Colors

[Intro]
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[Ebm]Raf Simmons cost [B]me five slips
[Ebm]Dat Goyard bag [B]another fire strip
[Ebm]You in Detroit and see [B]a Wraith, nigga that's my shit
[Ebm]Would of pushed Rico's shit [B]back, I am not Mitch
[Ebm]Helluva made [B]this beat, baby
[Ebm]Gettin' money, why [B]these niggas gettin' mad?
[Ebm]Jump off the plane with a [B]couple of M's in the bag
[Ebm]If anybody play with me, [B]it's numbers on their head
[Ebm]We ain't gon' talk about it [B]though, that's the end of that
[Ebm]Trappin', I'm still into that, [B]address, I can send you that
[Ebm]So if my label drop me, [B]I can still look like I rap
[Ebm]Know a couple of niggas livin' [B]like they got platinum plaques (Aha)
[Ebm]All they doing is catchin' bags, [B]sendin' out and sittin' back (aha)
[Ebm]Rose Presi' on my [B]wrist, I can afford that
[Ebm]Back in the day, I [B]couldn't even look toward that
[Ebm]When I was broke, I [B]couldn't even look toward the bitch
[Ebm]Now she suck my dick and don't [B]say shit when I record the bitch
[Ebm](Catch that)
[B]Been on the indictment list, [Ebm]tryna see the Forbes list
[B]Went from playin' with joysticks to [Ebm]out in traffic blowin' sticks (Graa)
[B]When your fans gets your name [Ebm]tatted, then you know you lit
[B]Stank from my cologne, I'ma fuck [Ebm]her if she snort the drip (aha)
[B]Promise my brother I'ma stack [Ebm]and get this paper right
[B]But I'm spendin' 60k a [Ebm]month just on everyday life
[B]When you that bag, [Ebm]everybody wanna whirl it
[B]Problems they got, they gon' [Ebm]call you like you 'caused 'em
[B]Fall up in the club, [Ebm]I can rain 'till it's morning
[B]Start in every game 'cause [Ebm]at practice, I've been ballin' (swish)
[B]Heard a couple niggas wanna [Ebm]put me on my shit (what)
[B]Tell 'em pull up with them sticks and [Ebm]let 'em hit, you better not miss, bitch
[B]I know some Crips, [Ebm]know some Tree Tops
[B]Name good, I ain't [Ebm]never sold no re-rock
[B]All these colors in [Ebm]my chain like a peacock
[B]I let that .40 [Ebm]slang 'till it decock
[B]Ridin' through my old [Ebm]hood, with some new money
[B]Blue money, they that [Ebm]mad? Tell 'em do somethin'
[B]Got three Tennis chains, [Ebm]and like two Presi's
[B]Three choppas, four Glocks, [Ebm]this shit too heavy
[B]Key to the pad, key to [Ebm]the Rolls, key to the bag
[B]I got the key to the streets, [Ebm]don't get a key put on your ass
[B]When I do that, you know [Ebm]them niggas gon' knock you in half
[B]Heavy cash load, [Ebm]got my back broke
[B]Bitches on the East, [Ebm]and on the West Coast
[B]Sent me pics and videos, [Ebm]you can't get my passcode
[B]Ten up in the [Ebm]motor, got the hood broke
[B]Bitch, don't get yo' head painted, you [Ebm]gon' look like Lil Boat (painted red)
[B]Ridin' through Atlanta with my [Ebm]nigga Lil Boat (Lil Boat)
[B]Niggas trailin' us and you [Ebm]know what they good for
[B]'Bout to fly to Cali [Ebm]and look for that good dope
[B]If you 'bout that life, [Ebm]then what you lookin' shook for?
[B]Told my lil bro, I had to chase [Ebm]M's, .40 on me, all big face bills
[B]In the back of the [Ebm]Mulsanne, lettin' the space build
[B]If the police flip me [Ebm]with this Glock, I'ma face ten
[B]I ain't supposed to be [Ebm]the shooter, I'm on top
[B]But I still let it spray [Ebm]like it's 4 days into July
[B]I've been runnin' red light in [Ebm]my city, I know it's hot
[B]I'd rather take the ticket, niggas [Ebm]want my top, it's so many opp's
[B]I know some Crips, [Ebm]know some Tree Tops
[B]Name good, I ain't [Ebm]never sold no re-rock
[B]All these colors in [Ebm]my chain like a peacock
[B]I let that .40 [Ebm]slang 'till it decock
[B]Know some BD's, [Ebm]I know some gangsta's
[B]Get outta line and [Ebm]they a spank ya
[B]Know some Pirus, [Ebm]know some head-bangers
[B]Know some Sex Money [Ebm]Murda niggas that'll paint ya

Каподастр на 6 ладу преобразует аппликатуру в Am, сохраняя звучание Ebm без использования сложных аккордов с баррэ.

Песня построена в тональности EBM. Вот 7 диатонических аккордов, гармонирующих между собой по теории музыки: