Intro
F# Fm A#5 A#5
F# A#m A#m
[Chorus]
F# A#m
So long, boy you so gone
A#m
You gonna learn not to fuck with me
A#m
(Don't bring it around here)
A#m
We don't play no games and if you wanna go to war
F#
There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)
[Verse]
A#m
What the fuck wrong with that boy, get him, I ain't got time to be toyin' with 'em
A#m
When a shotgun hit 'em, then he gonna go
F#
He gonna know not to fuck with me no more, Can't breathe no more
A#m
Throw that bitch in the back of the truck
A#m
And we gonna go dump you somewhere, So deep that even we don't know
F# A#m
We ridin', you ridin' with us or you gon' get ran over
A#m
When I say we ridin' I ain't talkin' Range Rover
A#m
Lifted up trucks give a fuck about a boulder
A#5
Shotgun in the rack hangin' right above my shoulder
F# A#m
Poster with your face on it
A#m
Face it, these bullets hit you in the face, Fuck your shit up more than braces
A#m
Ammo come in by the cases, Have you leanin' like the Matrix
A#m
Why you're family settin' up the wake and all they sayin' is (Sayin' is)
[Chorus]
F# A#m
So long, boy you so gone
A#m
You gonna learn not to fuck with me (Don't bring it around here)
A#m A#m
We don't play no games and if you wanna go to war
A#m
There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)
F# A#m
So long, boy you so gone
A#m
You gonna learn not to fuck with me (Don't bring it around here)
A#m
We don't play no games
A#m
And if you wanna go to war, There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)
[Verse 2]
F# A#m
Are you still talkin' shit, huh
A#m
You won't go away, just like a hiccup, Bitch I hit you I promise you won't get up
F# A#m
Get out my hair, don't bring that shit around here, boy, leave it be
A#m
Or you're gonna see the bottom of a fuckin' creek, RIP
F# A#m
Yea, Bubba, bad motherfucker tires smokin' burnin' rubber
A#m
Dirt and mud we got you covered, Bitch I put you six feet under
F# A#m
Pistol underneath my seat,I go to war, you go to sleep
A#
And I know that you heard of me
N.C.
Hell yea, hell yea
F# A#m
Th-th-that boy A-Cal with a 50 cal, I'm in your town and run that shit, yee yee
A#m
Don't play around, I'll lay you down, Should've known boy not to fuck with me
F A#m
Should've know better not to throw with 'em, Have you runnin' back like Jerome Bettis
A#
I'll light you up with that hot lead
A#5
Then dump you off in the cold river
F# A#m
I don't give a fuck, no fear, Crack your head then a cold beer
A#m
You ain't known here, don't go there, Get dumped on a dirt road here
F A#m
Got a 12 gauge, I'm well paid, Bought lots of bullets, put you front page
A#
Them headlines, you dead
A#m
I'm doing just fine, while the papers sayin'
[Chorus]
F# A#m
So long, boy you so gone
A#m
You gonna learn not to fuck with me (Don't bring it around here)
A#m
We don't play no games and
A#m
If you wanna go to war, There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)
F# A#m
So long, boy you so gone
A#m
You gonna learn not to fuck with me (Don't bring it around here)
A#m
We don't play no games and
A#m F#
If you wanna go to war, There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here)
[Outro]
A#m A#m
F#
Don't bring it around here
A#m A#m
F#
Don't bring it around here
A#m A#m A#m E5
- 1. Chord Gitar Adam Calhoun - Round Here Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar F#)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Adam Calhoun - Round Here Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar F#)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan