Chords for Delinguent Habits-Return Of The Tres (Total Overdose Soundtrack)

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_ _ _ _ _ got the whole crowd anointed.
[Am] Chicken one eyes kept me sweating a lot.
I can't hear them words fly.
Keep the [E] gleam in your eye.
Con mucho rum all on time.
Let the home blow.
Gas through the pedal like metal at a [F] corn show.
[Am] The rhyme rocker with a shit load of flack.
I'd rather make it break the rhythm
till there's [E] no more blah blah.
So me ba-blah-blah.
Fero moves it high high.
That includes all who goes to see la-la.
[Am] Who do the cha-cha.
Ruka call me baba.
What OK for action [E] hunt?
I show my yana.
Y'all find my hat crash and whip fast.
City night bright like an Earth's night.
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[Am] Que onda muchacho.
Arriba las manos.
Caballo moreno.
[E] Penetra tu barrio.
Making you but no las perro rock.
Back frente.
Grrr.
That's it again.
Esto pa' la [A] gente.
Like chancasos.
Deep like flegadasos.
Still got the coke and [E] rum and flex the vlasos.
Then I hit you from a different angle.
Lake sweet cheap shot.
Bird shit straight cop.
Soy el [Am] plan pistolero guerrero.
Don't be afraid of that.
A matter of fact I got like [E] 10,000 maniacs.
In the cloud on a very good night.
But keep it hype for a fashion attack.
To get the [F] fetty like [Am] that.
Tronica en el aire.
Todos quieren baile.
Fuck my [E] sick last aile.
Caile.
Fuck where they come.
I'ma feel the drum.
Don't lose the word.
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Oye [Am] muñeca ya mueve la cadera.
Sobre el ritmo y las [E] trompetas. Little B.
Kit card.
Como es completa.
Bottles on the prowl.
For the Gucci looking fresca.
All you [Am] delincuentes.
Dile para enfrente.
Date para atras.
Y tu eres muy [E] decente.
Because I'm chueco.
Bitch.
Contact the yerba.
Lo que sera, sera cuando [F] yo se enva.
Get [Am] your eyes burned.
Head turned.
[D] Pupils tight.
Back stiff.
And your neck hurt.
[Em] And then you exert.
Check the vibe.
Who got more freaky than I?
[E] I survive.
Time to hurrah.
[F] Tryna shoot [Am] high.
So I'm way by smooth.
Creepy crawl.
They got another bad blood to [E] thaw.
And they strong.
Won't take far.
This here is when the take off.
Trick, kick, a flick, and a click here to face y [A]'all.
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