Аккорды к песне ​Gucci Mane — Poppin (feat. BigWalkDog)

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whole song: Cm G# Fm  
 
[Intro: Gucci Mane & BigWalkDog] 
1017 (Poppin’), BigWalkDog (BigWalkDog) 
Big 1017 (Ayy) 
Hey, hey 
Hey, hey 
 
[Chorus: BigWalkDog] 
       Cm 
When you poppin’ 
  
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Uh) 
                                     G# 
Lookin’ at the jewel, you see a pool and a faucet (Grr) 
                                       Fm 
Designer hit the mail, come straight from the tropic 
Got a coconut smell, but it hit like we boxin’ (Yeah) 
 
  Cm 
She only ate the dick, but she still sayin’ toxic 
                                G# 
She know I got racks, so she       Do it more sloppy 
                           Fm 
Off a Percocet, I can’t feel my body 
                                           Cm 
But she ain’t gettin’ shit outta none of these pockets (Nope) 
 
[Verse 1: BigWalkDog & Gucci Mane] 
Cm 
Nah, she ain’t gettin’ shit outta none of thеse wallets 
                            G# 
Broke down a ‘bow just to smokе at hibachi 
                                     Fm 
I ain’t need me a plug, I’m the whole damn socket 
                                   Cm 
Came, nailed down a opp, come on, he roadblockin’ 
Sippin’ on Wocky, pop me a Roxy, know they gon’ watch me 
Built for this shit, nigga, how they gon’ stop me? 
I was just loadin’ up shit on the dolly 
I feel like fly, I don’t need nobody 
Big dawg, I’m for real, I don’t need co-signin’ 
Might  Go get me ‘Cat or a Scat, no mileage (Skrrt) 
In the city where I’m from, we ain’t have no God 
Nigga play with who? Nigga play with Wop, know they dyin’ 
Might just   Go to Wafi, get a twenty, make it shine 
I ain’t never had shit, not a motherfuckin’ dime 
Wop got me out the trenches, had murder on my mind (Wop) 
And the plug just called, said thirty on the line (Uh) 
 
Need a P up in the east and need a P up in the west 
He ain’t grabin’ two, then it’s on to the next 
Thirteen with my daddy, watchin’ niggas get finessed 
On the first and the third gettin’ everybody check 
Make a block,   Do it again, gettin’ everybody stretched 
I done made it out, so I’m at you fuck nigga neck 
Don’t know what I want, new Jacob or Patek, flex 
 
[Chorus: BigWalkDog & Gucci Mane] 
When you poppin’ 
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Uh) 
Lookin’ at the jewel, you see a pool and a faucet 
Designer hit the mail, come straight from the tropic 
Got a coconut smell, but it hit like we boxin’ (Yeah) 
She only ate the dick, but she still sayin’ toxic (Ugh) 
Know I got racks, so she     Do it more sloppy 
Off a Percocet, I can’t feel my body 
But she ain’t gettin’ shit outta none of these pockets (Nope) 
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Blaow) 
Lookin’ at the jewel, you see a pool and a faucet (Bling) 
Designer hit the mail, come straight from the tropic (Yeah) 
Got a coconut smell, but it hit like we boxin’ (Shh) 
She only ate the dick, but she still sayin’ toxic 
She know I got racks, so she     Do it more sloppy (It’s Gucci) 
Off a Percocet, I can’t feel my body 
But she ain’t gettin’ shit outta none of these pockets (Ha) 
 
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane] 
Can’t nobody pop shit the way I pop it (Ha) 
Million dollar watch on my wrist, no cappin’ (Bling) 
Say he got money, where it went, what happened? (Wah) 
Sign with Gucci Mane, get rich,     Go Platinum (Go, go) 
I know the feds watchin’, but 12 can’t stop it (Stoppin’) 
The bales came in, I pulled up, went shoppin’ (Pulled up) 
Pull up in a Dawn and the top start droppin’ (The Dawn) 
They let me outta jail and the price start hoppin’ (‘Wop) 
Cartel mailbox money so dirty you could smell my money (Ah) 
I’m equipped by money, if you owe me, better pay my money 
So rich that I weigh my money and I look like money 
And I don’t really need new friends 
So please stop callin’ me twin, I’ma say that shit again 
You ain’t never killed no man 
So you could never fit in my skin, it’s Big Gucci Mane (It’s Gucci) 
 
[Chorus: BigWalkDog & Gucci Mane] 
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Ha) 
Lookin’ at the jewel, you see a pool and a faucet 
Designer hit the mail, come straight from the tropic 
Got a coconut smell, but it hit like we boxin’ 
She only ate the dick, but she still sayin’ toxic 
Know I got racks, so she     Do it more sloppy 
Off a Percocet, I can’t feel my body 
But she ain’t gettin’ shit outta none of these pockets (Nope) 
 
[Verse 3: BigWalkDog] 
Same young nigga still posted in the trick 
On a plane with an opp, ’bout to     Go off in his shit 
I don’t even like flyin’, can’t move with a stick 
Called my junkie out the jungle, he gon’ pull up with the stick 
On the phone with him now, he gon’ pull up by six 
Talkin’ ’bout tappin’ in, I ain’t tappin’ in shit 
You ain’t tap in with me before a nigga got rich 
My homie poppin’ Percocet, doctor say he at risk 
Smokin’ Wedding Cake, ain’t nobody married in this bitch 
From the street, now a nigga really married to this shit 
I was broke than a bitch, now I’m havin’ all this grip 
Need blue cheese salad, nothin’ added to the mix 
Went from noodle with the cracker, steak added on the list 
Got a Glock 17, nothin’ added but a switch 
Got this shit up out the mud, wouldn’t hand it to a nigga 
‘Fore they label me a rat, they gon’ label me a killer