Chords for Rooga X Lil Moe 6Blocka -"Scrappers"(Official Music Video)

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Rooga X Lil Moe 6Blocka -"Scrappers"(Official Music Video) chords
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You should know you brought all your [Eb] fucking life on it.
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[F] [Gb] Just in [B] case a nigga think he tougher than [Eb] me.
Think you tougher than [F] me, you get [Gb] slumped on the street.
If we dope out there, you get [Eb] stomped out with feet.
Who is this [F] nigga that [Gb] ride up the street, boy, that [B] chop on me, knock the [Eb] jail off a Jeep.
If you ain't shooting, you driving.
[Gb] Young nigga sliding, gliding, [Eb] violent.
I hold that drink like a [F] motherfucking violin.
I'ma keep [B] shooting until I hear sirens.
[Eb] Putting up blasts, I [Bb] make them [B] crash.
They hopping out, falling, they overdramatic.
[Eb] Let's see who the fastest, I was just laughing.
I got so close, I left blood on the rack.
Please don't tweak, we got [Gb] chop in the party.
One false move and we [Eb] stopping the party.
But I ain't gonna [F] tweak, cause it's [B] bops in the party.
And one bitch trying to get me top in the [Eb] party.
You got [F] blick, well I got blick too.
I'm itching just to [Eb] see what this do.
Blick one, [Fm] I blick [B] two, he miss one, I hit two.
Ain't no [Eb] shortage on blicks.
[F] You fuck around [Gb] and get shorty in them hits.
Ain't gotta [Eb] do it, that's more of a risk.
Put a [F] brick on your [Gb] head and just order the [B] hit.
Ay, ooh, [Eb] ay.
We at the door [F] like you [Gb] ordered some shit.
Put that pipe to your head, call your [Eb] daughter a bitch.
I got all the [F] money, all [Gb] the drugs, all the [B] funds.
But I feel it's more of it.
[Eb] How bout we [Gb] spot him, we got him.
But where's your gun?
We caught you without [Eb] it.
Ay.
He tryna [F] run, but where'd you [B] go?
In them hollows, tell papa now stop all that [Eb] cappin'.
You don't be out [Gb] here, so stop all that rappin'.
But we got some shit that'll stop [Eb] all the traffic.
We turn [F] handguns to [Gb] automatics.
You [B] can get laid down like you [Eb] on a pallet.
I used to be [F] in the back [Gb] of the back.
Now I ride with that Mack in the back [Eb] of the back.
Make him think that [F] I forgot [Gb] about that.
Then a week [B] later, I'ma come back with a tec.
[Eb] Now somebody shot [F] in the back [Gb] of the neck.
He got away, but the driver [Eb] got stretched.
Now he left for trace, [F] cause the driver [Gb] got stretched.
Now he [B] just a nigga that pack like the rest.
[Eb] I got his low, [Bb] [B] I'ma keep shooting, so I ain't got no mo'.
Can't [Eb] trust no bitch, so I ain't got no [F] ho'.
If [B] he a problem, then he gotta go.
Watch how you talk [Eb] when you talk a little mo'.
[F] I got [Gb] my name, cause I shoot a little mo'.
He tryna [Eb] perform, I'ma be at his shoulder.
[F] Them scribe [Gb] gang members, they be at [Bm] your throat.
He was [Eb] that nigga that hold [F] the blicks that we always send to the store and shit.
[Eb] Don't ride up this block, we'll blow [F] at your shit.
[B] We don't even care if his hoes on a whip.
[Eb] We'll still run up and put hoes [Bbm] on a whip.
[Gb] That's two to the neck and four to the hip.
[Eb] Now that nigga dead over [Fm] a bitch.
[B] And I'm talking [Eb] literally over the bitch.
I got a Glock with a switch, it [F] do trick.
You [Gb] don't wanna see this bitch get the blicking.
[Eb] And don't think I'm slipping, I stay on [F] my pivot.
[Gb] I'm talking like a perc, [B] cause boy I'm just [Eb] itching.
I'm itching to squeeze.
[F] We got [Gb] some shit that you wouldn't believe.
[Eb] 762, it'll rip through a tree.
[F] I swear [Gb] these niggas, they different [B] from me.
Ay, ay, [Eb] now we on the A cause [Gb] that Lil Ho on them blocks.
It ain't no telling what Lil Ho on [Eb] them got.
We be so comfortable [B] sipping on Wok to keep it real.
I think we killed all the opps.
[Eb] Phone and they howling [Gb] y'all oppas.
All out the window with choppas.
They turned [Eb] this shit into pasta.
Look at [Dm] your roster, [B] you shouldn't have bothered.
None of them scrappers.
[Eb] You shouldn't have bothered them [F] scrappers.
[Gb] You could get clapped out.
We put niggas [Eb] together.
No, we put niggas [F] on scratches.
[Gb] We send niggas [B] away forever.
[Bb]
Watch how you talk when you talking to me.
You can get shot from the top of the [Eb] key.
Watch how you walk when you [F] walk up on [Gb] me.
I fuck [B] around to your top in the street.
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_ _ You should know you brought all your [Eb] fucking life on it.
_ [F] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [B] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [F] _ [Gb] _ _ [B] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [F] _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ [F] _ [Gb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Bb] _
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[Eb] _ _ [F] _ [Gb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Bb] _
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[Eb] _ _ [F] _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ [F] _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ [F] _ [Gb] Just in [B] case a nigga think he tougher than [Eb] me.
Think you tougher than [F] me, you get [Gb] slumped on the street.
If we dope out there, you get [Eb] stomped out with feet.
Who is this [F] nigga that [Gb] ride up the street, boy, that [B] chop on me, knock the [Eb] jail off a Jeep.
If you ain't shooting, you driving.
[Gb] Young nigga sliding, gliding, [Eb] violent.
I hold that drink like a [F] motherfucking violin.
I'ma keep [B] shooting until I hear sirens.
[Eb] Putting up blasts, I [Bb] make them [B] crash.
They hopping out, falling, they overdramatic.
[Eb] Let's see who the fastest, I was just laughing.
I got so close, I left blood on the rack.
Please don't tweak, we got [Gb] chop in the party.
One false move and we [Eb] stopping the party.
But I ain't gonna [F] tweak, cause it's [B] bops in the party.
And one bitch trying to get me top in the [Eb] party.
You got [F] blick, well I got blick too.
I'm itching just to [Eb] see what this do.
Blick one, [Fm] I blick [B] two, he miss one, I hit two.
Ain't no [Eb] shortage on blicks.
[F] You fuck around [Gb] and get shorty in them hits.
Ain't gotta [Eb] do it, that's more of a risk.
Put a [F] brick on your [Gb] head and just order the [B] hit.
Ay, ooh, [Eb] ay.
We at the door [F] like you [Gb] ordered some shit.
Put that pipe to your head, call your [Eb] daughter a bitch.
I got all the [F] money, all [Gb] the drugs, all the [B] funds.
But I feel it's more of it.
[Eb] How bout we [Gb] spot him, we got him.
But where's your gun?
We caught you without [Eb] it.
Ay.
He tryna [F] run, but where'd you [B] go?
In them hollows, tell papa now stop all that [Eb] cappin'.
You don't be out [Gb] here, so stop all that rappin'.
But we got some shit that'll stop [Eb] all the traffic.
We turn [F] handguns to [Gb] automatics.
You [B] can get laid down like you [Eb] on a pallet.
I used to be [F] in the back [Gb] of the back.
Now I ride with that Mack in the back [Eb] of the back.
Make him think that [F] I forgot [Gb] about that.
Then a week [B] later, I'ma come back with a tec.
[Eb] Now somebody shot [F] in the back [Gb] of the neck.
He got away, but the driver [Eb] got stretched.
Now he left for trace, [F] cause the driver [Gb] got stretched.
Now he [B] just a nigga that pack like the rest.
[Eb] I got his low, [Bb] [B] I'ma keep shooting, so I ain't got no mo'.
Can't [Eb] trust no bitch, so I ain't got no [F] ho'.
If [B] he a problem, then he gotta go.
Watch how you talk [Eb] when you talk a little mo'.
[F] I got [Gb] my name, cause I shoot a little mo'.
He tryna [Eb] perform, I'ma be at his shoulder.
[F] Them scribe [Gb] gang members, they be at [Bm] your throat.
He was [Eb] that nigga that hold [F] the blicks that we always send to the store and shit.
[Eb] Don't ride up this block, we'll blow [F] at your shit.
[B] We don't even care if his hoes on a whip.
[Eb] We'll still run up and put hoes [Bbm] on a whip.
[Gb] That's two to the neck and four to the hip.
[Eb] Now that nigga dead over [Fm] a bitch.
[B] And I'm talking [Eb] literally over the bitch.
I got a Glock with a switch, it [F] do trick.
You [Gb] don't wanna see this bitch get the blicking.
[Eb] And don't think I'm slipping, I stay on [F] my pivot.
[Gb] I'm talking like a perc, [B] cause boy I'm just [Eb] itching.
I'm itching to squeeze.
[F] We got [Gb] some shit that you wouldn't believe.
[Eb] 762, it'll rip through a tree.
[F] I swear [Gb] these niggas, they different [B] from me.
Ay, ay, [Eb] now we on the A cause [Gb] that Lil Ho on them blocks.
It ain't no telling what Lil Ho on [Eb] them got.
We be so comfortable [B] sipping on Wok to keep it real.
I think we killed all the opps.
[Eb] Phone and they howling [Gb] y'all oppas.
All out the window with choppas.
They turned [Eb] this shit into pasta.
Look at [Dm] your roster, [B] you shouldn't have bothered.
None of them scrappers.
[Eb] You shouldn't have bothered them [F] scrappers.
[Gb] You could get clapped out.
We put niggas [Eb] together.
No, we put niggas [F] on scratches.
[Gb] We send niggas [B] away forever.
[Bb]
Watch how you talk when you talking to me.
You can get shot from the top of the [Eb] key.
Watch how you walk when you [F] walk up on [Gb] me.
I fuck [B] around to your top in the street.
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