Chords for Asme x Sticky - Gangster Syndrom (officiell video)

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[F#m] _ What the hell are [Bm] you doing?
No such thing as [F#m] a fuck up
When you're walking [C#m] like a [Bm] hooker or something
Can you even turn [F#m] on a bell?
He's so blind in [Bm] his trickery
Why can't you get out of [F#m] here fast?
Your brother runs like [C#m] a rickshaw, [Bm] but the guy is [F#m] always in the way
In the way
[D] When you're jealous, they want to help [F#m] you
When you're angry, they want to help [C#m] you
Two [Bm] bells, like a fire, thank you
[F#m] Ah, man, you're the one who [G#] would get a shock
If my brother took out a bell [F#m] or something
My brother [A] is a [Bm] bartender
I don't do [F#m] drinks, it's just shots
It's just shots, [D] J5 and Ledur, just [F#m] clocks
Seeking money in the eye of [E] the horse
[D] Sick of asthma, they just want [F#m]
us
Have a gangsta syndrome
Nine millimeters in my [Bm] lobe
You know, all the time, [F#m] the gyms are just for meeting someone
Don't sit in the corner if you [Bm] think you're too far
When you sit low, [F#m] you go forward and sweat
A little panic when you [D] start shooting
It can be [F#m] stressful, you just calm
A little dull, but just [Bm] focus
Your misery is bad and easy [F#m] to deal with
Why do [Bm] you support Sanka?
Sanka, [F#m] give him a death sentence
White [Bm] snobby, Betty
Call the whore, [F#m] she supports me
Stop being [Bm] a whore
Ah, I'm not [F#m] a whore in your head, bro
He's [Bm] dead now, he's gonna turn into a [F#m] milkshake
It's the drilling, killing season
[D] My music is loud, when [F#m] I'm in the car
I don't know if you thought I [D] knew the feeling
Ratta, [F#m] ratta, ratta, like a showman
Believe [D] in me
Ratta, [F#m] fine, I think I'm a zigzag
On stage [Bm] and in front of the mirror
Many [F#m] men wish they were me
Is it a strip pull-up, let [Bm] it go
Do a [F#] gangsta, we're too speed
We can box, there's [Bm] no creep
No lame, [F#m] we want to have a car
But we take a life, no [D] cap, not a child in [F#m] war
Not everything you want, you want
Even [D] if you're a whore, we don't take your
_ [F#] Have a [F#m] gangsta syndrome
Nine millimeters [C#m] in my [Bm] head
Now I'm a client, give [F#m] me a batter from someone
Don't sit high if you think [Bm] you're too far
When you sit low, you go forward and sweat
A little panic [C#m] when you [D] start shooting
It can be stressful, [F#m] you just calm
A lot of stupidity, but just [D] focus
There's a lot of light in your teeth
This is [C#m] no [Bm] need, when he's not going [F#m] to get your reward
Why [Bm] support, Sanka, Koke, give him [F#m] a bet
We take [F#m] a [Bm] snow car, he kicks off three in [F#m] his head
His brother is [Bm] dead, he later became [F#] a muncher
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