This song is originally in the key of Bb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: Bb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 80 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Bbm Gb . Bbm Gb (Ayy, bro, is that Jambo?) Gb Ayy www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bbm I'ma keep that blicky, watch my every move Bbm Ayy, this Glock came plastic and my bitch too Gb I just poured another cup, it ain't hard to dismiss you Gb What you know 'bout trapping 'til the police come and get you? Bbm Foreign whips, they full of paraphernalia Bbm I hope they don't try me, we gon' shoot it out wherever Bbm Gb Louis V wrapped around my 30, that's designer murder Gb Bought my nigga a stick for Christmas, he know gifts gon' come with curses Bbm Don't try to ban me from your city, I'll buy a crib next door to you Bbm It's hard to catch up with you rappers so we kill who close to you Gb Left me for dead, I ran it up, nigga, what I'm 'posed to do Gb I could've got rich off of drug dealing, I just chose the booth [VERSE] Bbm Like a Rolex and somе scissors, niggas tell to get they timе cut Bbm Catch him at the club, we gon' spray the whole line up Gb No, I'm not a barber, I put that on my mama, I sold lean to my father Gb Bbm I'm from Alabama, bullets hit him then they all burn Bbm It's so hard for me to turn on you like a nigga need power steering Gb Forever ride with heat, I just bought a bunch of carbons, I think I need 'em Gb Fuck the industry, I never paid for a feature www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bbm I'ma keep that blicky, watch my every move Bbm Ayy, this Glock came plastic and my bitch too Gb I just poured another cup, it ain't hard to dismiss you Gb What you know 'bout trapping 'til the police come and get you? Bbm Foreign whips, they full of paraphernalia Bbm I hope they don't try me, we gon' shoot it out wherever Bbm Gb Louis V wrapped around my 30, that's designer murder Gb Bought my nigga a stick for Christmas, he know gifts gon' come with curses Bbm Don't try to ban me from your city, I'll buy a crib next door to you Bbm It's hard to catch up with you rappers so we kill who close to you Gb Left me for dead, I ran it up, nigga, what I'm 'posed to do Gb I could've got rich off of drug dealing, I just chose the booth
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