Chords for FRAUD! - SEND IN THE TROOPS! (prod. Distro)
Tempo:
136 bpm
Chords used:
C
E
Eb
Ab
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] This [Eb] is a [Abm] bulletin to the [Am] news [E] media.
He is back at [C] it like [E] a crack addict.
He's taking a crack addict.
He's going nuts right now. Crazy!
Wow.
How [Eb] you [C] been bro?
[E] Shades on like G-Key 012.
In my zone got too high think I'm stuck in hell.
[Em] Can't see bro I'm smack between my [Eb] cell.
[C] Water in my [E] double car, hefty but I'm dumb as fuck.
Whipped the Nissan like a belly chug, now go ahead and [C] buckle up.
[E] You just seem to fuck it up.
You ain't something I'm bitch better any of.
[Ab] My six, [Cm] drop kicks.
Bruce [C] Lee with the foreign, you a novice.
Half ing into that [E] Britney Spears toxic.
Fly feature I'm in that, it's the squad feature.
You only a shooter on a computer, you bummy and you [C] a loser.
And [Eb] that bitch produces.
Slick it in [C] the ruler, I [E] put it to your medulla.
I'm a bully when I rap, it's smoother than Sly Cooper.
More racks, more cash, throw the ass back.
New whip, spike chains like Mad Max.
New Chris, two pigs getting too fat.
New tracks, I'm a drop like Nas Day.
Oh, you're not impressed, now they tripping with the birds in the net.
I'ma stay on my chase.
Buddy I could care less.
Make a banger in a minute, then it's on to the next.
Up next.
Stay fly like a GC, so much.
[C] Break her out of [E] these, so I'm a remix.
Yeah.
I'm a low key scholar.
Not a role model, but I could've been a doctor.
[Ab] Trust hoes and they do John [Eb] Proctor.
Switch [C] flows when [B] I'm bored, let's go harder.
[C] Gasped up [Eb] shorty, I'll give me a 40, let it pop.
And my [Dbm] ditty bop off the Molly Rock.
Can't stop till my body lock.
Count up all these knots, it's a lot.
Damn it, it's [Eb] the cops, got a shit on.
[E] Hop in the whip on.
Stick a trip on.
Me old bitch on.
On the lam like a fork, always ducking from the porch.
On the count up like a dork, I just treat it like a sport.
No athlete, but I pass when the track meet.
I don't ever run, I'm like Drake and Degrassi.
Couldn't work like Ferg, I'ma get it in.
If you sure of these rappers, then I'ma bid it in.
If you bidding, you broke, go and get it thin.
Stop spinning all your bands on the medicine.
Homie, get off your pedestal.
Asking for hits, I got several, yeah.
Too many questions, you federal.
You need attention as medical, yeah.
Money in my hand like a bad bitch booty.
I'ma feel like the man can't dance to a groovy like disco.
Get it popping like Crisco.
Blowing up like cigarettes in a Cicco.
Get a game and a drought with a Rango.
Brought the water to the desert like Rango.
Yeah, my swag more rare than double rainbows.
Leprechauns, unicorns, possibly some angels.
Fucking around, I call the vibe.
All these fools trying to blow my high.
Exhibit finna pit my ride.
Fuck [C] a piece, gotta get the whole pie.
I'm that guy.
[E] I'm that guy.
I'm that guy.
There's no lie.
[Cm] [Ab] [N]
He is back at [C] it like [E] a crack addict.
He's taking a crack addict.
He's going nuts right now. Crazy!
Wow.
How [Eb] you [C] been bro?
[E] Shades on like G-Key 012.
In my zone got too high think I'm stuck in hell.
[Em] Can't see bro I'm smack between my [Eb] cell.
[C] Water in my [E] double car, hefty but I'm dumb as fuck.
Whipped the Nissan like a belly chug, now go ahead and [C] buckle up.
[E] You just seem to fuck it up.
You ain't something I'm bitch better any of.
[Ab] My six, [Cm] drop kicks.
Bruce [C] Lee with the foreign, you a novice.
Half ing into that [E] Britney Spears toxic.
Fly feature I'm in that, it's the squad feature.
You only a shooter on a computer, you bummy and you [C] a loser.
And [Eb] that bitch produces.
Slick it in [C] the ruler, I [E] put it to your medulla.
I'm a bully when I rap, it's smoother than Sly Cooper.
More racks, more cash, throw the ass back.
New whip, spike chains like Mad Max.
New Chris, two pigs getting too fat.
New tracks, I'm a drop like Nas Day.
Oh, you're not impressed, now they tripping with the birds in the net.
I'ma stay on my chase.
Buddy I could care less.
Make a banger in a minute, then it's on to the next.
Up next.
Stay fly like a GC, so much.
[C] Break her out of [E] these, so I'm a remix.
Yeah.
I'm a low key scholar.
Not a role model, but I could've been a doctor.
[Ab] Trust hoes and they do John [Eb] Proctor.
Switch [C] flows when [B] I'm bored, let's go harder.
[C] Gasped up [Eb] shorty, I'll give me a 40, let it pop.
And my [Dbm] ditty bop off the Molly Rock.
Can't stop till my body lock.
Count up all these knots, it's a lot.
Damn it, it's [Eb] the cops, got a shit on.
[E] Hop in the whip on.
Stick a trip on.
Me old bitch on.
On the lam like a fork, always ducking from the porch.
On the count up like a dork, I just treat it like a sport.
No athlete, but I pass when the track meet.
I don't ever run, I'm like Drake and Degrassi.
Couldn't work like Ferg, I'ma get it in.
If you sure of these rappers, then I'ma bid it in.
If you bidding, you broke, go and get it thin.
Stop spinning all your bands on the medicine.
Homie, get off your pedestal.
Asking for hits, I got several, yeah.
Too many questions, you federal.
You need attention as medical, yeah.
Money in my hand like a bad bitch booty.
I'ma feel like the man can't dance to a groovy like disco.
Get it popping like Crisco.
Blowing up like cigarettes in a Cicco.
Get a game and a drought with a Rango.
Brought the water to the desert like Rango.
Yeah, my swag more rare than double rainbows.
Leprechauns, unicorns, possibly some angels.
Fucking around, I call the vibe.
All these fools trying to blow my high.
Exhibit finna pit my ride.
Fuck [C] a piece, gotta get the whole pie.
I'm that guy.
[E] I'm that guy.
I'm that guy.
There's no lie.
[Cm] [Ab] [N]
Key:
C
E
Eb
Ab
Am
C
E
Eb
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] This [Eb] is a [Abm] bulletin to the [Am] news [E] media.
He is back at [C] it like [E] a crack addict.
He's taking a crack addict.
He's going nuts right now. _ Crazy!
Wow. _ _
_ How _ [Eb] _ you [C] been bro?
[E] _ _ Shades on like G-Key 012.
In my zone got too high think I'm stuck in hell.
[Em] Can't see bro I'm smack between my [Eb] cell.
[C] Water in my [E] double car, hefty but I'm dumb as fuck.
Whipped the Nissan like a belly chug, now go ahead and [C] buckle up.
[E] You just seem to fuck it up.
You ain't something I'm bitch better any of.
[Ab] My six, [Cm] drop kicks.
Bruce [C] Lee with the foreign, you a novice.
Half ing into that [E] Britney Spears toxic.
Fly feature I'm in that, it's the squad feature.
You only a shooter on a computer, you bummy and you [C] a loser.
And [Eb] that bitch produces.
Slick it in [C] the ruler, I [E] put it to your medulla.
I'm a bully when I rap, it's smoother than Sly Cooper.
More racks, more cash, throw the ass back.
New whip, spike chains like Mad Max.
New Chris, two pigs getting too fat.
New tracks, I'm a drop like Nas Day.
Oh, you're not impressed, now they tripping with the birds in the net.
I'ma stay on my chase.
Buddy I could care less.
Make a banger in a minute, then it's on to the next.
Up next.
Stay fly like a GC, so much.
[C] Break her out of [E] these, so I'm a remix.
Yeah.
I'm a low key scholar.
Not a role model, but I could've been a doctor.
[Ab] Trust hoes and they do John [Eb] Proctor.
Switch [C] flows when [B] I'm bored, let's go harder.
[C] Gasped up [Eb] shorty, I'll give me a 40, let it pop.
And my [Dbm] ditty bop off the Molly Rock.
Can't stop till my body lock.
Count up all these knots, it's a lot.
Damn it, it's [Eb] the cops, got a shit on.
[E] Hop in the whip on.
Stick a trip on.
Me old bitch on.
On the lam like a fork, always ducking from the porch.
On the count up like a dork, I just treat it like a sport.
No athlete, but I pass when the track meet.
I don't ever run, I'm like Drake and Degrassi.
Couldn't work like Ferg, I'ma get it in.
If you sure of these rappers, then I'ma bid it in.
If you bidding, you broke, go and get it thin.
Stop spinning all your bands on the medicine.
Homie, get off your pedestal.
Asking for hits, I got several, yeah.
Too many questions, you federal.
You need attention as medical, yeah.
Money in my hand like a bad bitch booty.
I'ma feel like the man can't dance to a groovy like disco.
Get it popping like Crisco.
Blowing up like cigarettes in a Cicco.
Get a game and a drought with a Rango.
Brought the water to the desert like Rango.
Yeah, my swag more rare than double rainbows.
Leprechauns, unicorns, possibly some angels.
Fucking around, I call the vibe.
All these fools trying to blow my high.
Exhibit finna pit my ride.
Fuck [C] a piece, gotta get the whole pie.
I'm that guy. _
[E] I'm that guy.
I'm that guy.
There's no lie.
[Cm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
He is back at [C] it like [E] a crack addict.
He's taking a crack addict.
He's going nuts right now. _ Crazy!
Wow. _ _
_ How _ [Eb] _ you [C] been bro?
[E] _ _ Shades on like G-Key 012.
In my zone got too high think I'm stuck in hell.
[Em] Can't see bro I'm smack between my [Eb] cell.
[C] Water in my [E] double car, hefty but I'm dumb as fuck.
Whipped the Nissan like a belly chug, now go ahead and [C] buckle up.
[E] You just seem to fuck it up.
You ain't something I'm bitch better any of.
[Ab] My six, [Cm] drop kicks.
Bruce [C] Lee with the foreign, you a novice.
Half ing into that [E] Britney Spears toxic.
Fly feature I'm in that, it's the squad feature.
You only a shooter on a computer, you bummy and you [C] a loser.
And [Eb] that bitch produces.
Slick it in [C] the ruler, I [E] put it to your medulla.
I'm a bully when I rap, it's smoother than Sly Cooper.
More racks, more cash, throw the ass back.
New whip, spike chains like Mad Max.
New Chris, two pigs getting too fat.
New tracks, I'm a drop like Nas Day.
Oh, you're not impressed, now they tripping with the birds in the net.
I'ma stay on my chase.
Buddy I could care less.
Make a banger in a minute, then it's on to the next.
Up next.
Stay fly like a GC, so much.
[C] Break her out of [E] these, so I'm a remix.
Yeah.
I'm a low key scholar.
Not a role model, but I could've been a doctor.
[Ab] Trust hoes and they do John [Eb] Proctor.
Switch [C] flows when [B] I'm bored, let's go harder.
[C] Gasped up [Eb] shorty, I'll give me a 40, let it pop.
And my [Dbm] ditty bop off the Molly Rock.
Can't stop till my body lock.
Count up all these knots, it's a lot.
Damn it, it's [Eb] the cops, got a shit on.
[E] Hop in the whip on.
Stick a trip on.
Me old bitch on.
On the lam like a fork, always ducking from the porch.
On the count up like a dork, I just treat it like a sport.
No athlete, but I pass when the track meet.
I don't ever run, I'm like Drake and Degrassi.
Couldn't work like Ferg, I'ma get it in.
If you sure of these rappers, then I'ma bid it in.
If you bidding, you broke, go and get it thin.
Stop spinning all your bands on the medicine.
Homie, get off your pedestal.
Asking for hits, I got several, yeah.
Too many questions, you federal.
You need attention as medical, yeah.
Money in my hand like a bad bitch booty.
I'ma feel like the man can't dance to a groovy like disco.
Get it popping like Crisco.
Blowing up like cigarettes in a Cicco.
Get a game and a drought with a Rango.
Brought the water to the desert like Rango.
Yeah, my swag more rare than double rainbows.
Leprechauns, unicorns, possibly some angels.
Fucking around, I call the vibe.
All these fools trying to blow my high.
Exhibit finna pit my ride.
Fuck [C] a piece, gotta get the whole pie.
I'm that guy. _
[E] I'm that guy.
I'm that guy.
There's no lie.
[Cm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _