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Tabbed by: FabioBlenderBR [Intro] E|-----------------------| B|-----------------------| G|--10-10-10-10-10-7-7---| D|-----------------------| A|-----------------------| 4x E|-----------------------| D G (4x) [Verse]
Take a look arDound baby, yeah my wGhole crews ugly But we stDill got the most game, Gthe most money The mDost hoes, the most honeys, iGt's so funny How you hDate my fuckin' guts but at tGhe same time love me From the LiDncoln to the gold to the lGowriding bike I alDways catch you hatin' but you kGnow that you like What you sDee is what you get, nothing mGore, nothing less I'm chiDllin' smokin' chronic while you're cGhokin' on stress
[Chorus]
DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G
[Intro] D G (4x) [Verse 2]
I see you're mDad at the fact that my poGckets stay fat Is it the caDsh I made on whacks or the cGocaine sacks? To the cDrew I roll with or the oGne that you lack I wish you wDould come around, I'd lay you fGlat on your back You better hDope you fuckin' miss me if you sGee me drinkin' whisky You know, Dme and Diablos get Gway past tipsy Whether dDrunk, high, or sober, yeah we sGtill get it over Can't you tDalk to 3 a.m., head to tGoe, tread to joker
[Chorus]
DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G
[Verse 3]
I never sDing, no, never, I Gonly shout We're coDming clean forever, wiGthout a doubt Like a maDchine gun trigger, you'd beGtter watch out Yeah, TraDnsplants don't give a fGuck, that's where we're at So hDere we come again with our orGiginal style I said 'WDho the fuck are you? I been hGere for a while.' We got DiDstillers, AFI, LGFB, and Crysthy Sound TrDansplants are fearless and the mGost original
[Chorus]
DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you!
"Nobody move, nobody get hurt" [Solo] D G (9x) [Chorus]
DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G
[Verse 4]
If you tDhink I give a fuck, well you bGetter think twice U.S. TDhugs, Wolfpack, and I Gain't nothing nice Check the dDate and time, lyrGically committing hate crimes NoDose from the cord of my mGic, now it's hang time BlDow minds with rhymes deGsigned to break spikes TransplDants comin' through and we're Gone of a kind With a chrDome to your dome, make you fGlip like a flapjack TDwo tall cans and a pGacket of blackjack
[Chorus]
DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G DTall Cans in the Air, let me seeG 'em ... fuck you! D G
D G (8x) __________ Tabbed by: FabioBlenderBR