Story Of A Snitch - Deuce, guitar chords

Published: 2018-05-10 15:11
Selection chords: Ethan Cooper

Intro:
F#m            D               A
Yo, I guess we all change sometimes.
         F#m                   D      A
Some for better, and some for worse, listen...

Chorus:
                     F#m             D           A
Hereʼs a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,
               F#m               D                        A
But now heʼs a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.
                     F#m             D           A
Hereʼs a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,
           F#m               D                        A
Now heʼs a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

Verse:
                  F#m
Look at all these fake ass MCʼs claiming they can rap,
            D                A                      F#m
Tryinʼ to spit just like me but they donʼt have it, faggot,
                            D
I was helpinʼ you maggots, now Iʼma show the world
   A
that you whack bitch.
    F#m
You do what you canʼt do cause it haunts you,
 D                     A
Dude your just so cool and Iʼm not you,
 F#m
Boo hoo your a fool tryinʼ to fit in my shoes,
  D                  A
Snoozinʼ, drunk, pukinʼ yeah ya losinʼ.
  F#m
I took my whole fan base I back,
              D                           A
I managed to get myself back up, back to rappinʼ I manʼd up,
     F#m
Even though I was back-stabbed,
 D                       A
Right in the back by my bestfriend.
F#m
Bestfriend? Yeah right. Click-boom goodnight,
 D                    A
Some say thereʼs two sides to the story
F#m
More like two knives  donʼt you worry,
  D         A
Two guys, when weʼre done theyʼll be blurry.

Chorus:
                     F#m             D           A
Hereʼs a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,
               F#m               D                        A
But now heʼs a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.
                     F#m             D           A
Hereʼs a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,
           F#m               D                        A
Now heʼs a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

Verse:
                   F#m
I created you from dirt,  and this is how you pay me back,
 D                        A
Joininʼ the lorene drive just for tits nʼ ass,
F#m
I created every verse, every chorus,
     D                             A
And you just stood there thinkin that you wrote it.
     F#m                                       D
Iʼm Spider-man bitch, I spin my web so quick around your heads,
   D                      F#m
I turn this whole goddamn situation into one big mess,
           D                       A
Till your sittinʼ at home tellinʼ your son your stressed.
  F#m
I came to cock-block, to talk shit so drop this,
 D                    A
Put it on your ipod, jog and rock this,
F#m
Not this bitch, and ya canʼt tellinʼ everyone,
           D
that Iʼm sick in the head.
         A
I ainʼt sick bitch, stick to your meds,
F#m
You even tried to bite my shit with MEST,
       D                       A
But I fucked up your rep, the music
                    F#m
your livinʼ is the music you hate,
                                     D
Quit tellinʼ people that I quit the band
            D
that I made. (Holy Shit!)

Chorus:
                     F#m             D           A
Hereʼs a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,
               F#m               D                        A
But now heʼs a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.
                     F#m             D           A
Hereʼs a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,
           F#m               D                        A
Now heʼs a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

                     F#m             D           A
Hereʼs a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,
               F#m               D                        A
But now heʼs a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.
                     F#m             D           A
Hereʼs a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,
           F#m               D                        A
Now heʼs a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.
   F#m
Goddamn, why you jock my shit!