassy
I'm one of a kind nigga, you can't match me
Yeah, you know I'ma shine like the sun to take me
Before I leave this house, make sure the scrap was tucked up
I've been acting bad, then I'll motherfucker
What you know about them boys talking that kichi color?
Be close with the alligator, better not make me feed him some
Yeah, them niggas speak the battle terms, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, inside no fucking statement
Nigga, where I'm from, they don't taste cheddar, bitch, we make the bacon
These niggas rats and y'all respect them cause they paper tasting
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_ _ I've been acting bad, then I'm a motherfucker What you know about them boys talking that kichi colors?
Been close with the alligators, better not make me feed them some
Yeah, the niggas speak the battle turf, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, is that no fucking statement?
Nigga, where I'm from, they don't taste cheddar, bitch, we make the bacon
These niggas raps and y'all respect them, cause they pay for chasing
Money don't make you real, boy Money make niggas squeal, boy
Money make niggas kill, boy Young nigga fresh off 209 doing dirt inside
of the bill, boy Bro, we ask the paramore, cause he on the pills,
boy They say, turf, why you got that nigga killed,
boy?
What the fuck you talking about?
I don't even know y'all little boys You don't even see my 380, but I bet you
hear that little talk Nigga thinking I'm slipping lately, I had that
baby bitch on me Bro, I leave this house, make sure the scrap
was tucked up I've been acting bad, then I'm a motherfucker
What you know about them boys talking that kichi colors?
Been close with the alligators, better not make me feed them some
Yeah, the niggas speak the battle turf, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, is that no fucking statement?
Nigga, where I from, it don't taste cheddar, bitch, we making it bacon
These niggas ratcheting, y'all respect them cause they paper chasing
Mob shit, a secret society like fucking Mason Murder man off the making, messed up like
fucking Jason These niggas keep their tails tucked, wouldn't
even know he banging We been doing half-stuck, these niggas know
we crazy You might know my song, bitch, but you don't
know me, baby Way before the rap shit, ask niggas about
all them phones we taking I only took that nigga Glock because I know
he faking I'm so glad I found God walking on the road
to Satan _ Cause I know I done broke the Ten Commandments
But I know half of y'all niggas on some flam shit
Rap niggas capping, he ain't never let the glam hit
I seen niggas y'all been gangsta, turn a bitch in panic
And I don't hate on that nigga, but I just don't understand it
How the fuck you be so flam, got all these hoes thinking you sad?
A lot of y'all niggas in the city, took my flow, but you can have it
Sick ghetto bitch, I like my bitch stretchy She don't like her last nigga, he too sassy
I'm one of a kind nigga, you can't match me
Yeah, you know I'ma shine like the sun to take me
Before I leave this house, make sure the scrap was tucked up
I've been acting bad, then I'll motherfucker
What you know about them boys talking that kichi color?
Be close with the alligator, better not make me feed him some
Yeah, them niggas speak the battle terms, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, inside no fucking statement
Nigga, where I'm from, they don't taste cheddar, bitch, we make the bacon
These niggas rats and y'all respect them cause they paper tasting _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ I've been acting bad, then I'm a motherfucker What you know about them boys talking that kichi colors?
Been close with the alligators, better not make me feed them some
Yeah, the niggas speak the battle turf, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, is that no fucking statement?
Nigga, where I'm from, they don't taste cheddar, bitch, we make the bacon
These niggas raps and y'all respect them, cause they pay for chasing
Money don't make you real, boy Money make niggas squeal, boy
Money make niggas kill, boy Young nigga fresh off 209 doing dirt inside
of the bill, boy Bro, we ask the paramore, cause he on the pills,
boy They say, turf, why you got that nigga killed,
boy?
What the fuck you talking about?
I don't even know y'all little boys You don't even see my 380, but I bet you
hear that little talk Nigga thinking I'm slipping lately, I had that
baby bitch on me Bro, I leave this house, make sure the scrap
was tucked up I've been acting bad, then I'm a motherfucker
What you know about them boys talking that kichi colors?
Been close with the alligators, better not make me feed them some
Yeah, the niggas speak the battle turf, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, is that no fucking statement?
Nigga, where I from, it don't taste cheddar, bitch, we making it bacon
These niggas ratcheting, y'all respect them cause they paper chasing
Mob shit, a secret society like fucking Mason Murder man off the making, messed up like
fucking Jason These niggas keep their tails tucked, wouldn't
even know he banging We been doing half-stuck, these niggas know
we crazy You might know my song, bitch, but you don't
know me, baby Way before the rap shit, ask niggas about
all them phones we taking I only took that nigga Glock because I know
he faking I'm so glad I found God walking on the road
to Satan _ Cause I know I done broke the Ten Commandments
But I know half of y'all niggas on some flam shit
Rap niggas capping, he ain't never let the glam hit
I seen niggas y'all been gangsta, turn a bitch in panic
And I don't hate on that nigga, but I just don't understand it
How the fuck you be so flam, got all these hoes thinking you sad?
A lot of y'all niggas in the city, took my flow, but you can have it
Sick ghetto bitch, I like my bitch stretchy She don't like her last nigga, he too sassy
I'm one of a kind nigga, you can't match me
Yeah, you know I'ma shine like the sun to take me
Before I leave this house, make sure the scrap was tucked up
I've been acting bad, then I'll motherfucker
What you know about them boys talking that kichi color?
Be close with the alligator, better not make me feed him some
Yeah, them niggas speak the battle terms, you must be fucking hating
You ain't never seen my fucking name, inside no fucking statement
Nigga, where I'm from, they don't taste cheddar, bitch, we make the bacon
These niggas rats and y'all respect them cause they paper tasting _ _ _ _ _
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