Аккорды к песне ​Young Thug — Road Rage

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for easy: "-4" 
 
whole song: C#m E A G#  
 
[Intro] 
Taurus 
 
[Verse 1] 
C#m                 E 
Hopscotchin' through the street, I'm tryin' not to fall 
A                       G# 
She pray to God that I make it home before tomorrow mornin' 
C#m                     E 
I'm tryna tell her to pick a Rollie, but she don't care at all 
A                        G# 
Don't care nothin' 'bout my drank, my portion's what I'm comin' for 
 
I been keepin' up with my city 
High performance on my jacket, Rolls-Royce truck for extra fifty 
Just in case I run into her, I'm tryin' my best to stay spiffy, yeah 
 
[Chorus] 
See the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall 
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all 
I just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball 
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl 
Yeah, I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh, yeah 
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl 
 
[Verse 2] 
Evеry time they call in, young nigga ballin' 
I went from tеllin' them to try me to callin' shots 
And I wanna know what's on your mind, what you thinkin' 'bout 
And I wanna know if I can change it, let's take you out 
Private flight to France, such a change in trends 
I bought her a Richard, now she dance like ants in her pants 
Red and white diamonds on my mans, he a ambulance 
Half a million to my dad, salad dressing, bought a ranch 
He said his last two weeks been busy from movin' in 
I told my mom look out her window to another Benz 
She took nine shots of Patrón, 50 Cent 
I bent the corner and seen my bros gettin' rich 
Signed another check for a couple million on a jet 
Swear to God, 2006, my sickest dream was buyin' a 'Vette 
Bought that shit and then I wrecked and then I copped another one 
Smoked forty-one, this your last batch and I got more to come 
Gettin' them bales up by the metric ton, hit up feds or somethin' 
Bought a Bentley with a credit card, it's the blackened one 
I got shows way in Hong Kong, I'm the chosen one 
You frozen tongue, you won't say it twice, I'll greet you with a gun, nigga 
 
[Chorus] 
See the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall 
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all 
I just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball 
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl 
Yeah, I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh, yeah 
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl