Chords for C Blu - Armageddon (Official Video) (Shot By CPD Films)
Tempo:
149.7 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [C#]
You got shot twice and do a thing.
You got shot too and do a thing.
You ask me why I didn't [G#] mention my gig.
I said we wouldn't [C#] let it rain.
I'm not a cousin for the pain.
We'll go top.
I've been in every dick, so I'll spit it [G#] for weeks.
You know from my pain.
[C#]
I put up a gig.
[A] [C#]
I'ma get back to your brother and tell Judy I'm smoking pop
Got GK send him up to Doc and now they all smoke him a lot
Domino can't put up in a box Niggas dying they meant to just do
All in the net acting like they cool Tell the truth you ain't tryna slide
You ain't gotta ride you ain't letting fly
No hips I don't like to dance 30 in my pants gotta let it blip
All that shit bitch I hit it with my mitts Block your dick with low key effects
Say what you want I never ever break I shot she got the still up on the stand
Suck a dick she do it with no hands Pitch the fish she call me blue Picasso
On the 4th looking for the bottles Catch me I eye through em like Doug
Niggas [A] bitches bubbles in the tub I heard you skate you like it in the [C#] butt
Make it box like you ain't get shot Stop making just try to spin up on a block
Niggas diss the desk stay irrelevant Niggas buy if you just stay ahead of it
All your bitch sick I'm on medicine All these stupid knock her on the street
We smoke fries I'll play them in the V GK bust his ass bitch a thot
He with his kid fucking Mally flop No remorse what you meant to des any way
that you see him fill him up with lead I'm on time and got slotted
Friends I bust see I put him right to bed Mom's pussy all them men's is dead
Rob Wayne he got thugs Shots to the head
Woo Naughty dummy Matt They got poked now they dead
Before [G#] rapping nigga I was clapping Nigga better ask what I did in the [C#] streets
Searching for opps I guess I'll go seek On that [G#] block Mr.
38
Dumping that [A] opps I ain't leaving no trace Face shot how he still [C#] alive
They know how we get when they try no lie First gun I had it with the thief
CJ's [G#] up I had to cop a nine I'm in Harlem y'all you hear the [C#] rhyme
El Skino that slime Broke in the world dumping white rhyme
[G#] [C#]
You got shot twice and do a thing.
You got shot too and do a thing.
You ask me why I didn't [G#] mention my gig.
I said we wouldn't [C#] let it rain.
I'm not a cousin for the pain.
We'll go top.
I've been in every dick, so I'll spit it [G#] for weeks.
You know from my pain.
[C#]
I put up a gig.
[A] [C#]
I'ma get back to your brother and tell Judy I'm smoking pop
Got GK send him up to Doc and now they all smoke him a lot
Domino can't put up in a box Niggas dying they meant to just do
All in the net acting like they cool Tell the truth you ain't tryna slide
You ain't gotta ride you ain't letting fly
No hips I don't like to dance 30 in my pants gotta let it blip
All that shit bitch I hit it with my mitts Block your dick with low key effects
Say what you want I never ever break I shot she got the still up on the stand
Suck a dick she do it with no hands Pitch the fish she call me blue Picasso
On the 4th looking for the bottles Catch me I eye through em like Doug
Niggas [A] bitches bubbles in the tub I heard you skate you like it in the [C#] butt
Make it box like you ain't get shot Stop making just try to spin up on a block
Niggas diss the desk stay irrelevant Niggas buy if you just stay ahead of it
All your bitch sick I'm on medicine All these stupid knock her on the street
We smoke fries I'll play them in the V GK bust his ass bitch a thot
He with his kid fucking Mally flop No remorse what you meant to des any way
that you see him fill him up with lead I'm on time and got slotted
Friends I bust see I put him right to bed Mom's pussy all them men's is dead
Rob Wayne he got thugs Shots to the head
Woo Naughty dummy Matt They got poked now they dead
Before [G#] rapping nigga I was clapping Nigga better ask what I did in the [C#] streets
Searching for opps I guess I'll go seek On that [G#] block Mr.
38
Dumping that [A] opps I ain't leaving no trace Face shot how he still [C#] alive
They know how we get when they try no lie First gun I had it with the thief
CJ's [G#] up I had to cop a nine I'm in Harlem y'all you hear the [C#] rhyme
El Skino that slime Broke in the world dumping white rhyme
[G#] [C#]
Key:
C#
G#
A
C#
G#
A
C#
G#
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You got shot twice and do a thing.
You got shot too and do a thing.
You ask me why I didn't [G#] mention my gig.
I said we wouldn't [C#] let it rain.
I'm not a cousin for the pain.
We'll go top.
I've been in every dick, so I'll spit it [G#] for weeks.
You know from my pain.
_ _ [C#]
I put up a gig. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [C#]
I'ma get _ _ _ _ _ _ _ back to your brother and tell Judy I'm smoking pop
Got GK send him up to Doc and now they all smoke him a lot
Domino can't put up in a box Niggas dying they meant to just do
All in the net acting like they cool Tell the truth you ain't tryna slide
You ain't gotta ride you ain't letting fly _ _ _
No hips I don't like to dance 30 in my pants gotta let it blip
All that shit bitch I hit it with my mitts Block your dick with low key effects
Say what you want I never ever break I shot she got the still up on the stand
Suck a dick she do it with no hands Pitch the fish she call me blue Picasso
On the 4th looking for the bottles Catch me I eye through em like Doug
Niggas [A] bitches bubbles in the tub I heard you skate you like it in the [C#] butt
Make it box like you ain't get shot Stop making just try to spin up on a block
Niggas diss the desk stay irrelevant Niggas buy if you just stay ahead of it
All your bitch sick I'm on medicine All these stupid knock her on the street
We smoke fries I'll play them in the V GK bust his ass bitch a thot
He with his kid fucking Mally flop No remorse what you meant to des any way
that you see him fill him up with lead I'm on time and got slotted
Friends I bust see I put him right to bed Mom's pussy all them men's is dead
Rob Wayne he got thugs _ Shots to the head
Woo Naughty dummy Matt They got poked now they dead
Before [G#] rapping nigga I was clapping Nigga better ask what I did in the [C#] streets
Searching for opps I guess I'll go seek On that [G#] block Mr.
38
Dumping that [A] opps I ain't leaving no trace Face shot how he still [C#] alive
They know how we get when they try no lie First gun I had it with the thief
CJ's [G#] up I had to cop a nine I'm in Harlem y'all you hear the [C#] rhyme
El Skino that slime Broke in the world dumping white rhyme
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[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
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_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
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You got shot twice and do a thing.
You got shot too and do a thing.
You ask me why I didn't [G#] mention my gig.
I said we wouldn't [C#] let it rain.
I'm not a cousin for the pain.
We'll go top.
I've been in every dick, so I'll spit it [G#] for weeks.
You know from my pain.
_ _ [C#]
I put up a gig. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [C#]
I'ma get _ _ _ _ _ _ _ back to your brother and tell Judy I'm smoking pop
Got GK send him up to Doc and now they all smoke him a lot
Domino can't put up in a box Niggas dying they meant to just do
All in the net acting like they cool Tell the truth you ain't tryna slide
You ain't gotta ride you ain't letting fly _ _ _
No hips I don't like to dance 30 in my pants gotta let it blip
All that shit bitch I hit it with my mitts Block your dick with low key effects
Say what you want I never ever break I shot she got the still up on the stand
Suck a dick she do it with no hands Pitch the fish she call me blue Picasso
On the 4th looking for the bottles Catch me I eye through em like Doug
Niggas [A] bitches bubbles in the tub I heard you skate you like it in the [C#] butt
Make it box like you ain't get shot Stop making just try to spin up on a block
Niggas diss the desk stay irrelevant Niggas buy if you just stay ahead of it
All your bitch sick I'm on medicine All these stupid knock her on the street
We smoke fries I'll play them in the V GK bust his ass bitch a thot
He with his kid fucking Mally flop No remorse what you meant to des any way
that you see him fill him up with lead I'm on time and got slotted
Friends I bust see I put him right to bed Mom's pussy all them men's is dead
Rob Wayne he got thugs _ Shots to the head
Woo Naughty dummy Matt They got poked now they dead
Before [G#] rapping nigga I was clapping Nigga better ask what I did in the [C#] streets
Searching for opps I guess I'll go seek On that [G#] block Mr.
38
Dumping that [A] opps I ain't leaving no trace Face shot how he still [C#] alive
They know how we get when they try no lie First gun I had it with the thief
CJ's [G#] up I had to cop a nine I'm in Harlem y'all you hear the [C#] rhyme
El Skino that slime Broke in the world dumping white rhyme
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[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
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