Street Chains - Lil Wayne
Straight from the East side Blood gang we heavy F**kn***adare me I turn into Freddy My fingers machetes Trap house jumping like Monta Ellis We trap out the 'tellywhen we outta town Uzi on deck Phone ringing off the hook b***hthat'sthe plug Ocean view bedroom baby See through showers and I just put some fish in my tub Hold up I ain'tplaying N***assay they rich I say And Same old song I ain'tdance Heater on my waist hotter than a frying pan If you don'tsee what I'msaying I give your a*sa f**kingeye exam I ain'tplaying Guns in my hands I ain'tpraying Fireman spitting venom Spiderman I'menhanced I'mat peace jogging pants cost at least about a grand I'madvanced like Japan Got more sand than Sudan Lord And life ain'tnothing but a long day And tomorrow ain'tnothing but a long way away You know that haters come in all sizes all shapes 'kayThat'swhy I had to get a little more trunk space Got insurance on the trap house Allstate Got the trap house pumping like a heart rate Got the trap house pumping like a 808Boom like a 808I could fly around that b***hneed a tarmac I just landed in Cuba need a straw hat I gotta get the raw back I need a format I put the s**ton horseback and start my own ranch From where they don'ttalk smack they just snort smack I'llturn your head to an open hot sauce pack I tell the b***hsome true lies and some false facts Boy I'mdrowningin the syrup like a short stack Ooh 187211Hockey mask on Wayne Gretzky Stunt my a*soff chain heavy Your b***hget passed on chain letter Train smoker smoke plain never Had a date with the Devil Then I changed schedules I'ma trained killer Like a paid killer Better yet Saddam Hussein nephew N***ano love That'sfrom the bottom of my heart I pull up and paint your whole f**kingblock red Then get out of my car and admire my art Then smile at my thoughts My b***hfrom Atlanta got eyes like a hawk She see why I'ma boss I just got another speeding ticket on the Bugatti While it was parked Now I don'twan'talk b***hI don'twan'talk Lean in my punch I decided to spar Anybody want war I'mexcited to start Get indicted tomorrow I be out by the morn Before I even yawn Stay in ya lane I remind these lil'boys This is victory lane now do I need a horn The struggle is real and the Bible too long I'mwriting my will and I'mtyping my won'tsLord please Kilos OZ's'Causemy b***hhigh class she like Pinot and cheese I dropped out of class so I'mzero degrees I can outthinka shrink she can deep throat a tree I can hijack a Brinks so my sweet soda pink I'ma freak show to freaks I'mspitting these bars hope my bar tab is cheap I'ma hard man to reach I'mnewborn and deceased I'mtoo hard for this beat I'mthe heart and the beat The Chong and the Cheech My blunt long as a speech Roach look like a leech I'mtoo long for the brief I'mtoo wrong for the priest With this chrome on your teeth That get blown out your cheek Like my b***hmixed like Long Island Tea She don'thide her figure she don'thide her feet I'mthe head n***alike Prodigy And b***hI'mashine like Connery Yeah And life ain'tnothing but a long day Tomorrow ain'tnothing but a long way away Guitar score
Street Chains Artist: Lil Wayne
Capo: 0
Key: Ab
Difficulty：
Tempo: 97
Time Signature: 4/4
Hot: 111
Creation time: 2023-04-21 Street Chains Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by Lil Wayne. This guitar tab is in the key of Ab and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by Lil Wayne at that time～
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