This song is originally in the key of Eb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 84 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: Eb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 84 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] . You know nowadays everybody liabilities, they told me, "Pick a side", I said, "I'm rockin' with myself, you dig what I'm sayin'?" You know, I know shit get confidential, that's the main reason I ain't trippin' My intentions was to do what I did 'cause when I did what I did I was gon' get the results to see who's really with me And it all bow down, shit, everybody turn they back on me Ayy, any time they ask how I'm doin' Shit, I tell 'em I'm cope aesthetic www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm Db Hey, if he bustdowns, he cut your poles, he la familia (Baow) B I can't be mad if you cut me off and go find someone that's realer (Realer) B Db Just make sure he 'bout what he talk about, that he got' make sure he familiar Ebm They play with me, we blow they block down, look in the eye of a killer (Grrah) Ebm Nine, nine to ten, we got them choppers out Db Snakes inside the whip, tell bro, B "Slow down before the cops be on us" (Skrrt) B Whole hundred shots in the back when I post on the bricks, B the type of time I'm on Db No pot to piss, deep down inside it, dawg Ebm Youngin', you wait before your time, stay on your shit, Ebm that's what my uncle told me (Mmm, mmm) [VERSE] Ebm Db Whole hundred thou', that's for the tennis chain (Tennis chain) B I'm tryna wash the Perkies down and mix with lemonade B Db This shit I'm spittin' way too gangster, they still don't understand Ebm Financially, shorty, I'm straight, but still not mentally Ebm Ayy, I live a soldier life mentality Db Million on my head, I know they after me (Uh, uh) B Reverse they block and empty the clip (Skrrt), B we let off shots soon as the addy leak (Skrrt) B Db They tryna break down what I built, it took a mil' to make this masterpiece Ebm I hit your line, pick up the phone 'cause in your arms, that's where I'd rather be Ebm Db Cops get behind us, hide my chrome inside your purse, make sure it's stashed for me B Friendly reminder of my own, I found the plug who had the bags for cheap B Db I'm in your yard, come ride alone, can you explain why you still mad at me? Ebm I'm still at war from shit back home, so I can't leave unless I grab the heat Ebm Still sendin' green dots to the prison, Db B I'm in my feelings 'bout my dawg in that slammer B B put a green dot on the Glizzy thirty, repitition what we standin' on B Db And this a house act in the kitchen, whippin' with that arm and hammer Ebm I still got one foot in the trenches, with the quickness dressin' Camel Ebm Db This codeine fuckin' up my kidneys, damn near runnin' outta stamina B Go tat' my name on your lil' titty, if they ask, say you a fan of me B Db I wrap my flag around the Glizzy, if you play, become a fan of Crips Ebm I think my soul back from the 60s, reason they not understandin' me www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm Db Hey, if he bustdowns, he cut your poles, he la familia (Baow) B I can't be mad if you cut me off and go find someone that's realer (Realer) B Db Just make sure he 'bout what he talk about, that he got' make sure he familiar Ebm They play with me, we blow they block down, look in the eye of a killer (Grrah) Ebm Nine, nine to ten, we got them choppers out Db B Snakes inside the whip, tell bro, "Slow down before the cops be on us" (Skrrt) B Whole hundred shots in the back when I post on the bricks, the type of time I'm on Db No pot to piss, deep down inside it, dawg Ebm Youngin', you wait before your time, stay on your shit, that's what my uncle told me (Mmm, mmm)
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