Chords for Sleepy Hallow - Tension (Audio)

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_ _ _ _ _ _ I can't tell him what I do till it's done, we let it rain and no sun
And we gon' pull up with the gang, can't get no 101s
The homies say I'm the one, I walk up and he run
And boy we know to let it bang, we don't care where you from
That 40 be like a drum, put in pain and no punk
My niggas know I never change, they forget you in the slum
Shoot a gang, know he do the most In midterm riding with my brothers, we been
through the most Bullets dripping through his coat
I know they lose their hope Most of my niggas fighting years, but they
won't grind the rope I had to bring that top up with me, went to
link a hope That's how I made [D#] it home
And you can keep your clothes on, I only want [Cm] the dome
Shocked up, no lackin' force Remember nighttime in this trap, stuck no
package force Probably come and snatch up yours
Pop out, ain't got no worries Know my niggas get the shoe on like we Stephen
Curry Like we Stephen Curry, how bout
Doing damage, shorty bitch, he pissing on the dick, but that's the hammer
The confederate, he's tryna stay up off the camera
I hope [C] it don't jam, this pussy gotta get blammed
I can't tell him what I do till it's done, we let it rain and no sun
And we gon' pull up with the gang, can't get no 101s
The homies say I'm the one, I walk up and he run
And boy we know to let it bang, we don't care where you from
That 40 beat like a drum, put a pain in no punk
My niggas know I never change if you're getting in slums
So the gang know we do the most And bitch I'm [E] riding with my brothers, we been
through the most Bullet tripping [Cm] through his coat
Track in, get the flex in, whole gang here and then we coming in for seconds
And we gon' play the front, tell a bullet what the back end
Security buck, how the fuck you gon' get the strap in
Do him like he hit the stage, you gon' get the clap in
4-5-6, a nigga we hand cracking, don't care bout what he jacking
No fresh and get the black end, lil' Billy pistol packing
You dying if you like it, uh-huh, yeah
Bitch I been the man, running through them bands
Your favorite rapper, I'm fan, wanna fuck up on the beats
Bitch I'm too black for a tan, [C] just meet me at the telly
With [Cm] like 30 of your friends, I got dirty in my cup
And gun up in my hand, lot of niggas broken person
But there's 30 on the band, more for Perky not his hand
I'm here to leave a man, but she know I ain't loving
I'ma leave her where she stand
I can't tell him what I do till it's done, we let it rain in no sun
And we gon' pull up with the gang, can't get no 101s
The homies say I'm the one, I walk up and he run
And boy we know to let it bang, we don't care where you from
That 40 beat like a drum, put the pain in no punk
My niggas know I never change, if you get in the slums
Shoot a gang, know we do the most
And [F#] bitch I'm riding with my brothers, we been through the most
Bullets [Cm] flipping through his coat _ _ _ _ _ _
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