Chords for Lil Blacky - Somebody Please

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Lil Blacky - Somebody Please chords
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[E]
[Gm] We're gonna send this one out to all them busters out there, these motherfuckin'
Fools that be just straight smokin' [F] fools
No payin' reason
Know what I mean?
[G] Yeah
[Gm] Time to get down
My [F] cell's ringin' off the hook about ten o'clock
They break me off the news, my [Dm] little homie got shot
[G] They say he [D] got caught slippin' in the hood
He [Gm] caught three to the chest [G] and he wasn't doin' good
[F] He lasted eight hours till he passed on
In the waiting room at General [Dm] just before dawn
[G] I'm feelin' [D] for his baby, [Dm] his sister and his mom
[Gm] A son, a daddy, a soldier now gone
[F] The homies get together and we feelin' all this pain
The screamin', the cryin', makin' us go insane
[Gm] An eye [Dm] for an eye is all that's on my mind
[Gm] And mercy is the last thing in my heart that I can find
[F] Just thinkin' bout God and the power in the will
But forgive me Lord, see now I must kill
[Gm] And when I catch him slippin', the trigger I will squeeze
Break him to his knees and yell Somebody [F] please
Give me just [Gm] a [Dm] minute
[Gm]
[F] To explain
My [Gm] misery
[Dm] [Gm]
[F] I'm seventeen now, I'm tryin' to leave the game
And bangin' ain't the same since [Dm] the taste of fame
[G] I know that [Dm] I should leave it in the hands of God
[G] But makin' them fools pay is my only job
[F] They took my homies life for all the wrong reasons
Now reasons for me is [Dm] enamigos honey season
[G] Revenge [Dm] is the only way to ease the pain
[Gm] And the pain that I least is [G] worth a bottle to your brain
[F] I lost my little homie to the guy, yeah
And all they got comin' is puro des madre
[Gm] [Dm] Rememberin' the days when it was all good
[Gm] Too little more fools was terrorizing the hood
[F] Flossing all bikes to cruising all rides
But now you're gone, homie and your killer can't hide
[Gm] They can [Dm] run or run, but the souls I own
[Gm] And in eternal flames, all them bitches will roam Somebody [F] please
Give me just [Gm] a [Dm] minute
[Gm]
To [F] explain
My [Gm] misery
[Dm] [Gm]
[F] Two weeks passing now my homies long gone
We had the last meeting [Dm] and the mission is on
[G] I get a [Dm] four-door G ride with balls
Beanie, brownies, and Quentas for the cost
[F] Angels riding shotgun with a Mossberg of course
And chavo with an AK and no remorse
[G] Roll up to [D] the hood with the worst intentions
[G] None of them fools [Gm] even paying attention
[F] Kill the lights down the block just for tradition
We get off the car in the shotgun position
[Gm] [Dm] Flashlights is blasting, fools dropping and running
[Gm] Hoses screaming, me and my dog straight running
[F] Extra clips in the pockets, hoes in my path
I'm killing everybody, they're gonna feel my wrath
[Gm] Fools should've never tried to fuck with real G's Somebody please
[F] Give me just [Gm] a [Dm] minute
[Gm] To [F] explain
My [Gm] misery
[Dm] [Gm] Somebody [F] please
Give me just [Gm] a [Dm] minute
[Gm] To [F] explain
My [Gm] [Dm] misery
[Gm] [G] Somebody [F] please
Somebody please
[Gm] [Dm] [Gm]
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Dm
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G
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D
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Gm
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Dm
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[Gm] We're gonna send this one out to all them busters out there, these motherfuckin'
Fools that be just straight smokin' [F] fools
No payin' reason
Know what I mean? _
[G] Yeah
[Gm] _ _ Time to get down
My [F] cell's ringin' off the hook about ten o'clock
They break me off the news, my [Dm] little homie got shot
[G] They say he [D] got caught slippin' in the hood
He [Gm] caught three to the chest [G] and he wasn't doin' good
[F] He lasted eight hours till he passed on
In the waiting room at General [Dm] just before dawn
[G] I'm feelin' [D] for his baby, [Dm] his sister and his mom
[Gm] A son, a daddy, a soldier now gone
[F] The homies get together and we feelin' all this pain
The screamin', the cryin', makin' us go insane
[Gm] An eye [Dm] for an eye is all that's on my mind
[Gm] And mercy is the last thing in my heart that I can find
[F] Just thinkin' bout God and the power in the will
But forgive me Lord, see now I must kill
[Gm] And when I catch him slippin', the trigger I will squeeze
Break him to his knees and yell Somebody [F] _ _ please
_ Give me just [Gm] a [Dm] minute
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[F] To explain _ _ _ _
My [Gm] misery
[Dm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[F] I'm seventeen now, I'm tryin' to leave the game
And bangin' ain't the same since [Dm] the taste of fame
[G] I know that [Dm] I should leave it in the hands of God
[G] But makin' them fools pay is my only job
[F] They took my homies life for all the wrong reasons
Now reasons for me is [Dm] enamigos honey season
[G] Revenge [Dm] is the only way to ease the pain
[Gm] And the pain that I least is [G] worth a bottle to your brain
[F] I lost my little homie to the guy, yeah
And all they got comin' is puro des madre
[Gm] [Dm] Rememberin' the days when it was all good
[Gm] Too little more fools was terrorizing the hood
[F] Flossing all bikes to cruising all rides
But now you're gone, homie and your killer can't hide
[Gm] They can [Dm] run or run, but the souls I own
[Gm] And in eternal flames, all them bitches will roam Somebody [F] _ _ _ please
Give me just [Gm] a [Dm] minute
_ _ [Gm] _ _
To [F] explain _ _ _ _ _
My [Gm] misery
[Dm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[F] Two weeks passing now my homies long gone
We had the last meeting [Dm] and the mission is on
[G] I get a [Dm] four-door G ride with balls
Beanie, brownies, and Quentas for the cost
[F] Angels riding shotgun with a Mossberg of course
And chavo with an AK and no remorse
[G] Roll up to [D] the hood with the worst intentions
[G] None of them fools [Gm] even paying attention
[F] Kill the lights down the block just for tradition
We get off the car in the shotgun position
[Gm] [Dm] Flashlights is blasting, fools dropping and running
[Gm] Hoses screaming, me and my dog straight running
[F] Extra clips in the pockets, hoes in my path
I'm killing everybody, they're gonna feel my wrath
[Gm] Fools should've never tried to fuck with real G's Somebody please _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ Give me just [Gm] a [Dm] minute
_ _ [Gm] _ To [F] explain
_ _ _ My _ [Gm] misery
[Dm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ Somebody _ [F] please
_ _ _ Give me just [Gm] a [Dm] minute
_ _ [Gm] _ To [F] explain _ _ _ _ _
My [Gm] [Dm] misery
_ _ [Gm] _ [G] Somebody [F] please
Somebody please _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _