Hợp âm - tab: Six Feet Under - cảm âm - lời bài hát

[INTRO]
Riff A:
Elec. Gtr, amp gain (slight distortion) on clean channel, w/ reverb
[Em] [Am] [Em] [Bm]

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[Verse 1]
[Em] Ask around about her, [Am] she don't get emotional

[Em] Kill off all her feeling[Bm]s, that's why she ain't approachable

[Em] She know her pussy got a fanbase.[Am] A couple niggas with a suitcase

[Em] Suit & tie niggas who play rolep[Bm]lay, when it comes to money

N.C.
she play no games

[Pre-Chorus]
[Em] She lick it up just like a candy[Am], she wanna make them leave their family

[Em] She tryn'a live a life so fancy,[Bm] she wanna pull up in a Bentley

|| Riff A (once)
[Em] She ain't got time for lovin'[Am], Louis Vuitton her husband

[Em] She'd rather die in lustin[Bm]g, she'd rather die in the club 'til she

[Chorus]
[Em]Six feet under she gon' get that fking paper

[Am]Six feet under she gon' get that fking paper

[Em]Six feet under she gon' get that fking paper

[Bm]You know how she get down, pop it for a check now

[Em]Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fkin'..)

[Am]Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fking...)

[Em]Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

[Bm]Not the type to fk around, gonna turn that ass around

[Verse 2]
[Em] She don't depend on anybody,[Am] know just what to do with her own body

Em Bm N.C.
Counting all that money like a hobby, she don't give a fk about nobody

[Em] And she got her whole crew poppin',

[Am] And she bend it over like she got no back -

[Em]bone, got a couple niggas blinging up a trap phone

[Bm]She don't need nobody waiting back home, she got it

[Pre-Chorus]
[Em] She lick it up just like a candy,[Am] she wanna make them leave their family

Em Bm N.C.
She tryn'a live a life so fancy, she wanna pull up in a Bentley

|| Riff A (once)
[Em] She ain't got time for lovin'[Am], Louis Vuitton her husband

[Em] She'd rather die in lustin[Bm]g, she'd rather die in the club 'til she

[Chorus]
[Em]Six feet under she gon' get that fking paper

[Am]Six feet under she gon' get that fking paper

[Em]Six feet under she gon' get that fking paper

[Bm]You know how she get down, pop it for a check now

[Em]Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fkin'..)

[Am]Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fking...)

[Em]Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

[Bm]Not the type to fk around, gonna turn that ass around

[Post-Chorus]
[Em]Gonna turn that ass around[Am], Oh murder, oh mur[Em]-

Em Bm N.C.
-der. Gonna turn that ass around, Oh murder, oh murder

[Bridge]
[Em] Real love's hard to f[Asus2]ind, so she don't waste her

[Em]time. So she don't waste her [Bm]ti - [Asus4]ime, [D5]oooh

[Em] You ain't gon' catch her [Asus2]crying, she ain't gon' lose her [Em]mind

Bm N.C.
She ain't gon' lose her mind, 'til she..

[Outro]
[Em]Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper ('Til she)

[Am]Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper ('Til she)

[Em]Six feet under she gon' kill me for the paper

[Bm]Not the type to fk around, gonna turn that ass around