Chords for MERI BANDOOK feat Bohemia

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_ _ _ _ I'm _ a man _ _ _ _ _ _ of my word, I'm a man of my word
[Am] I'm a man of my word, I'm a man of my word
I'm a man _ _ of my word, I'm _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ a man of my word
I'm _ a man of _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ my word, I'm a man of my word
The king's eyes are red, the leg is in a bad condition
I didn't get the money for the night, _ I'm a _ criminal, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm a criminal
If _ you find me, arrest me
_ And change your attitude
[A] My people look at me like a gun in my hand
My people all look at _ [E] me in a weird way
They don't understand [C] when I say [B] something
They do [A] it and they always turn [Am] their backs on me
I keep my hands on my eyes, [C] my hands are [E] red
Like my hands [A] have proof
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Like my hands have a gun
_ _ _ _ I write songs, I shoot bullets
[A] Like my hands have a gun
_ _ _ _ [Am] I steal hearts when I hear the heart
[B] Like my hands [A] have a gun
_ _ _ _ [E] I [C] write songs, I shoot [Am] bullets
Like my hands have a [A] gun
All my dudes real, you dudes too scary
Run up on the mic, you ate up like a blueberry
I pop up under your bed just like a tooth fairy
And give you nightmares like Kool Kredit
It's [F] getting funky and you know just like Bondi I do it chunky
Evil coupled in banana clips for you damn monkeys
If you want it, you can get it
Now you don't want to tempt me
Whatever the fuck you gonna say now [B] really don't offend me
Yeah fuck a backpack rap my lyrical gag
Go clap, clap, clap
Make haters wanna [Gm] back up fast when they hear that
Mac click, clack
Throw a [A] little bit of cheese now you're stuck in a trap
And you know Springer will never ever go flip flop
We touching and counting that big guap
What a king of desi hip hop
All my dudes real, you dudes too scary
[E] Run up on [C] the mic, you dudes too [B] scary
And [A] _ give you nightmares like Kool Kredit
It's getting funky and you know just like Bondi I do it [Am] _ chunky
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [E] Run up on the mic, you dudes too scary
It's getting funky and you know just like Bondi I do it chunky
Like my hands [A] have a gun _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ Like my hands [A] have a gun
_ _ _ _ [Am] I write songs, I shoot bullets
Like my hands have a gun _ _ _ _
All my dudes real, you dudes too scary
Like my hands have a gun
_ I _ _ write songs, I shoot bullets
Like my hands [A] have a gun
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