TEC - Pay Up (MUSIC VIDEO)[Song Prod By: Guwap$] Chords

_ You ready?
_ _ [Gm] Yeah man, you hear me?
[Dm] You know how I be fuckin' lam, man.
You know what the [Gm] fuck up with me, bitch.
Yeah.
_ _ [Dm] Fuck that shit, we gon' smoke with [Gm] everybody,
We put scopes on [D] them choppers.
[Dm] But them bitches pointless, we go close when we spot em.
Fuck that nigga, [Gm] he know how I feel about him,
He know how I feel about him.
Middle [Dm] fingers in his face, fuck him, how I feel about him.
[Gm] All that buck [A] in front the stage, gon' make [Gm] us whoop them pills out [Dm] him.
Come on inside them pills, got em twisted top like a pill [Gm] bottle.
They like Lu-I [Bb]-P-B, boo out till you bring that feel out em, [Dm] yeah.
And that's when the blitz gets in,
Empty the car to switch the clip,
Your mother, your brother, your bitch get pinned.
We cut through the back and hit the fence.
Whole lotta bodies, this shit ain't pretend.
Put up that Glock, [Gm] bout to F&N.
We don't kill [A] a mile, we gon' step again.
[Gm] Santana be all out the roof, [Dm] nigga.
Had a reppin' life, you step, I started that shit.
But never was with all that reppin', don't take part in that shit.
You never know you in that web until you caught in that bitch.
[Gm] Might lose your heart in that bitch.
Can't swim with sharks and you fish.
That bitch [Dm] is just bait to us.
Fake as fuck.
We come in whenever you say pull [Gm] up.
That shit that you doing ain't safe with [Dm] us.
We got them choppers, we spray shit up.
Yeah, you seen a murder, rape one up.
_ _ Thanks to us, whole lotta posts, we banged it up.
Gotta go get a soul, I hang [A] with us.
Fuck yourself up, try to aim at us.
We gon' [D] turn em into angel [Dm] dust.
Cremate em, shred a nigga like a sheet of paper.
Chop a [E] sting like a needle [D] breaker.
Homemade salad, [Dm] that's a sweet potato on purple, baby.
Like, look what these pussy niggas made us.
Mama told me [D] in the Reagan put them [Dm] K's up.
But pussy nigga gotta pay up.
[Gm] Pussy nigga gotta pay up.
[Dm] That's only K's in that nation when you playing about your shit.
[Gm] [D] Got that whole [Dm] gang spraying about this shit.
_ Whole wall shit spraying about [Gm] this shit.
Got [Dm] them brothers spraying me like a bear on this bitch.
We hood it up like the Klans were on this bitch.
This nigga must be full of Zazz were on this bitch.
But he gon' get his shit bust.
From the [Gm] impact, [Dm] let that bitch hit [A] till it click back.
[Gm] Yeah, yeah, [Dm] gang shit.
Whole lotta gang shit.
_ Yeah, freestyle off the brain shit.
Yeah, you know what man, I don't really give a fuck.
You know, I [Gm] been out my time.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Nigga ain't gon' fuck with that.
And I just got [Dm] off parole and I still been had that pole.
Whole time [Gm] I was on that [D] bitch, so you know what it is.
[Dm] Yeah, I just went got some bigger shit.
I don't even give a fuck.
You know, [Gm] you know.
[Dm] But y'all, you know, whatever y'all wanna do, I'm with that.
Just let me know.
Not on the ground though.
[Gm] I let me, you [Dm] know how to get it, man.
Let's rock this [Dm] shit.
They let us fight and shit, you hear me?
Bitch gon' make me come step.
And I got that little Luwop with me, bitch.
And a check, bitch.
And a Guwop all the time.
We made the murder rate one up.
Thanks.
Whole lotta gang shit.
Freedom fuckin' Purple Babies, nigga.
You know what