223's (feat. 9lokknine) - YNW Melly

Cm
Rocco did it again
                     G
Oh this bitch recordin'?
        Cm                 G
That's crazy, hah, yeah, slatt, you know, uh
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 Cm
Whole lot of gang shit
    G
Baow, graow, baow, graow, blatt
 Cm                      G
Uh, slatt, slatt, hold up, uh, uh, slatt, uh

Cm
Blood walk, baby, this the Blood walk, huh
G
I don't use my hands, I let the blood talk, huh
Cm
.223's and MACs'll make you blood walk
G
I can make any nigga hit the Crip walk

Cm
Crip walk, I'ma let my hip talk
G
Pulled a .40 with a dicky, gotta kill up ya'll
Cm
Click, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Gm
And the clip is see-through

Cm
What all do you want from me?
G
AR's and them .223's
Cm
Fuckin' 'round with me, you see
G
I'm hot, I'm 500 degrees

 Cm
Heard he caught a body
G
But that does not mean shit to me
Cm
Got two on me, got two on me
G
Blood Gang, yeah, SuWoop on me

Cm
Detrimental
Cm
Me and Glokk all on your instrumental
G
I kill a nigga and it really wasn't coincidental
Cm
Stop all that flaggin' shit, you just be on that actin' shit
     G
No, I ain't with no cappin' shit and I ain't on no rappin' shit

Cm
No lackin', bitch, you know it ain't no lackin', bitch
   G
I check into Blood, nigga, like, "Ayy, man, what's brackin', bitch?"
Cm
I'm two floors up on you niggas
      G
I'm two floors up on you niggas, yeah

Cm
What all do you want from me?
G
AR's and them .223's
Cm
Fuckin' 'round with me, you see
G
I'm hot, I'm 500 degrees

Cm
Heard he caught a body
     G
But that does not mean shit to me
Cm
Got two on me, got two on me
 G
Blood Gang, yeah, SuWoop on me

           Cm
I'm like blatt (Uh-huh), we don't never play, he get whacked, like
G
Tryna find his face, ain't no trace, ain't comin' back
Cm
G-Nine, Mister Two-Glocks, just bought a MAC (Oh yeah)
   G
A MAC for your facelift, rearrange your cap (Come here)

Cm
One foot in the industry and one foot in the trap
             G
Invite that dope to my bloodline, I treat him like my strap
          Cm
'Cause 'bout me he'll take a nigga's feet off the map
  G
Big B's 'til I'm sleep, push a P, he get clapped

Cm
Two guns, that's the twin Glocks, I roger that part
 G
Colder than a bitch 'cause the bitch froze at that
       Cm
Like apostrophe, Google forgot a comma in the back
             G
Say I'm worth 250K, we can bet a trey on that, nigga

 Cm
What all do you want from me?
G
AR's and them .223's
Cm
Fuckin' 'round with me, you see
G
I'm hot, I'm 500 degrees

Cm
Heard he caught a body
      G
But that does not mean shit to me
   Cm
Got two on me, got two on me
   G
Blood Gang, yeah, SuWoop on me

Cm
Big blatt like SuWoop, mmh, yeah
                    G
What you want? What he want? Mmh, ayy, ayy
                    Cm
Big sticks for a punk, yeah, mmh
                      G
What he, uh, what he see? Yeah, uh, ayy, ayy

                   Cm
Big blatts 'cause I bleed, yeah, mhm
                      G
What he on, what he breathe? Yeah, ayy, ayy
                        Cm
I'm pushin' P's, pushin' P's, yeah, yeah
                         G
What it is and what it ain't, mmh, ayy, ayy

Like a skunk, we leave him stank