Chords for DUB INC - Bla Bla (Album "Dans le décor")

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_ If you don't know _ _ [Cm] it, [Gm] listen to this
Bombay, my people are the mothers of the poor
They're even there to make a toast
If [Dm] you don't know it, listen to [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Gm]
this
Bombay, my people are the mothers of the poor
They're even there to make a toast
[F] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm [D] not gonna work for this life
I'm not gonna work for this life
Our [G] music is your club, it's the one of Pinky, yeah but it's getting on the nerves of the tempo
It's the sound that will judge you, at home no regalos, just [Eb] lyrics, no nothing
[Gm] Relax, I'm not gonna end up as an asian
I don't want too many people to [Eb] judge me, then [D] I have to [Gm] be careful
It's to break the plans from time to time, on the music without [Eb] for all
[Gm] It's bad in the world, we are your [Eb] children
[D] Yeah, [Gm] it's going like this, on the sound, Gangsta
Move your body, don't [Eb] be conscious
Yeah, [Gm] yeah, yeah, for the sound, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's not coming from reason, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's not coming from compassion, yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no
Bombay, my people are the rich, they're always more rough
If you don't [Cm] know it, [Gm] listen to this
Bombay, my people are the mothers of the poor
They're even there to make a toast
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[Gm] Bombay, my people are the rich, they're always more rough
If you don't know it, listen to this
Bombay, my people are the mothers of the poor
They're even there to make a toast
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[Gm] Go, yes, I'm in, go, move your belly
Lift your hand, your legs, [Eb] your nose, your mouth, [D] your ass, [Gm] it's my dream
Team, Cordon, call me Team
I'm in all my lyrics, it's all the team, go, it's a paradise
Hey, no history of bling bling, whatever it is
Bombay, it's always a serious thing
Fighting, beating, lighting, a league, a league
Like it happened [E] in the areas [G] where I made my first lines
I have a lot more facebook, you can imagine
We are on the scene, but never on your compilation
If you want to find us, you'd better read the magazines
On the streets all [Eb] year, but [Gm] never in the magazines
We make big sound to feel like a spleen
Despite what they [Eb] have to endure, [D] let's see, we [Gm] stay worthy
Now, a pool, a few of those things
My brother in [D] music, he comes bigger than me
Bombay, I'm in the lyrics, I [Gm] say the cartouche is more rough
If you [Cm] don't know him, [Gm] listen to this
Bombay, your sound is sick of life, it takes you to do the job
If it [F] hurts, listen to a bar
[Gm] Bombay, I'm in the lyrics, I say the cartouche is more rough
If you don't [Cm] know him, [Gm] listen to this
Bombay, your sound is sick of life, it takes you to do the job
If it [Dm] hurts, listen to a [Gm] bar
Pass the mic, pass the mic, pass the mic, ding ding
Pass the mic, pass the [Eb] mic, pass the mic, ding ding
Ding ding, [Gm] ding ding
My kids are dead, yeah
Pass the mic, pass the mic, pass the mic, ding ding
Pass the mic, pass the [Eb] mic, pass the [Gm] mic, ding ding
Ding ding, ding ding
Are you mad?
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