Chords for eLVy The God "LaMafiamilia" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
Tempo:
138.25 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
E
Bb
Gm
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [Bb]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [Bb]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [Bb]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [D]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [Dm]
[E]
[Dm] [Gm]
[Dm] [E]
[Dm] [E]
[Dm] [E] I'm in [Dm] the 30D, she's part of the streets, where gun sounds [E] be disturbing the peace,
these [Dm] niggas know that we ain't keeping the peace, that's Smith of West Street, murder
on the streets, [Bb]
[Dm] I'm a hitter like Sonny, red tips, [Bb] rip and straight to your tummy,
had a medic rap, we up [Dm] like a mummy, free my goonies, we was out getting money,
[E]
[Dm] we the mafia bitch, and soon to come I'll be the god of this shit,
no I can't stop with this shit, so you can hit me [Gm] all you want little bitch,
just [Dm] cause you say you with it, ask a nigga you can bang with the clip,
these niggas they not in the field, I see it in their [Bb] eyes they all kinda fit,
I'm brown [Dm] brown with your boots in the coupe, she sucking my dick like she sipping [Gm] on soup,
she say she love me but [Dm] that ain't nothing new, the way you feel for me [Gm] I don't feel for you,
[Dm] muscle cold like a icebox, me and the goonies be in the field on night watch,
I pop up, make a match of dreads in your flat top, man down, you ain't some other ho,
yo block broad day, you hear a whole lot of gunshots, he ain't [Gm] with it but he's tough,
like [Dm] a gumdrop, see it in him, he ain't finna let a gun pop, hold on,
listen, pick up some tension, pussy nigga this your family business,
so you can't hate if you ain't handling business, you gotta ride when it's that time for a mission,
now we ain't [Gm] missing, we gon' draw out your visions, bro leading [D] dirty like a seat full of dishes,
I'm in the [Bb] cops, trapping out of the [N] kitchen with that bitch,
I don't have to sit looking at the time, put a real bad ass in there,
33
[Dm] on me like I got it pissing, I be [E] skipping bitches, yeah I be [F] pimping,
don't be mad [Dm] at jokes, you touch it, be gripping on me, if you want a verse, I need me a free,
shit ain't free, yeah, be on your streets, [E] I go down [D] my mother's top,
I ain't [F] no [Em] [Dm]
[Am] king but I'm taking [D] over the throne,
he could dab while trying to [F] talk but I told him leave me alone,
he keep trying to test my patience [Em] and knock me out [Dm] of my [A] zone,
but he [Dm] can't, cause I be feeling myself, I feel [Bb] like I'm hotter than hell,
[Dm] don't try to offer me nothing, I'm sorry my soul ain't for sale,
I keep the pulse right on test for no help, come to the hood and come and see for yourself,
don't be dissing on me cause it's bad for your health, I spit that heat up on the tracks [Eb] in the
middle, [E]
[Dm] I was brought to this earth by myself, so I'm a leader's bitch by myself, feel like a champ,
I need me [Gm] a belt with money, [Dm] they know I'm a ball, they just wanna see a young nigga [E] fall,
[Dm] that ain't mama's ball, I'mma show these [E] niggas I need it all,
[Dm] [Am] [Gm]
[Dm] [Bb] [Dm]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [Bb]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [Bb]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [Bb]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [D]
[Dm] [Bb]
[Dm]
[E] [Dm]
[E]
[Dm] [Gm]
[Dm] [E]
[Dm] [E]
[Dm] [E] I'm in [Dm] the 30D, she's part of the streets, where gun sounds [E] be disturbing the peace,
these [Dm] niggas know that we ain't keeping the peace, that's Smith of West Street, murder
on the streets, [Bb]
[Dm] I'm a hitter like Sonny, red tips, [Bb] rip and straight to your tummy,
had a medic rap, we up [Dm] like a mummy, free my goonies, we was out getting money,
[E]
[Dm] we the mafia bitch, and soon to come I'll be the god of this shit,
no I can't stop with this shit, so you can hit me [Gm] all you want little bitch,
just [Dm] cause you say you with it, ask a nigga you can bang with the clip,
these niggas they not in the field, I see it in their [Bb] eyes they all kinda fit,
I'm brown [Dm] brown with your boots in the coupe, she sucking my dick like she sipping [Gm] on soup,
she say she love me but [Dm] that ain't nothing new, the way you feel for me [Gm] I don't feel for you,
[Dm] muscle cold like a icebox, me and the goonies be in the field on night watch,
I pop up, make a match of dreads in your flat top, man down, you ain't some other ho,
yo block broad day, you hear a whole lot of gunshots, he ain't [Gm] with it but he's tough,
like [Dm] a gumdrop, see it in him, he ain't finna let a gun pop, hold on,
listen, pick up some tension, pussy nigga this your family business,
so you can't hate if you ain't handling business, you gotta ride when it's that time for a mission,
now we ain't [Gm] missing, we gon' draw out your visions, bro leading [D] dirty like a seat full of dishes,
I'm in the [Bb] cops, trapping out of the [N] kitchen with that bitch,
I don't have to sit looking at the time, put a real bad ass in there,
33
[Dm] on me like I got it pissing, I be [E] skipping bitches, yeah I be [F] pimping,
don't be mad [Dm] at jokes, you touch it, be gripping on me, if you want a verse, I need me a free,
shit ain't free, yeah, be on your streets, [E] I go down [D] my mother's top,
I ain't [F] no [Em] [Dm]
[Am] king but I'm taking [D] over the throne,
he could dab while trying to [F] talk but I told him leave me alone,
he keep trying to test my patience [Em] and knock me out [Dm] of my [A] zone,
but he [Dm] can't, cause I be feeling myself, I feel [Bb] like I'm hotter than hell,
[Dm] don't try to offer me nothing, I'm sorry my soul ain't for sale,
I keep the pulse right on test for no help, come to the hood and come and see for yourself,
don't be dissing on me cause it's bad for your health, I spit that heat up on the tracks [Eb] in the
middle, [E]
[Dm] I was brought to this earth by myself, so I'm a leader's bitch by myself, feel like a champ,
I need me [Gm] a belt with money, [Dm] they know I'm a ball, they just wanna see a young nigga [E] fall,
[Dm] that ain't mama's ball, I'mma show these [E] niggas I need it all,
[Dm] [Am] [Gm]
[Dm] [Bb] [Dm]
Key:
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Gm
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Dm
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_ _ [E] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
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_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ I'm in [Dm] the 30D, she's part of the streets, where gun sounds [E] be disturbing the peace,
these [Dm] niggas know that we ain't keeping the peace, that's Smith of West Street, murder
on the streets, [Bb] _
[Dm] I'm a hitter like Sonny, red tips, [Bb] rip and straight to your tummy,
had a medic rap, we up [Dm] like a mummy, free my goonies, we was out getting money,
[E] _
[Dm] we the mafia bitch, and soon to come I'll be the god of this shit,
no I can't stop with this shit, so you can hit me [Gm] all you want little bitch,
just [Dm] cause you say you with it, ask a nigga you can bang with the clip,
these niggas they not in the field, I see it in their [Bb] eyes they all kinda fit,
I'm brown [Dm] brown with your boots in the coupe, she sucking my dick like she sipping [Gm] on soup,
she say she love me but [Dm] that ain't nothing new, the way you feel for me [Gm] I don't feel for you, _
[Dm] muscle cold like a icebox, me and the goonies be in the field on night watch,
I pop up, make a match of dreads in your flat top, man down, you ain't some other ho,
yo block broad day, you hear a whole lot of gunshots, he ain't [Gm] with it but he's tough,
like [Dm] a gumdrop, see it in him, he ain't finna let a gun pop, hold on,
listen, pick up some tension, pussy nigga this your family business,
so you can't hate if you ain't handling business, you gotta ride when it's that time for a mission,
now we ain't [Gm] missing, we gon' draw out your visions, bro leading [D] dirty like a seat full of dishes,
I'm in the [Bb] cops, trapping out of the [N] kitchen with that bitch,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I don't have to sit looking at the time, put a real bad ass in there,
33 _
[Dm] on me like I got it pissing, I be [E] skipping bitches, yeah I be [F] pimping,
don't be mad [Dm] at jokes, you touch it, be gripping on me, if you want a verse, I need me a free,
shit ain't free, yeah, be on your streets, [E] I go down [D] my mother's top,
I ain't [F] no _ _ [Em] _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ [Am] king but I'm taking [D] over the throne,
he could dab while trying to [F] talk but I told him leave me alone,
he keep trying to test my patience [Em] and knock me out [Dm] of my [A] zone,
but he [Dm] can't, cause I be feeling myself, I feel [Bb] like I'm hotter than hell,
[Dm] don't try to offer me nothing, I'm sorry my soul ain't for sale,
I keep the pulse right on test for no help, come to the hood and come and see for yourself,
don't be dissing on me cause it's bad for your health, I spit that heat up on the tracks [Eb] in the
middle, [E] _
_ [Dm] I was brought to this earth by myself, so I'm a leader's bitch by myself, feel like a champ,
I need me [Gm] a belt with money, _ [Dm] they know I'm a ball, they just wanna see a young nigga [E] fall,
[Dm] that ain't mama's ball, I'mma show these [E] niggas I need it all, _
_ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Dm] _ _
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_ _ [E] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
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_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ I'm in [Dm] the 30D, she's part of the streets, where gun sounds [E] be disturbing the peace,
these [Dm] niggas know that we ain't keeping the peace, that's Smith of West Street, murder
on the streets, [Bb] _
[Dm] I'm a hitter like Sonny, red tips, [Bb] rip and straight to your tummy,
had a medic rap, we up [Dm] like a mummy, free my goonies, we was out getting money,
[E] _
[Dm] we the mafia bitch, and soon to come I'll be the god of this shit,
no I can't stop with this shit, so you can hit me [Gm] all you want little bitch,
just [Dm] cause you say you with it, ask a nigga you can bang with the clip,
these niggas they not in the field, I see it in their [Bb] eyes they all kinda fit,
I'm brown [Dm] brown with your boots in the coupe, she sucking my dick like she sipping [Gm] on soup,
she say she love me but [Dm] that ain't nothing new, the way you feel for me [Gm] I don't feel for you, _
[Dm] muscle cold like a icebox, me and the goonies be in the field on night watch,
I pop up, make a match of dreads in your flat top, man down, you ain't some other ho,
yo block broad day, you hear a whole lot of gunshots, he ain't [Gm] with it but he's tough,
like [Dm] a gumdrop, see it in him, he ain't finna let a gun pop, hold on,
listen, pick up some tension, pussy nigga this your family business,
so you can't hate if you ain't handling business, you gotta ride when it's that time for a mission,
now we ain't [Gm] missing, we gon' draw out your visions, bro leading [D] dirty like a seat full of dishes,
I'm in the [Bb] cops, trapping out of the [N] kitchen with that bitch,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I don't have to sit looking at the time, put a real bad ass in there,
33 _
[Dm] on me like I got it pissing, I be [E] skipping bitches, yeah I be [F] pimping,
don't be mad [Dm] at jokes, you touch it, be gripping on me, if you want a verse, I need me a free,
shit ain't free, yeah, be on your streets, [E] I go down [D] my mother's top,
I ain't [F] no _ _ [Em] _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ [Am] king but I'm taking [D] over the throne,
he could dab while trying to [F] talk but I told him leave me alone,
he keep trying to test my patience [Em] and knock me out [Dm] of my [A] zone,
but he [Dm] can't, cause I be feeling myself, I feel [Bb] like I'm hotter than hell,
[Dm] don't try to offer me nothing, I'm sorry my soul ain't for sale,
I keep the pulse right on test for no help, come to the hood and come and see for yourself,
don't be dissing on me cause it's bad for your health, I spit that heat up on the tracks [Eb] in the
middle, [E] _
_ [Dm] I was brought to this earth by myself, so I'm a leader's bitch by myself, feel like a champ,
I need me [Gm] a belt with money, _ [Dm] they know I'm a ball, they just wanna see a young nigga [E] fall,
[Dm] that ain't mama's ball, I'mma show these [E] niggas I need it all, _
_ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Dm] _ _
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