Letra y Acordes de la canción FREE THE SHINERS - 42 Dugg
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Los acordes de la canción Free The Shiners interpretada por 42 Dugg fué lanzada el Viernes 08 de Abril de 2022. Originalmente está compuesta en la tonalidad de B 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 154 BPM. Además, tiene una duración de 02:04 minutos. Estos acordes son simples y fáciles de tocar en la guitarra, el piano o el ukulele.
Tonalidad Base: B Círculo Armónico: B G#m E C#m F# D#m Yeah, yeah Yeah, mmm Hop out with the chop out at my opp house (at my opp house) Niggas swear they don't fuck with 12, be trynna cop out (they don't fuck with jakes) Drive bounce, smelling what I'm cooking, put the rock down (smellin' what I'm cookin'?) Thot bitch used to fuck with her, she a opp now Block bitch, fucking B Her excuse, she selling them beans Who want them for seventeen? A thousand under eleven G's F check, exotic? Nah, nigga, meth? Yes Rapper where? I sell dog And I'm not embarrassed Stress press, circle squares (stress press) And that's a solid rep (that's a solid) Quarter large, this bitch hittin' hard (quarter large) She trying not to stare (trying not to) I don't care, I done dumped on niggas with they mama there (rrr, rrr, rrr) I'ma jump out first (I'ma jump out) You know I never been no follower (no, I never been no) I saved her under "Swallower" Supreme, Trues, Prada purse I don't trust a bitch So if I slip, my youngin' still'll lurk Rapper second, killer first My opps probably invented shirts What's the next? Still in the dirt Lil' homie and cousin, I'm young, thuggin' Big sprites, they muddy (yeah, yeah) Twelve uncles, they nutty (yeah, yeah) We been killing for money (yeah) Yeah, we been killing for nothin' (been killin') Bare face in public (bare face in) Let's get back for our brother (get back for our) Nigga better not ask for nothin' (nigga better not ask for a dollar) Back up, better not touch me (back up and not ) Niggas get killed for clutching (uh huh huh) Niggas die before they blink they eyes (they die) Ain't even see me up in here (see me up here) Was fire, damn near crossed me eyes (uh, it was fire) I ain't even get to fuck her, I was high We just met one time I told this bitch I love her (I told that bitch I love her) And I told this bitch just fuck her Can't get me, gotta do my brother Count to three, at three I'm dumpin' Bumpin', jumpin', fuck them, slump them (yeah) Been yelling, "Free Rique" I'm still yelling, "Free me" E S T, free the shiners Exotic weed, got C's, I ain't ban it Fuck niggas been trying me Ain't no put it behind me I'm on this shit for real Ain't jumpin' on no deals Before I was counting M's I was keeping up with drills I know what you ain't did And I know that you ain't built for smoke So, why you playing with a nigga Who done killed before? We still young, thuggin' Yelling, "Free my brothers" Yelling, "Free all the shiners" Indicted for wearing diamonds, fuck them