Chords for Gucci Mane - Sh*t Crazy Remix (feat. BIG30, Sett, Mac Critter) [Official Music Video]
Tempo:
89.75 bpm
Chords used:
Em
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Omar the director of Mr.
[Em] G's
[E]
[Em]
I don't free pick niggas when I be for sure no favoritism
Still boy still [E] need training with these army guns not baby booster
All these folks and babies in my house I'm like a babysitter
Gucci and Manny, Shikester twins we bait em and then play the niggas
Machine gun friends twin epinephrine niggas, stand on ten I raised a nigga
Shoot em first then dig the verse my bank account go crazy nigga
Police keep on pazing niggas, one shot kill em, mason nigga
Shikester that's my dirt no wind scare ain't no way I'm trading nigga
Lil Shady I'm too rich to fade he ran up so I blaze him [Em] and then she crazy
I'm in Miami with Gucci Roller, it look like flavor
This murder shit ain't none of me, wackin shit on the daily
Lil bitch say she ain't heard of me, told you lil bitch she gave it
Still trapping up on my flip wish I could go trap on my pager
Since seventeen hunnid, they like Matt Crudup, J.
Gavion
I know the opps seen Ben looking like that she crazy
Seven street niggas, put em north Memphis baby
Switch a hit on Lil' Lady, cut em all by a neighbor
Still serving the neighbors, thick ass hoe on saver
I put on that V-Line on any occasion, when I'm in the biz I just get like the racers
She like nigga and I like wop, spending the city all night with her
All that blue money make a hoe flop, hoe gone go in this out top
You [E] a hoe just like your daddy, Paul Memphis know he crashin
I got no emotion ain't having no action, pretty ass hoe she thick on smashing
Thick ass hoe I'm God on smashing, then he scared running from that smoke
When I see the opp I'm clashing
I'm on this shit [Em] crazy, I'm in Miami with Gucci Roller, it look like flavor
This murder shit ain't none of me, whacking shit on the daily
Lil' bitch said she ain't heard of me, told you lil bitch she gave it
Still trapping up on my flip wish I could go trap on my pager
[Em] G's
[E]
[Em]
I don't free pick niggas when I be for sure no favoritism
Still boy still [E] need training with these army guns not baby booster
All these folks and babies in my house I'm like a babysitter
Gucci and Manny, Shikester twins we bait em and then play the niggas
Machine gun friends twin epinephrine niggas, stand on ten I raised a nigga
Shoot em first then dig the verse my bank account go crazy nigga
Police keep on pazing niggas, one shot kill em, mason nigga
Shikester that's my dirt no wind scare ain't no way I'm trading nigga
Lil Shady I'm too rich to fade he ran up so I blaze him [Em] and then she crazy
I'm in Miami with Gucci Roller, it look like flavor
This murder shit ain't none of me, wackin shit on the daily
Lil bitch say she ain't heard of me, told you lil bitch she gave it
Still trapping up on my flip wish I could go trap on my pager
Since seventeen hunnid, they like Matt Crudup, J.
Gavion
I know the opps seen Ben looking like that she crazy
Seven street niggas, put em north Memphis baby
Switch a hit on Lil' Lady, cut em all by a neighbor
Still serving the neighbors, thick ass hoe on saver
I put on that V-Line on any occasion, when I'm in the biz I just get like the racers
She like nigga and I like wop, spending the city all night with her
All that blue money make a hoe flop, hoe gone go in this out top
You [E] a hoe just like your daddy, Paul Memphis know he crashin
I got no emotion ain't having no action, pretty ass hoe she thick on smashing
Thick ass hoe I'm God on smashing, then he scared running from that smoke
When I see the opp I'm clashing
I'm on this shit [Em] crazy, I'm in Miami with Gucci Roller, it look like flavor
This murder shit ain't none of me, whacking shit on the daily
Lil' bitch said she ain't heard of me, told you lil bitch she gave it
Still trapping up on my flip wish I could go trap on my pager
Key:
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Omar the director of Mr.
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I don't free pick niggas when I be for sure no favoritism
Still boy still [E] need training with these army guns not baby booster
All these folks and babies in my house I'm like a babysitter
Gucci and Manny, Shikester twins we bait em and then play the niggas
Machine gun friends twin epinephrine niggas, stand on ten I raised a nigga
Shoot em first then dig the verse my bank account go crazy nigga
Police keep on pazing niggas, one shot kill em, mason nigga
Shikester that's my dirt no wind scare ain't no way I'm trading nigga
Lil Shady I'm too rich to fade he ran up so I blaze him [Em] and then she crazy
I'm in Miami with Gucci Roller, it look like flavor
This murder shit ain't none of me, wackin shit on the daily
Lil bitch say she ain't heard of me, told you lil bitch she gave it
Still trapping up on my flip wish I could go trap on my pager
Since seventeen hunnid, they like Matt Crudup, J.
Gavion
I know the opps seen Ben looking like that she crazy
Seven street niggas, put em north Memphis baby
Switch a hit on Lil' Lady, cut em all by a neighbor
Still serving the neighbors, thick ass hoe on saver
I put on that V-Line on any occasion, when I'm in the biz I just get like the racers
She like nigga and I like wop, spending the city all night with her
All that blue money make a hoe flop, hoe gone go in this out top
You [E] a hoe just like your daddy, Paul Memphis know he crashin
I got no emotion ain't having no action, pretty ass hoe she thick on smashing
Thick ass hoe I'm God on smashing, then he scared running from that smoke
When I see the opp I'm clashing
I'm on this shit [Em] crazy, I'm in Miami with Gucci Roller, it look like flavor
This murder shit ain't none of me, whacking shit on the daily
Lil' bitch said she ain't heard of me, told you lil bitch she gave it
Still trapping up on my flip wish I could go trap on my pager _ _ _ _ _ _
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I don't free pick niggas when I be for sure no favoritism
Still boy still [E] need training with these army guns not baby booster
All these folks and babies in my house I'm like a babysitter
Gucci and Manny, Shikester twins we bait em and then play the niggas
Machine gun friends twin epinephrine niggas, stand on ten I raised a nigga
Shoot em first then dig the verse my bank account go crazy nigga
Police keep on pazing niggas, one shot kill em, mason nigga
Shikester that's my dirt no wind scare ain't no way I'm trading nigga
Lil Shady I'm too rich to fade he ran up so I blaze him [Em] and then she crazy
I'm in Miami with Gucci Roller, it look like flavor
This murder shit ain't none of me, wackin shit on the daily
Lil bitch say she ain't heard of me, told you lil bitch she gave it
Still trapping up on my flip wish I could go trap on my pager
Since seventeen hunnid, they like Matt Crudup, J.
Gavion
I know the opps seen Ben looking like that she crazy
Seven street niggas, put em north Memphis baby
Switch a hit on Lil' Lady, cut em all by a neighbor
Still serving the neighbors, thick ass hoe on saver
I put on that V-Line on any occasion, when I'm in the biz I just get like the racers
She like nigga and I like wop, spending the city all night with her
All that blue money make a hoe flop, hoe gone go in this out top
You [E] a hoe just like your daddy, Paul Memphis know he crashin
I got no emotion ain't having no action, pretty ass hoe she thick on smashing
Thick ass hoe I'm God on smashing, then he scared running from that smoke
When I see the opp I'm clashing
I'm on this shit [Em] crazy, I'm in Miami with Gucci Roller, it look like flavor
This murder shit ain't none of me, whacking shit on the daily
Lil' bitch said she ain't heard of me, told you lil bitch she gave it
Still trapping up on my flip wish I could go trap on my pager _ _ _ _ _ _