Letra y Acordes de la canción EVERYBODY SHOOTERS TOO (FT. EST GEE) - 42 Dugg
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Los acordes de la canción Everybody Shooters Too (ft. EST Gee) interpretada por 42 Dugg fué lanzada el Miércoles 30 de Marzo de 2022. Originalmente está compuesta en la tonalidad de C# MAYOR (Puede cambiarlo a cualquier clave que desee, usando la opción Transportar). Sin embargo, la tonalidad en nuestra web está sujeta a la redacción realizada por el usuario que la compartió. (Es decir, puede ser diferente al tono original). El tiempo promedio es de 188 BPM. Además, tiene una duración de 01:52 minutos. Estos acordes son simples y fáciles de tocar en la guitarra, el piano o el ukulele.
Tonalidad Base: C# Círculo Armónico: C# A#m F# D#m G# Fm Fm Everybody shooters too Fm We can’t be into it if I ain’t shoot at you Fm (Enrgy made this one) Fm I’m who all the gangsta young thug niggas look up to Fm I’m who all the opps and robbers plot on tryin’ do it to Fm I’m who all the project and the model hoes wanna do it to Fm She put it on her head and twist her hands like the screw was loose Fm You talk like you bulletproof, we all really know the truth Fm They know we the reason for them candlelight visuals Fm Niggas can’t be serious, they funny Fm He think he the big dog on his block ’cause he got money Fm Last one got out of line, went against the guys, got punished Fm Meanwhile, I’m thuggin’, pulling pounds out of luggage Fm Sold it in Kentucky, but I purchased it a number Fm Sevens for one twenty, for a QP, nineteen hunnid’ Fm You found out you can hustle, you a killer all a sudden Fm Sometimes I wish I could’ve left with Red, God made me suffer Fm But pressure made me tougher, when it’s smoke, I don’t be duckin’ Fm You see me out in public with it out, I never tuck it Fm They say it’s all or nothing Fm So I’m going for it, fuck it Fm Million dollar budget, that’s in all fives Fm Niggas still rentin’ in the city, I bought all mines Fm I ain’t been the same since my dawg died Fm Runoff, you get hogtied, silly Fm He ratted I don’t feel him, on my momma, I should kill him Fm Young freak bitch still’ll stuff it all for me Fm I was just in the county, could you make a call for me? Fm Nah, we don’t fuck with Percs, young nigga off puppy Fm My bad if I give sixty to my youngin’, mom, and dad Fm I ain’t used to people passin’, I’m used to homicides Fm I ain’t wanna buy the Aston, I got the Urus Fm Probably the only young rich nigga without veneers Fm ‘Fore I forget to mention, bitch, I got a M in jewelry, literally Fm Instagram killin’ me, that savage shit still in me Fm I passed, nah, doggy this for Tank, nigga, I ride Fm This for hoes said I can’t, look at me now Fm Real niggas holed up, wait ’til we drop Fm City in they feelings, main man from the country Fm Remember I ain’t have a dollar, I just had a bump Fm Now I’m getting money, I can laugh and shit Fm Paid for it all cash, I’ll crash this bitch