Chords for L.O.G. - G's & Soldiers - New Orleans Rap

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[E] We'll be having tea, _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [D] we'll be having [E] soda.
Y'all be having OG and we'll be having [Ebm] soda.
The muscles down, so I'll [D] knock your head off your shoulder.
[E] And that's T-6, that's a murderer.
You fly [Ebm] high, the soldiers die, we the [D] bullet fly.
We don't [E] have no name in, catch one in your brain in.
Leaving [Ebm] blood staining, yellow [Dm] tape remaining.
On the [Em] city streets, in the sidewalk booth.
Once the hammer [Ebm] hits the pin, it is brought.
[D] Take a soldier, halt, wait, [Em] bounce out, we keep them bulls in our house.
Pulling [Ebm] tight, hey, some [Dm] pros, us, we take the [Em] pain.
Rewind, put some jeans in, battle's coming clean.
[Ebm] You know what I mean, [D] straight up New Orleans.
[B] Grab me close and hand as I hop into my [Ebm] ride.
My brother's exposed, that's a [D] threat, but they ain't zoning sides.
[Em] I'm the 98 in colors, candy coated paint.
[Ebm] _ Lessons, [D] empiric, we'll be making bank.
[Em] Don't say I never warned you, don't say I never told [Ebm] you.
The players down south, [D] we call them [E] soldiers.
Y'all be having tea, we be having smoke.
[Ebm] Y'all be having [D] tea, we be having smoke.
[E] Y'all be having more tea than we be having smoke.
[Eb] The hustlers down south will [Dm] knock your gate off your shoulder.
[E] Lay down in that 99, soldier on my side.
[Ebm] Catch a bullet in your thigh, [D] wanna [Am] live a life of crime in [Em] that desire.
[B] _ Garuda, move, call the [Ebm] corridor.
OTs are [A] soldiers, BTs are [B] warriors.
You got some hard heads in the four-walled.
[Bb] I'm a feel something, wall [D]-saving, oh, you got it all.
[B] Hustlers throwing signs, I'm gonna get what I want.
[Ebm] Cause I keep my mouth wide [D] and I speak with my pope [E] on that west side.
_ It's a do or die [Eb] from that high soul back [D] to that wall.
First five, [E] all them boys in that picture.
The blues on that too, [Eb] my head'll go a-toot.
[D] Just to get a foot [Em] scoot.
Rolling up, down 10 walls, Josephine, [Ebm] 17, third wall, [D] Cali, old Mel for me.
[E] I was stopping in that know, y'all, losing out in tow.
[Ebm] The world's growing up to [D] be some kind of fine show.
[Em] Y'all be having D's, keep your habits low.
[Eb] Y'all be having [D] D's, keep your habits low.
[E] Y'all be having ODs, they'll keep your habits low.
[Ebm] The hustlers down south will [D] knock your gate off your shoulder.
[Em] See them bars in New Orleans really popping.
Second [Ebm] line, right.
Light [D] wall, full of nama [E]-shakas.
LOD, you knew I'd be.
FTC, I'm Rupa [Ebm] Zaini, yes, I got the tools to [D] pay the bills.
Call it hustling, [Em] rolling up the Machimo, creeping on my tippy [Ebm] toes.
Then I get some munchies [D] in the crib and need some [B] gumbo.
Back out the door, triple or a mule.
[Bb] Let's go a little loose, [D] Jamaican cash flows.
[Em] Cause y'all be wearing tux, we be smoking Gucci.
[Eb] We be having poppers, [D] y'all be having Gucci.
[E] Y'all be wearing flannels with them sagging ass taggers.
[Ebm] Got them D's in the figure, [D] that's the sun, the way you make it [E] look.
On the few keys in that down south region, [Eb] LOD on the true nook.
[D] Ain't no heaven outside of Caesar's.
[E] So put your camouflage, put your hat to your shoulders.
[Eb] And string up your box and [D] be a cold hearted soldier.
[E] Y'all be having D's, we be having soldiers.
[Eb] Y'all be having [D] D's, we be having soldiers.
[E] Y'all be having Gucci, we be having soldiers.
[Eb] The munchies down south will knock [D] your head off your shoulders.
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