REAL BOSTON RICHEY feat LIL DURK – Keep Dissing 2 Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano | 1000+ Collections best music of time

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This single was released on 04 June 2022. The vocals are by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk, the music is produced by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk, and the lyrics are written by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk.
This song is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 82 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
 
Original Key: B Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 82
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
[INTRO]
 
 Bm
 Let's go, let's go
 Bm
 Man, pack that ship up man, we gotta get up out this bitch

 [PRE-CHORUS]  
 Bm
 I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
 Bm
 You can slide around with Boston if your top different
 Bm
 Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
 Bm
 Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing
 Bm
 But I don't get in that, I'm steady rackin' up them chickens
 Bm
 I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches
 Bm
 I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
 Bm
 Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin'

 [VERSE] 
 Bm
 She done popped an Adderall, now she say she miss me
 Bm
 She gone pull up and eat it all, only when she tipsy
 Bm
 Runnin' circles 'round these hoes, treat 'em like a frisbee
 Bm
 Why the fuck these IG hoes always tryna tempt me?
 Bm
 Damn, I swear I hate a bitch who want all the attention
 Bm
 Bitch you trippin', I got enough cheese, I could buy a Richie
 Bm
 I told my dawg don't pop no more, them young [?] be in his feeling
 Bm
 I'm tryna fly her out to Turk, but damn this bitch stay trippin'
 Bm
 You know I left her feelin' hurt, I can feel the tension
 Bm
 Tired of puttin' niggas on and they don't do nothin' with it
 Bm
 I'm tired of niggas saying they on, but they 'on never spin it
 Bm
 I'm tired of bitches shakin' ass, get mad, when I won't hit it

 [PRE-CHORUS]  
 Bm
 I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
 Bm
 You can slide around with Boston if your top different
 Bm
 Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
 Bm
 Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing
 Bm
 But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens
 Bm
 I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches
 Bm
 I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey (Smurk)
 Bm
 Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin'
 Bm
 (You know what the fuck goin', nigga)

 [VERSE] 
 Bm
 I be tryna tell him, without sayin' too much, we tryna nail him (Boom)
 Bm
 Bro got bodies, he a demon child, I'm brothers to a devil (Grrah)
 Bm
 I'ma slime you out, if brodie do it, I'm 'round, you ain't gon' tell it (Finesse)
 Bm
 I done been on hits with every gun, them Dracos ain't gon' fear you
 Bm
 All my opps some bitches, half them came to court to be a witness (Bitches)
 Bm
 They was switchin', so I called them threats to bring a couple switches
 Bm
 And we bully killers, we take from the niggas who be takin' (Give me that)
 Bm
 And I'm petty, I need a deuce, I took a pint plus what he drinkin'
 Bm
 I ain't never run, had to throw my Glock, I brought another gun (Another gun)
 Bm
 Even though I don't eat meat, I placed the order for another drum (Another drum)
 Bm
 Blue beam, 'cause that red beam don't make the chasers swarm
 Bm
 Lucky how we caught him, fuck his name, we call him Ladybug (Man, what?)
 Bm
 All them niggas say my name they better speak up (Come here)
 Bm
 Backseat with that blackout, told the driver "Let the seat up"
 Bm
 Hop out like we Uber Eats, "Hello, here go your pizza" (Hello)
 Bm
 Free Rico out that jam, he just a real street nigga, man what?

 [PRE-CHORUS]  
 Bm
 I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
 Bm
 You can slide around with Boston if your top different
 Bm
 Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
 Bm
 Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing
 Bm
 But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens
 Bm
 I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches
 Bm
 I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
 Bm
 Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin'

 [OUTRO]
 Bm
 Niggas knowin' where we bang, never go out against the grave
 Bm
 We've been knockin' shit down, from the streets, the Chain Gang
 Bm
 Slidin' 'round with the Drac', get the "Wow" wood grained
 Bm
 Call my dawg a "Fuck Nigga," it's just a Florida thing

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full song REAL BOSTON RICHEY feat LIL DURK – Keep Dissing 2 Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

This single was released on 04 June 2022. The vocals are by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk, the music is produced by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk, and the lyrics are written by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk.
This song is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 82 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
 
Original Key: B Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 82
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
[INTRO]
 
 Bm
 Let's go, let's go
 Bm
 Man, pack that ship up man, we gotta get up out this bitch

 [PRE-CHORUS]  
 Bm
 I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
 Bm
 You can slide around with Boston if your top different
 Bm
 Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
 Bm
 Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing
 Bm
 But I don't get in that, I'm steady rackin' up them chickens
 Bm
 I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches
 Bm
 I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
 Bm
 Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin'

 [VERSE] 
 Bm
 She done popped an Adderall, now she say she miss me
 Bm
 She gone pull up and eat it all, only when she tipsy
 Bm
 Runnin' circles 'round these hoes, treat 'em like a frisbee
 Bm
 Why the fuck these IG hoes always tryna tempt me?
 Bm
 Damn, I swear I hate a bitch who want all the attention
 Bm
 Bitch you trippin', I got enough cheese, I could buy a Richie
 Bm
 I told my dawg don't pop no more, them young [?] be in his feeling
 Bm
 I'm tryna fly her out to Turk, but damn this bitch stay trippin'
 Bm
 You know I left her feelin' hurt, I can feel the tension
 Bm
 Tired of puttin' niggas on and they don't do nothin' with it
 Bm
 I'm tired of niggas saying they on, but they 'on never spin it
 Bm
 I'm tired of bitches shakin' ass, get mad, when I won't hit it

 [PRE-CHORUS]  
 Bm
 I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
 Bm
 You can slide around with Boston if your top different
 Bm
 Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
 Bm
 Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing
 Bm
 But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens
 Bm
 I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches
 Bm
 I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey (Smurk)
 Bm
 Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin'
 Bm
 (You know what the fuck goin', nigga)

 [VERSE] 
 Bm
 I be tryna tell him, without sayin' too much, we tryna nail him (Boom)
 Bm
 Bro got bodies, he a demon child, I'm brothers to a devil (Grrah)
 Bm
 I'ma slime you out, if brodie do it, I'm 'round, you ain't gon' tell it (Finesse)
 Bm
 I done been on hits with every gun, them Dracos ain't gon' fear you
 Bm
 All my opps some bitches, half them came to court to be a witness (Bitches)
 Bm
 They was switchin', so I called them threats to bring a couple switches
 Bm
 And we bully killers, we take from the niggas who be takin' (Give me that)
 Bm
 And I'm petty, I need a deuce, I took a pint plus what he drinkin'
 Bm
 I ain't never run, had to throw my Glock, I brought another gun (Another gun)
 Bm
 Even though I don't eat meat, I placed the order for another drum (Another drum)
 Bm
 Blue beam, 'cause that red beam don't make the chasers swarm
 Bm
 Lucky how we caught him, fuck his name, we call him Ladybug (Man, what?)
 Bm
 All them niggas say my name they better speak up (Come here)
 Bm
 Backseat with that blackout, told the driver "Let the seat up"
 Bm
 Hop out like we Uber Eats, "Hello, here go your pizza" (Hello)
 Bm
 Free Rico out that jam, he just a real street nigga, man what?

 [PRE-CHORUS]  
 Bm
 I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
 Bm
 You can slide around with Boston if your top different
 Bm
 Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
 Bm
 Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing
 Bm
 But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens
 Bm
 I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches
 Bm
 I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
 Bm
 Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin'

 [OUTRO]
 Bm
 Niggas knowin' where we bang, never go out against the grave
 Bm
 We've been knockin' shit down, from the streets, the Chain Gang
 Bm
 Slidin' 'round with the Drac', get the "Wow" wood grained
 Bm
 Call my dawg a "Fuck Nigga," it's just a Florida thing

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