Rambo: acordes por
Baeza
Baeza

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Tom: A minor
Intro 1
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All about
Verse 1
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the cash flow
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Gm
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You can say that bullshit for your asshole
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Gm
My heart is empty
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F
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Gm
something like the bank though
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Am
Gm
Gm
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I'm busting shit just like
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my name is Rambo
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I got a hamster that live,
I got a phone on my grip,
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Gm
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Dm
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I got a phone on my hip, yeah, yeah
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I got a hamster that live,
I got a phone on my grip,
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Dm
I got a phone on my hip, yeah
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All up on the check, hunnid on my neck,
I went and caught a charge
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Fell in love with the tech,
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fell in love with the neck,
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when I'm in it I'm a wreck
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She say, I do it, do it, do it, do it best
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I don't wan na talk,
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if the money ain't involved
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She say, boy, bye, but that ain't my loss
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I'm still bound to floss,
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I'm still bound to win
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I'm still here to ease,
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and pour some juice and gin
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Makes it with the hen,
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she wanna bring a friend
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I knock it out the park,
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then I get off my list
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I'm out without a sis, it's all in the wrist
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I'm all about the chips, yeah,
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I'm all about the chips
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I'm all about the cash flow
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Gm
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Gm
You can say that bullshit
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Dm
for your asshole
Gm
Gm
My heart is empty
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F
Gm
Gm
something like the grand old
I'm busting shit just like
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F
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Dm
my name is Rambo
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F
I gotta answer that lip
I got a phone on my grip
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Dm
I got a phone on my hip, yeah
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I got a house in L .A., I got a phone on my grip
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Gm
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Dm
I got a phone on my hip, yeah
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Gm
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All about the cash, 300 on the dash
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Am
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Gm
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It's the life I live,
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Dm
I'm blowin' through it fast
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Gm
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Am
I need another zip, 40s on the whip
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She run it to a bimp,
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Dm
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I run and make it flip
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Why these niggas sick?
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Dm
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Why these niggas trip?
I'm lookin' like a lick,
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they lookin' for a fix
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But we got the clips, 40 on the hip
Killas on the call,
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you don't want drip
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Back to the lab, back to the trap
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Count up the cash,
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sound like pack up the pack, ooh
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Don't hit my phone,
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if you ain't talkin' bout no dope
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Please spare me from the lies,
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gon' save it for your hoe
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Ayy, all about the cash flow
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Gm
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Gm
You can't say that bullshit
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F
Dm
Dm
for your asshole
Gm
Gm
My heart is empty,
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F
Gm
Gm
something like the gang though
I'm busting shit just like
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F
Dm
Dm
my name is Rambo
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F
I gotta answer that lip
I got a fool on my grip
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Dm
I got a fool on my hip, yeah
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F
I gotta answer that lip
I got a fool on my grip
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Dm
I got a fool on my hip,
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Am
Dm
Dm
yeah
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Thanks for you

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