Аккорды Fugees - Mista Mista

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Em
EADGBE 2 3
Em/D
EADGBE x x
C#m/E
EADGBE x x 2 1 3
C#m
EADGBE x 4 2 1 3 x
Am
EADGBE x 2 3 1
D
EADGBE x x 1 3 2
G
EADGBE 2 1 3
C
EADGBE x 3 2 1
B7
EADGBE x 2 1 3 4
INtro
E-------------0----2-3-2-3-2--------------------------|
B-------------0---------------------------------------|
G----------0----0-------------------------------------|
D-----------------------------------------------------|
A-----------------------------------------------------|
e-----0-----------------------------------------------|

couplet
 Em  Em/D#           Em/D  C#m/E
E-----0--------0-----------0------------------0-------0-------0------0----|
B-----0--------0-----------0------0-----------0-------0-------0------0----|
G---0---0----0----0-----0----0----0---------0---0---0---0---0---0--0---0--|
D----------2--------2-1-------------1--2--0------0---------------2--------|
A------------------------------2--------------------------4---------------|
e-0-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
       Mista mista   Can I get five dollars   So I can get something to eat

etc...

Em
Mista mista
Em/D#
Can I get five dollars
Em/D   C#m/E
So I can get something to eat

Em
Hell no motherfucka
Em/D#
You can't get no money from me
Em/D
Cause everytime I give you a dollar
C#m
You go get shot up with more and more needles    And you tell me that

Em  Em/D#
you're drug free
Em/D C#m/E
Drug free

Em
Mista mista
Em/D#
I haven't ate anything for a week
Em/D  C#m/E
Can I get a quarter?


Em
Hell no motherfucka
  Em/D#
What can a quarter get you?
  Em/D
Nothing motherfucka
          C#m/E
You are just fucked up
          C#m/E
Off them fucked up drugs
          C#m/E
You know you need to leave alone
          C#m/E
But you keep telling me that

Em
you're drug free
Em/D#
Motherfucka
Em/D    C#m/E
You ain't drug free, you're a fiend

   Am    D
And everytime      I try to help you
 G       C
You pretend   as if    it's okay
C
Then later on in the week
C     B7
You go back to shootin' needles, to sniffin'
   B7
Oh my love my god but you told me you were

Em
drug free
Em/D#
Drug free
Em/D
You ain't drug free motherfucka
C#m/E                           Em
So you damn well, can't get no motherfuckin money for me ee e
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