This song is originally in the key of E Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 76 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: E Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 76 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Em C G D . Oh Pour codeine and I sing when I'm mad, mad, mad Pour codeine on the scene (Yeah) Jambo Le le lean, le le lean Oh, oh Let's go www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Em I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream C Nigga, I'ma be mad (Yeah) G D Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and cash (Yeah) Em C Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try and blast (Yeah) G I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day Em Two blues to the face, can't see straight (Yeah) C You leased your car no rebate (Yeah) G D I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away (Okay) Em C I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav G Nowadays, I wake up and I pray (Yeah) D That I won't go astray [VERSE ONE] Em Bitch, I'm a criminal, turned to a general C Don't do subliminals, uh, uh (Ayy) G Bitch, I ain't feeling you, never been into you D Emotionally, I'm killing you (Uh) Em Bathing Ape tennis shoe, designer plentiful C Make it look simple, uh, uh (True) G Bitch, I ain't licking you, bitch, I ain't eating you D Your man just sent you off Em Two dicks in my pants, pause C One is the clip and one is my cock G One of 'em will shoot your man in the face D And the other one, it start abusing your jaw (Come on) Em Niggas be fake and they incriminate you, will never know if I'm abusing the law Circle is small, oh, oh Like a red dot, oh, oh www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream Nigga, I'ma be mad (Yeah) Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and cash (Yeah) Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try and blast (Yeah) I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day Two blues to the face, can't see straight (Yeah) You leased your car no rebate (Yeah) I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away (Okay) I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav Nowadays, I wake up and I pray (Yeah) That I won't go astray [VERSE] Every day feel like the same shit And every time that I'm alone, that's when the pain hit I smoke a wood filled with Biscotti, now I'm painless They told me stop, fuck it, I'm young, rich, and dangerous Dressed in some named shit, I see the same shit Get the fuck from 'round me with the fake shit, I hate it How you wife that ho? She so basic, she brain me No, I can't trust a soul, they just say shit, I can't be This shit is all I know, so it's fuck you, bitch, pay me [CHORUS] I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream Nigga, I'ma be mad (Yeah) Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and cash (Yeah) Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try and blast (Yeah) I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day Two blues to the face, can't see straight (Yeah) You leased your car no rebate (Yeah) I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away (Okay) I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav Nowadays, I wake up and I pray (Yeah) That I won't go astray [OUTRO] (Le le lean) (Le le lean, oh) (I smoke a wood filled with Biscotti, now I'm painless) Last Dude on the track
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