2Cup Tommy - Zoned Out, аккорды

Вступление [Intro] Fm B Ah hah D#m Fm B Jelly (jelly) B F# F It's 2Cup baby!, Ha B A#m Fm Jelly, What that hell! B Then we got one F# F Jelly [Chorus] B On my momma better mind your business B In that place that I was raised, A#m F We were southern fried like some chickens (like some chickens) B Man it's realer than it's ever been B Fm Used to look like pitty, Now its lookin' like envy bitch B B I'm feelin' zoned out, 4D, Hollar outta bound D#m Fm Man you know I'm out the galaxy B I'm feelin' zoned out, Dope trees B D#m Fm Rollin' through Savanna than we pushin' back to Tennessee [Verse 1] B Yeah, Ridin' through Savanna streets, Lookin' for a mouth A#m I can open just like a can of peas F B Man I'm hot so them bitches callin' me gasoline, B-b-basterd F# Now watch me 'cause a catastrophe Fm Lavashly with my bag of weed B Don't pass it to me, I'm so gone B I'm way on top at that ozone, Cause I mixed the codeine with a no-dos A#m Fm Hold on, got a purple stain on my Polo B Oh no, got an other one sittin' on my photo B I don't even know where I'm cause I go home F# Raised in the fuckin' street, I ain't talkin' hobo F Now I'm so flow, Chillin' with a Puerto Rican B Man that bitch so fine (so fine), Then she started to talk A# So I had a tell her off, That was bad for the grind F Back to the mine (mine), Working over time bitch B I'm feelin' really zoned out, Kinda like I'm flyin' B I'm vibin', Always lookin' vibrant F Tired like a motherfucker I ain't talkin' eyelids Fm B What the fuck you though it was A# I got it from nothin' about the mud (about the mud) F B Call me crazy I go banana's got me zoned like the sections A#m F They livin' up in Atlanta, I'ma [Chorus] B On my momma better mind your business B In that place that I was raised A#m F We were southern fried like some chickens (like some chikens) B Man it's realer than it's ever been B Used to look like pitty F# F Now its lookin' like envy bitch (bitch) B I'm feelin' zoned out, 4D B Hollar outta bound A# F Man you know I'm out the galaxy B I'm feelin' zoned out, Dope trees B A# Rollin' through Savanna than we pushin' back to Tennessee [Verse 2] F B Big Body swervin', Savanna back up to Antioch B A# Fat boy, smooth game, quick to make her panties drop F B Old school Cadillac with the flip-flop B A#m Made a livin' off my wrist but never bought a wrist watch Fm B I'm ridin' through my city, I'm high as a balloon B A# And when I say I'm high I mean I'm up there by the moon Fm B I got dirt all on my boots, girl I'm covered in mud B F# Go home and tell you're mother you fell in love with a thug F Bm Me and Jojo blowin' doe doe, swervin' and sippin' shine Bm A# Problem with me gettin' mine, grab a number get in line F Bm I do this for my people in the hood just gettin' by B F# I made it out alive without life prison time Fm B My people still out there, I heard that they flippin' pies B A#m If I had one wish, I wish all the snitches die F And tell 'em that's the truth B Yeah, I know you feel it double cup B A#m One middle finger ain't enough, I shoot a couple up F Told 'em bitch [Chorus] B On my momma better mind your business B In that place that I was raised A# F We were southern fried like some chickens (like some chickens) B Man it's realer than it's ever been B Used to look like pitty F# F Now its lookin' like envy bitch (bitch) B I'm feelin' zoned out, 4D B Hollar outta bound A# F Man you know I'm out the galaxy B I'm feelin' zoned out, Dope trees B D#m Rollin' through Savanna than we pushin' back to Tennessee [Outro] Fm B B B A#m Fm B B N.C. Rollin' through Savanna than we pushin' back to Tennessee