E-Chords
Yelawolf

Get Mine(Chords)

Yelawolf

Key: Em
Em Engine, engine number 9 D On that Mason-Dixon line G Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Am Gripping nickel plated nines Em So you get yours and I'll get mine D You get yours and I'll get mine G You get yours and I'll get mine N.C. You get yours and I'll get mine
verse 1: Yelawolf N.C. I'm a motherfucking boondock killer, Mossberg filler King of the drop, they'll never be much iller Top medical grade dope baby, Chevrolet sitting up like Grave Digger, roll over your Mercedes N.C. And I rock, man, I'm a firestarter Two handles of brown and a half a gallon of firewater Tell the police they can keep knocking, N.C. we're doing illegal shit go to the window, bitch, keep watching N.C. Chopping on that 808, ride by your house and make the window shake and the beat so hard, make the tempo break N.C. And the next door neighbor wanna relocate uh You can hear me across the county line, bagging up dimes of rhymes, and I'm moving 20 P's at a time N.C. Black sheep, son of a landmine The caboose is loose, the train track's unattached and I
Em Engine, engine number 9 D On that Mason-Dixon line G Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Am Gripping nickel plated nines Em So you get yours and I'll get mine D You get yours and I'll get mine G You get yours and I'll get mine N.C. You get yours and I'll get mine
Scratches: DJ Klever Dm Hold up, hold up, one time for the DJ Am (*scratches* 'Go DJ!') verse 2: Yelawolf Em G Am So motherfucking outta tune hit Em G Am Don't tell me to turn up trap or tune in! Em G And because no new bitch to do Am D It's the same bitch and you just bought her new tits Em And I don't give two fucks about you're two sips D Wouldn't give you two dogs to give two shits G Black sheep son of a land mine Am The caboose is loose, the train track's unattached and I
Em Engine, engine number 9 D On that Mason-Dixon line G Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Am Gripping nickel plated nines Em So you get yours and I'll get mine D You get yours and I'll get mine G You get yours and I'll get mine Am Em You get yours and I'll get mine
verse 3: Yelawolf Em Am Harley Davidsons blowing it down Broadway Em Am Rock this motherfucking like three, the hard way Em Am Bones, Klever, shotgun stage killer Em Am Su, Wu, Tang riding gorilla Em Am Open the doors to the venue and let the slums in Em Am Weed smoke and whiskey like a tornado whip Em Am The south is in it, deep in it with bump Em Am Be funky, the tree trunk gon' speed bump Em Am Another round and the cops might have to hold me down Em Am If you don?t know me you?ll know me after I hit the ground Em Am Rittz filling my cup up until I get the ground Em Pack this bitch to the ceiling and kill 'em and Billy now Em D Made a career drinking beer, anarchy and wanted My country ass momma singing 'Oh lawdy!' G Black sheeps son of a landmine Am The caboose is loose, the train track's unattached and I
Em Engine, engine number 9 D On that Mason-Dixon line G Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Am Gripping nickel plated nines Em So you get yours and I'll get mine D You get yours and I'll get mine G You get yours and I'll get mine Am Em You get yours and I'll get mine

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