Throw Away Gats chords and lyrics - SOUTH PARK MEXICAN

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[Intro 1]
[Em]

[Verse 1]
[A]Throw Away Gats
[Em][South Park Mexican]
Personly, I feel my people
is cursed to [A]be
Ridas till [Em]eternity
My enemies tryna murder
[A]Hot as [Em]an infernary
But I clocked my dough verbally
[A]Currently I [Em]push a benz out of Germany
Tryna stay alive till I'm
old and in [D]the nursery
[Em]My dead homies wife said
today's they anniversary
His blood on the seat done dried
and turned burgandy
Dead on arrival there was no need
[A]for surgery[Em]
Purposly left to die in his [Am]Mer [Em]cury
[A]But he was the[Am] smart nig[Em] ga
on his way to university
It's [A]hurting me,
that [Em]he's lying in the earth beneath
[A]It's fuc[Am]ked how[Em] we dying
over turfs of streets
I heard this beat so I had to
be first to speak
Helping my raza seems to be
what works for me
Certainly I got killas doing dirt for free
Burst the heat cuase I never
[D]learned to [Em]turn my cheek

[Verse 2]
[A][Chorus]
To the [Am]gun show today
[Em]And buy a throw away
It's [A]time to [Am]go to[Em] war is wh[F]at
the [Em]homies say
A different [Am]beat, a different rap
A [Em]dif ferent fool, a different gat
[Am]Sorry but we're never [Em]gonna
go away

[Verse 3]
[Repeat 2x]
[Em][South Park [A]Mexican]
Fast [Am]life
[Em]My mom say's I'm a sad sight
[A]Wake up and [Em]finish the
beer I had last night
[A]Glass [Am]pipes, sur[Em]round my
two bedroom trailer
[A]Doctor feel good I [Em]graduated [E]from Baylor
[Em]With Taylor made suits, real loose,
a gym [D]with [Em]masoose
My hood is full of hustlers and
fiends that play their flutes
We shoot you first,
I can see that my future's cursed
At the club with the gat inside
my ruka's purse
[A]To the [Am]hurse[Em] or to the nurse
You bicthes getting to my nerves
[A]Mad [Am]cause [Em]my song came [F]on and
your girlfriend [Em]knew the words
You [Am]stupid nerds
We [Em]pushing birds
Aztecs run this universe
My [A]people living [Am]blind [Em]cuase every
time they look it hurts
Now push reverse,
way before the two benzes
Way before my bicth was
wearing 8,000 dollar dresses
I was broke but happy
And now I'm rich and angry
Cause you haters ain't got the nuts to say that [D]you can't
[Em]stand me

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 4]
[A][Ch[Am]orus] Repeat[Em]
[Am][Em][F][Em]
2x

[Verse 5]
[Low G] [Em]En el
[Am]segu[A]ndo[Am]
[Em]Won't you come and step to my mundo
[A]Soy [Am]prisionero
Este [Em]jale por si me muero
[A]Es mi des[E]tino
[Am]Leaving muertos [Em]en el camino
[A]Soy [Am]assesino
Mi primo [Em]es el materino
Desiadado, wacth your back
porque soy mojado
Violento ya tu sabes de donde
vengo del centro
Atracando con mi matraca
Lone Star State thats my
mother[D]fucking [A]placa
You heard about [Em]me ese vato si te mata
Como [A]El Za[Em]pata a mi jente le doy [Em]la plata
[A]Yo [Am]ando a pata los [Em]pinches
haters no se es[A]capan
Con [Am]El Chedar nunc[Em]a
jueges con mi dinero
Saco primero soy mas weno que un marinero
I se [Am]me muero mama entiera me
en el ghetto

[Verse 6]
[South Park [Em]Mexican]
Dope House impire strikes again
You [Em]jealous bicthes say hello to my little friend

[Interlude 2]
[Em][A][Am]
[Em][F][Em][Am][Em][Em][Am]
[Em]

[Verse 7]
[Em][Gun shots from Low G's
AR15]

[Outro 1]
[Chorus] Repeat 2x
[Em][Em][A][Am][Em]