Chords for Triggaman (The Showboys)

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_ [N] The rhymes you are about to hear are true.
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_ [F#] _ _ MC's names have been changed to protect the [A#m] innocent.
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ Our [Cm] story starts in a town [A] that was not tame.
[F] There was no law, [Cm] things were insane.
In order to survive, y [F#]'all had to be mean.
Our story starts in notorious [Cm] greens.
Now gang leaders [F] found to meet.
The ultimate conclusion was [Cm] defeat.
They ruled them with [N] an iron hand.
And filthy [Cm] Trigger Man.
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Gang Gang [N] don't care no man.
I saw the shot turn to blow out yo' [Cm] chest.
And filthy Trigger [F] Man, cut my way.
I'm gonna cut off his head and put it on [Cm] display.
It looks to mother that it don't be so bold.
If that trash that you're on better put on hold.
Cause I'm definitely coming, you know I don't lie.
Remember Bucky, you can run but you can't hide.
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_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] Oh my boy, the plan goes this way.
I wanna blow Trigger Man back [G] to yesterday.
Nardo, I want you to go to his house.
Bring his [D#] doorbell and punch his wife in her mouth.
[G#] Slap her by the hair and do the string.
Slap [F#] her rope, do the truffle, up her head, do [D#] her feet.
Slap her with [F#] the card, feel the blades, tear her slack.
Oh, and Nardo, you left broad a bad day.
[G#] Alright, [B] cut her off the car, throw her back in the yard.
And tell [F#] her, Buck Gang Gang, this is [Cm] Rick Ross.
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_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C] Alright, [G] y'all, here's what we'll [D#] do.
Red money go straight to you know [A#] who.
Buck Gang Gang, that [G] heartless cow.
And tell him that it's time that he leaves this town.
On your way [D#] back, bring me his son.
Lock him in the trunk, yeah, that should be fun.
This old Buck knows he has to lose.
And it's [C] unfitting, cause he may shoot.
Then drag him from the river, throw him back above the swamp.
With a note around his neck saying Trigger [Cm] Man's hard.
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And I do that for the mistakes, the safety, the lack of this.
That hurt so bad.
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_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [Cm] Now this battle goes on [G] for quite a while.
Trigger fight can hurt but it's losing [Cm] time.
But nevertheless, you've got [B] to test your own power.
It's getting more critical by the [Cm] hour
With my feet on my head, feel [D#] me buttin' my head
Bunch of cats at a time, I drop this [Cm] man
Checkin' pictures is [D#] good, my last words were clean
I said, boys, it's time to get busy out [Cm] here
So we loaded up, I don't wanna lose [A] my gangland
Let me summon Uzi's in the head, riding on the [Cm] fender
Believe what you hear, man, [F] what's on the alert?
Well, in a little while, I will be going to [Cm] Missouri Yes!
I was raised in [N] Little Kansas, it's so sad
News travel fast, it was like a [Cm] ghost town
Limo's [C] rolled up, the distance was safe
Bumps to turn, trigger to fifth place
Woo-hoo, uh-huh, nine millimeters cocked
In the air was a shower, none allowed to [G] be packed
Rattatatata, back on [N] the matter
Move on my Uzi and rattatatata
Trigger your scatter, my body dispersed
And the spray that went back was [C] two times worse
_ _ [N] Rattatatatatatatatata, boom!
A boom was a slow move, it was safe to assume
Being held in the hand of Elliot Ness
Standing on the roof, with a badge in his jacket, he said
All right, boy, so it's here, so let's drop those weapons
Put your hands in the air
I came out the door, a Bucks can't care
Put my hands in the air, who is this man?
Elliot Ness
Please, who is this?
When I paid off the boss, was he someone I missed?
No, you could be arresting me
I own your boss, your cousins, and any jury
I'm the one that rules, I make the math
Nobody tell him who I am, Bucks can't care
Now look, Mr.
Ness, you must be new
A flat-footed, pointy-ass, deep-thunk screw
This filthy Trigger man has one thing to say
You better get off that roof and be on your way
So don't waste your time arresting me
Cause on your paycheck, it's not Trigger man-filled
I'm above the law, so don't feel [C] cheated
Mr.
Ness, put an egg in your seat and beat it Beat it
_ [Cm] So let's bring it, my Ness Ness-es out
There'll be a tree stand where you are when you get out
And if anybody wants to get boost, I'll [B] cook them
Give a smile to [Cm] those boys and then say
Welcome, welcome, [C] welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome
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