F.B.I Chords by The Dayton Family

Tempo:
74.9 bpm
Chords used:

Gm

Cm

C

G

F

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Dayton Family - F.B.I.. chords
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[C] [Bb]
[G] [F] [G] [F] I'm waking up in [Cm] the morning with problems on my mind
Motherfucker education and drug rehabilitation
[Bb] I'm smoking on [Gm] that weed and the green is getting tasty
[F] Dead [Gm] feds in my closet cause they tried to chase me
[Cm] November the 29th, I bust open my mother's cock
Pussy hoe [C] was dick and she tricked me, now I'm addicted to [Gm] crack rock
So motherfuck you bitches and you snitches [C] tryna dupe me in
[Gm] Police in disguise as Annie tries to buy [Cm] Peruvian
Knocking at my fucking door, ducking and dodging on that floor
[C] That dude done got you, no he got me reaching for [Gm] my 44
Peeping up out my window pane, I [C] smell cops
[Gm] A hunk he's on the block, dropped to my knee and took [Cm] a shot
I seen him drop one time, this ain't the place for [C] that
Since he's a fed, I took off his [G] face for [Gm] that
Old chick that he tried to put in, you know he couldn't [F] get away with this
[Cm] Bitch I'm a time bomb, time so don't you play with this
Fuck being indicted so don't you try it, that's the fucking [C] story
Cops go to the cemetery, no snitches in [Gm] my laboratory
I'm finna scroll and rock it up so where's my silver spoon
I put my A out on the block and all [C] you hear is [Cm] boom
This is my set so you can jack or get that sweater wet
A fed is bloody, he's been wounded by [Gm] a fucking tech
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, I'ma take him up [C] out his misery
[Gm] For all my nuts and tryna stick me with [Cm] delivery
Loose lips, sink ships, so this is do or [C] die
This is a letter from some stream cause [Gm] the FBI
Last I was known so I guess you [C] dirty cops are [Gm] clean
You took a father from his family, [C] motherfuck they [Cm] dreams
Is what you said, so motherfucker bitch that's [C] fed
I want you dead, I'ma pop your [Gm] ass full of lead
Let's make a deal, this shit is real
Ill, I pack my steel, you letting go, then we [Cm] can let you live
You make that switch, and now it's time to kill you bitch
Give you a overdose of bullets and put [Gm] you in a ditch
Drug dealers and fed killers, [F] let's get [Gm] united
Boom, O's on them hoes, green [F] for Ben and [Cm] Titus
I see my [Gm]
own [G] dead [Gm] friends die
[Cm]
[Gm] [G]
[Cm] Motherfuck the FBI, bitches I'm prepared to die
All them greens back on my dick cause I won't swing [Gm] his drugs and pry
Jail ain't never scared me none, fuck the feds and vice cops too
Distribution of cocaine is that all y'all [Cm] could come and do?
Bitches bad just pull these facts, find yourself a better snitch
Cause that bitch you watch for watching so that me and [Gm] her word ain't shit
If I get some prison time, give me mine cause I ain't fake
Since my clique don't switch when I get out all my [C] connects is straight
[Cm] The journal keeps my name in lights and slap me to the third degree
[C] From my talking come the news, these papers wanna [Gm] seduce me
Bitch move next but pick the ghost, you'll never get [C] this chance again
[Gm] Got a baby by my auntie, and want your nephew [C] in the pen
[Cm] Bitch we ain't no kin, fuck that smiling I ain't in that mood
Bringing me indictment papers, eating on my [Gm] grandmother's food
Bitch you know that's rude, attitude is to the third degree
Send me to penitentiary, come out that bitch [C] a straight up G
[Cm] Never been a busta, always been a hustla selling yay
They were busting caps so we could deal us down [Gm] at where I stay
I'm finna make my pay and selling yay's the only way I know
Things around the block soon as I open up [C] my rock house door
[Cm] Gotta make some more, I'm dropping eight fees on that digital scale
More popular than Taco Bell, taco shells [Gm] would make it sense
Motherfucker bitch I want a key, get me that uncut raw
Shit or numb, your daughter best cocaine these [F] crackheads ever saw
[Cm] Your mama eyes are big again, every time she smoke she plots
Sister would give her a rock, she's sending the federal government [Gm] in my spot
Conspiracy and distribution, drop some drip so I can fight it
Free again, this ill dope bitch, [C] fuck being [Cm] indicted
[Gm] [G] [Gm] [Cm]
[Gm] [G] [Gm] [Cm]
[Gm]
[Cm]
[Gm]
[Cm]
[Gm]
[N]
Key:  
Gm
123111113
Cm
13421113
C
3211
G
2131
F
134211111
Gm
123111113
Cm
13421113
C
3211
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To learn The Dayton Family - F.B.I chords, your practice should emphasize these chord progressions: Gm, Cm, Gm, Cm, C, Gm, Bb and C. I suggest starting at a calm pace of 75 BPM, and as you gain confidence, approach the song's BPM of 150. Configure the capo to your vocal range and chord preference, remembering the key of C Minor.

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_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] _
[G] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ [F] I'm waking up in [Cm] the morning with problems on my mind
Motherfucker education and drug rehabilitation
[Bb] I'm smoking on [Gm] that weed and the green is getting tasty
[F] Dead [Gm] feds in my closet cause they tried to chase me
[Cm] November the 29th, I bust open my mother's cock
Pussy hoe [C] was dick and she tricked me, now I'm addicted to [Gm] crack rock
So motherfuck you bitches and you snitches [C] tryna dupe me in
[Gm] Police in disguise as Annie tries to buy [Cm] Peruvian
Knocking at my fucking door, ducking and dodging on that floor
[C] That dude done got you, no he got me reaching for [Gm] my 44
Peeping up out my window pane, I [C] smell cops
[Gm] A hunk he's on the block, dropped to my knee and took [Cm] a shot
I seen him drop one time, this ain't the place for [C] that
Since he's a fed, I took off his [G] face for [Gm] that
Old chick that he tried to put in, you know he couldn't [F] get away with this
[Cm] Bitch I'm a time bomb, time so don't you play with this
Fuck being indicted so don't you try it, that's the fucking [C] story
Cops go to the cemetery, no snitches in [Gm] my laboratory
I'm finna scroll and rock it up so where's my silver spoon
I put my A out on the block and all [C] you hear is [Cm] boom
This is my set so you can jack or get that sweater wet
A fed is bloody, he's been wounded by [Gm] a fucking tech
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, I'ma take him up [C] out his misery
[Gm] For all my nuts and tryna stick me with [Cm] delivery
Loose lips, sink ships, so this is do or [C] die
This is a letter from some stream cause [Gm] the FBI
Last I was known so I guess you [C] dirty cops are [Gm] clean
You took a father from his family, [C] motherfuck they [Cm] dreams
Is what you said, so motherfucker bitch that's [C] fed
I want you dead, I'ma pop your [Gm] ass full of lead
Let's make a deal, this shit is real
Ill, I pack my steel, you letting go, then we [Cm] can let you live
You make that switch, and now it's time to kill you bitch
Give you a overdose of bullets and put [Gm] you in a ditch
Drug dealers and fed killers, [F] let's get [Gm] united
Boom, O's on them hoes, green [F] for Ben and [Cm] Titus
I see my _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ own [G] dead [Gm] friends die
_ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G]
[Cm] Motherfuck the FBI, bitches I'm prepared to die
All them greens back on my dick cause I won't swing [Gm] his drugs and pry
Jail ain't never scared me none, fuck the feds and vice cops too
Distribution of cocaine is that all y'all [Cm] could come and do?
Bitches bad just pull these facts, find yourself a better snitch
Cause that bitch you watch for watching so that me and [Gm] her word ain't shit
If I get some prison time, give me mine cause I ain't fake
Since my clique don't switch when I get out all my [C] connects is straight
[Cm] The journal keeps my name in lights and slap me to the third degree
[C] From my talking come the news, these papers wanna [Gm] seduce me
Bitch move next but pick the ghost, you'll never get [C] this chance again
[Gm] Got a baby by my auntie, and want your nephew [C] in the pen
[Cm] Bitch we ain't no kin, fuck that smiling I ain't in that mood
Bringing me indictment papers, eating on my [Gm] grandmother's food
Bitch you know that's rude, attitude is to the third degree
Send me to penitentiary, come out that bitch [C] a straight up G
[Cm] Never been a busta, always been a hustla selling yay
They were busting caps so we could deal us down [Gm] at where I stay
I'm finna make my pay and selling yay's the only way I know
Things around the block soon as I open up [C] my rock house door
[Cm] Gotta make some more, I'm dropping eight fees on that digital scale
More popular than Taco Bell, taco shells [Gm] would make it sense
Motherfucker bitch I want a key, get me that uncut raw
Shit or numb, your daughter best cocaine these [F] crackheads ever saw
[Cm] Your mama eyes are big again, every time she smoke she plots
Sister would give her a rock, she's sending the federal government [Gm] in my spot
Conspiracy and distribution, drop some drip so I can fight it
Free again, this ill dope bitch, [C] fuck being [Cm] indicted
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [Cm] _
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[Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [Cm] _
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