Chords
Trippple Cross

Key: E

Introduction:

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Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
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Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
verse 1: Young Scooter
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Every day I wake up, I get high as a kite
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Fuckin' with your baby mama, I damn near missed my flight
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Drunk in the mall and pick it up, I don't check no price
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My lil' bitch from New York, she told me talk to her nice
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I told that bitch just pay attention, I could change your life
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You drive these bricks to Atlanta, I'll give you 25 racks
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How many bricks in the trunk? Bitch, don't worry 'bout that
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Why you in that old ass Acura? I got a compartment in that
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Trap check, trap check, nigga, check your spots
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If anything missin', just connect the dots
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Shit, I came from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop
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Street Lottery, they waitin' on my album to drop
Chorus: Young Thug
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Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
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First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
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All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
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fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
verse 2: Future
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Pocahontas bitch, her hair long down to her ass
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White jewelry on, like the confederate flag
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Diamonds on your ankle, I put minks on your back
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Trap go super fast, nigga, bag full of cash
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Trap money comin' in, thousand bags of gas
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Walked in the Cartier store and I fucked up the stash
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Good Actavis on, big Rolex on, that new bitch look like a check
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15 bitches just came from England, sittin' on a Global Express
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Walkin' in Fendi, no pretendin', gotta have a lot of baguettes
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Drop top, wintertime, we can't turn down, 25 karats on my chest
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14 keys on my desk, lookin' like an Olympic
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Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it
Chorus: Young Thug
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Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
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First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
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All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
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fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
verse 3: Young Scooter
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Hundred racks, hundred racks, every day I juug a hundred packs
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Walk out the door with it and you'll never get your money back
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200 racks, 200 racks, every month I make 200 racks
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Call with a brick or what, how the hell you get off bond for that?
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Broke ass niggas got the game fucked up
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Tellin' on niggas just to get their time cut
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Wake up out my sleep and count some Freebandz up
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Scooter get your money, stay away from them ducks
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I'm not in the industry, I'm in the streets with bricks
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In the streets with pounds, lay your bitch ass down
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Send a ghost at one of you niggas, he won't make a sound
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God blessed me with these millions so I'ma keep 'em around
Street!
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Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
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First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
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All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
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fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah