Zipper Bagz chords and lyrics - FREDDIE GIBBS

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[Verse 1]
[C]Dop[Bm]e
[Em]or some drink,
I don't [C]feel right (yeah)
Thuggin' and fuck[Bm]in' on bitches
'cause that's what I feel [C]like, uh
I'm trill, working the wheel,
a pimp, not a simp
If I don't have me some dope or some drink,
I don't feel [C#]like (yeah)
All I know is go [C]get the bag
Nigga post on the block,
we can split [Em]the bag (yeah, yeah)
Out here servin' the neighbors,
they [C]sniff a bag (yeah, yeah)
All I know is yayo and them zipper
bags (yeah, yeah)
Had to cut off my ho, I can't trick a bag
Fuck them Gucci and Louis [Em]and Fendi bags
All I [C]know is yayo and them zipper bags
Got my [Em]money so [C]heavy, can't lift [C#]a ba[C]g,
yeah, baow
Thuggin' and fuckin' on bitches 'cause
that's what I [Em]feel like (that's what I feel [C]like)
If I don't have me some [Em]dope or some drink,
I don't [C]feel right (I don't feel [C#]right)
I'ma pull [C]up in that Lambo' 'cause [Em]that's
what I feel like (what I [C]feel like)
If I don't have me some dope or some drink,
I don't [C#]feel right
All I know is go [C]get the bag
Nigga post on the block,
we can split the bag (yeah, yeah)
Out here servin' the neighbors,
they sniff a bag (yeah, yeah)
All I know is yayo and them zipper
bags (yeah, yeah)
Had to cut off my [C#]ho,
I can't [C]trick a bag
Fuck them Gucci and Louis
[Em]and Fendi bags (yeah, yeah)
All I know is yayo and them
[C]zipper bag[Em]s
Got my [C]money so heavy,
can't lift a bag, yeah, yeah
I got an Eastside ho
Trappin' out a [Em]house with
[Bm]some [C]Eastside blow
Smokers comin' back
for at least five more
Kill an opp, then it's back
to the East I go
Heaven or the belly of the
beast I'll go
Freddie, how you come up on
the kis that low?
Hit my Mexican and come
up on at least five more
Kill an opp, then it's back to the East I go,
to the East I go
Yeah, I'm 'bout to shoot up your party 'cause that's
what I feel [Em]like [C](what I feel like)
If I don't pull up and [Em]drop me an opp,
I don't [C]feel right (I don't feel right)
Ever since I lost the homies,
a nigga can't [Em]feel life (I can't [C]feel life)
If I don't have me some dope or some drink,
I don't feel right
[C#]All I know is go get t[C]he bag
Nigga post on the block,
we can split the bag (yeah, yeah)
Out here servin' the neighbors,
they sniff a bag (yeah, yeah)
All I know is yayo and them zipper
bag[C#]s (yeah, yeah)
Had to cut off my ho, I can't trick a bag
[C]Fuck them Gucci and Louis
and Fendi bags (yeah, yeah)
All I know is yayo and them zipper bags
Got my money so heavy,
can't lift [C#]a bag, yeah
[C]Work, [Bm]work
(I don't [Em]feel right)
[C]Had to fuck with your ho, I got that work
And you know I got that [C#]work, [C]work
That work, [Bm]work
Had [Em]to fuck wi[C]th your ho, I got that work,
[Em]work (I'm trill, [C#]working the wheel)
You know I got that work, [C]work (I'm trill,
working the wheel, a pimp, not a simp)
That work, work
Had [Em]to fuck with your ho, I got that [C]work (I'm trill,
working the wheel, a pimp, not a simp)
And you know [Em]I got that work, work (I'm trill,
[C#]working the wheel, a pimp, [C]not a simp)
That work, work
Had to fuck with your ho, I got that [Em]work (I'm trill,
[C]working the wheel, a pimp, not a simp)
And you know I got that work