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Blackin Out

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Introducción:

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 Dm 
Six shit
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Ay yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
 Dm       C             G 
Six nigga, Dedication six niggas
 F                                             G                 Dm 
Six nigga, six nigga, Dedication six niggas
 C                     G 
Six nigga, sick nigga, sick six shit nigga
verse 1: Euro + Lil Wayne
 Dm                               C 
I hear y'all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
 G           Dm                           F                                           G 
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)
       Dm                     C                                                     G 
If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)
         Dm                       C 
I'm anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)

         Dm                                                   C 
Raw papers full of peas, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
           Dm                                                             C 
We all wavy, I'm just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
                     Dm                                             C 
See they more like superstars, I'm more like Super Saiyans
 Dm                                                         G 
Bein' the greatest ever is my destiny skills
                 Dm                               F                 C             Dm 
Since a child, I focused on my Cali b and Michelle (Okay)
   Dm                                                                 C 
Sittin' back, getting head from Mademoiselle
                         Dm                           C 
Tryna' put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will
 Dm                                                             C                 G                       Dm 
Dedicated to you to you for the 6th time, killed it on 5th one
                                     C 
Now they say I'm big time
                                       Dm                                                         C 
While them niggas skipped lunch,I learned how to skip lines
                                     G                                                         C 
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mine
                                     Dm                                         C 
Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a pasia
                                     Dm                                                           C 
I knew this drug king-pin that tried to run for Mayor (skrt!)
                               Dm                                                 C 
Posted on the back-blocks talking player-player
                                             G                                   C 
If she bad and I am greata', get her unlimited data
                                           Dm                                         C 
They tryna' build a wall, man my dogs gon' hate that shit
 G                               Dm                                             C 
And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
 G                 Dm                                 C 
We in the game but we don't play that shit
                       Dm 
Cover your soul before they take that shit
Young
 Dm                                                   C                 Em 
Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga
 Dm                                               C                     Em 
Rich nigga, polo nigga, house bigga' bills
               Dm                                             C                 Em 
Bigga' sick nigga, hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga
 Dm                                                   C                   Em 
Racks nigga, real bigga', Shaq bigga', lil' nigga
 Dm 
Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, still nigga
 Dm 
Coke on coke nigga, slopes nigga, hills nigga, joke nigga
 Dm                 G                                                     Dm 
No nigga, clip figure, quick trigger, thick strippers
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I ain't into stick figures, make signals, O.J. with the brick
               G 
Nigga run through the white

                 Dm                                                       C 
Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, Shawty like the pearly whites
                 Dm                                                               C 
Nigga, straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
                 Dm                                                       C 
Nigga, bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
N.C.
   Dm                                                           C 
Talkin' boutta a war, that's a convo' at the bar, wait
 Dm                                                                   C 
Drugs in the Broncos start the motherfuckin' Huss race
 Dm 
I take off fom Urden, take your bitch up into MySpace
 Dm 
I tell her keep her mouth shut
And if not I got some Scottish tape
 Dm                                                   G 
Gotta keep the lock-safe, referring to the safe-lock
 Dm 
The shells fallin' to the ground, shakin' make you do the James Brown
 Dm                                                       C 
I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
 Dm                                                       G 
I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bounce
 Dm 
Some niggas like flight crowns
 G 
Some niggas like to fight vessels
 Dm 
Some niggas got the right time, if you're asking me
                 G 
I say "Time will tell"
               Dm                                                   F 
Some niggas think they icons, some bitches think that I cast em'
    N.C.
     Dm                                               C 
Niggas really pythons, I'm watching out for myself
N.C.
 Dm 
Lyin' here, lookin' like "aww, yeah", lawn chair
Chop right off a Con air land it on the Timeshare
 Dm                                                   G 
I will, Versace eye-wear, feelin' like top shelf
 Dm 
Cool is two L's and rock bells, hot as Scottsdale
Bombshell
 Dm               C                                 Dm 
Blackin' out, blackin' out, we on the drugs
 F 
Blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
 G             Dm           F 
All the guns, blackin' out, blackin' out, black-black-blackin' out
 G             Dm         C                                                       G                                 C 
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out (Bow!)
 G                                                                 Dm 
Yeah, blackin' out, blackin' out, we on the drugs
 C                                                                                     G 
Blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
 Dm                       F 
All the guns, blackin' out, blackin' out, black-black-blackin' out
 G             Dm                                                         C 
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out
 Dm                     G                   Dm  C 
That's some slick shit