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Omerta chords and lyrics - FEDD THE GOD

Nhạc: Fedd The God
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[Verse 1]
[Am]Murder, oh murder, oh murder, oh murder[Dm],
oh [Am]murder, oh [Dm]murder, [F]got niggas [Dm]talk too much
[Am]I think this bitch tryna give em my location,
no I'm worth a ticket and I'm getting low
and patient, feed me to them vultures,
I'm a waiting wicked [F]satan, [Am]silly fool I [F]hate
my buds been [Am]growing I ain't wasting,
when I go to heaven
I'mma be in
Timberlands, black
Had 57 fitted, yeah I'm him, yes I am
Red [Dm]candles, fed to
God
[F]Start smokin' red [Dm]candles, fed to
God
[Am]Start floatin', niggas think I'm jokin'
I ain't playin' no more
I'm bout to open this big ocean
And bring beaches to pole
Like, [F]why it's always rainin'?
[Dm]It ain't s[F]unny n[Am]o more
Y keep on [F]pokin' this volcan[Dm]o
Now this lava [G]gon' float
[Am]When I say they want that
Northside shit
That mingo torches whip
I grew up in that section
Where you couldn't be a bitch
[G]If [Dm]you gotta fight
Then little nigga throw your fist
If you guys shoot,
you better bring an [G]extra clip
[Am]When y get them booing,
it should never leave your click
Oh murder, oh [G]murder, oh [Dm]murder
Y 'all niggas talk too much
Y 'all heard cuffing every bitch,
you niggas [G]block too much
I [Am]might want a couple dollars,
that is not too much
I wanna get it out the mall,
you niggas watch too much
Now the
[Dm]G -code ain't the same
one I was brought up
That's why I don't fuck with niggas,
[Am]nada
Bitches lining niggas for just
a couple dollars
Niggas lettin' semis, bustas,
ladies wanna holla
Real [Dm]bitch shit, I be on real drip shit
Fetty talkin' his shit,
that's why I get my dick lick[Am], my dick lick
Hold on, wait a minute,
I ain't comin' like I'm meek
If justice need reform,
them niggas bootin' as I speak
Oh, [Dm]murder, oh, murder, oh, murder
Y 'all niggas talk too much
[G]Hold [Am]on, wait a minute,
I ain't comin' like I'm meek
If justice need reform,
them niggas bootin' as I speak
Oh, [Dm]murder, oh, murder, oh, murder
Y 'all niggas talk [G]too much,
lose [Am]lips in chips, karma is a bitch
Mama say I'm smart,
I should never have to mix
[Dm]If I die today,
then I will grant these niggas wish
Why would I leave the city when I'm
the city's biggest [Am]fish?
Nigga, pressure bust pipes,
that's why I fuck her every night
Fed a real sicko,
he should be on what's on sight
Seein' [Dm]niggas get shot before
they learn to ride a bike
See some niggas bout to blow,
but them niggas lost they [G]life
[Am]Hold on, wait a minute,
I ain't comin' like I'm
Meek
If justice need reform,
then niggas boopin' as I speak
Oh [Dm]murder, oh murder, oh murder
Y 'all niggas talk too [G]much
[Am]Hold on, wait a minute,
I ain't comin' like I'm meek
If justice need reform,
then niggas boopin' as I speak
Oh [Dm]murder, oh murder, oh murder
Y 'all niggas talk too [G]much
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