Chords for Let's Take A Trip

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_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _
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_ [E] _ [F] God
Nigga, I feel like a [E] killer never brought nothing to sleep.
He was trying to catch up
I spent four stacks for a third puck, son
Chase down gang, but he [F] didn't get to run
Left me with his thumb, oh, [E] he's walking with his arm
He's hitting me up for a [B] deal, then his son
Spend a two and a six, eight day
He said that he's spinning, he's late
Back of the Knox and that boy to the gates
Bullets fly, better pick up the pace
And these bullets ain't spraying no maze
Got shot in his head, trying to hang over gates
And the white color stay in her place
She the longest, she [F] dying in pain
I ain't fit to [E] fight
DNA came in like empty [F] dash
You wanna run, but I cannot [E] lay, like
Baby girl, come give me some [F] high
I didn't care if you got robbed, you ain't [E] do something like that
_ [B] Party, ain't for his [B] head
He's acting like Jesus, I'm a killer on the side
Bitch, we spent through a [Em] dump
For the bros, I put it over for the dead
A dead man's a god, said I'm taking these meds
I'm fresh off a drill, I can't hear what you said
Fuck up with that opp, then I promise I use it
Give him that chance, I keep one in the head
When I get all confused, then I feel I'm a loser
I feel like the opp's done been so depressed
[F]
Three deaths in a [E] year and a nut
This play you to [F] pick up a gun
I keep it tucked while the [E] fucker out running
Double O in your [F] life, gon' be done
Keep clicking, we [E] aiming at his head
Sit back, I said [F] don't spit back
What the fuck is a [E] GBG, baby?
Oppa, I can't [B] wait till y'all laugh
When I spit through the floor and beat, I got the plaque
One bro, we gon' bet to the Mac
Bowling like I'm Bitty, bitch, I keep a strap
Can't go on like Dummy or Mac
Get down on my niggas and die by no poke
We gon' fight, I'm spitting out a story
Most of my opps really think they know me
Cut you up [F] and fire, let you know me
And I just gotta [E] call who that?
Just more opp, [F] black, new tack
No cooler duty, get choked [E] off the mat
D-O-A-K, we gon' aim [Dm] for his hat
And I just gotta [E] call who that?
Just more opp, black, new tack
No cooler duty, get choked off the mat
D [C#]-O-A-K, we gon' aim for his hat
Ayo, let's take a trip to the A
Ayo, let's take a trip to the 5, though
And I might do a head in the bank
With the gang, yellin' for the 8
I been 4-slap, 4-turn, buck some
Chase down gang, but he didn't get the front
Messin' with his store, boy, he talkin' with his son
He jammed me up, put [F] deals in his gun
Spend the 2 and the [E] 6, save day
He said that he's [F] spittin', he late
Back at the Knox and that boy [E] to the gate
Pull his bra, better pick [F] up the pace
Now I get the game, you got Rob, you ain't do [E] shit like
You ask things, go get some [F] bread
My man got a car, he aim for his [E] hat
He's actin' the G, like Ricky, on the [B] side
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