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FREDDIE GIBBS feat JADAKISS – Black Illuminati Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

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This single was released on 19 November 2021. The vocals are by Freddie Gibbs , Jadakiss, the music is produced by Jadakiss , Freddie Gibbs, and the lyrics are written by Arianna Reid , Bizness Boi.
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 88 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: E Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 88
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
 [INTRO]

  Em 
 . 
 [VERSE ONE: Freddie Gibbs]
   Am 
 Slammin', used to sleep on the floor with a Kel Tec
  Am 
 Got a bag I can't bag yet because it's still wet
  Am 
 Reaper man, I pay him a visit, ain't paid his bills yet
  Am 
 Brain hemorrhage, blunt force trauma, I make him feel that
 Bm  
 I wrap and seal that
 Bm 
 Sent out the bricks that had the Nike Swoosh stamps, I'm just doin' it for the camp
 Bm 
 Nigga showed 'em to the plug, now he shoppin' behind my back, uh
 Bm 
 One thing about that bitch karma, she comin' back

          Am 
 If you trappin', keep a strap close
 Am 
 Nowadays, this shit became a trend to snake your homies out 'cause everybody backdoor
  Am 
 But everybody Black, though
 Am 
 I let the fiends catch a bеan, used to vomit off the secondhand crack smokе
   Bm 
 Nigga got that PTSD from testin' the key
  Bm
 Gums numb, hope I didn't purchase work from the F E Ds
  Bm 
 'Cause every time I see the judge, it's like a scary movie
 Bm 
 Fuck the court, real nigga can't do no jury duty
  Am  
 Internet done altered this shit through a different game now
 Am 
 I don't rap about dead opps, I let his name die
 Am 
 Shame how they blackball Kane, they scratched my name out
   Am 
 I pushed it longer than I expected to get my name hot
 
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 [CHORUS] 
   Em 
 They wanna take me out this game like Sha'Carri
 Em 
 Black Illuminati, touch Big Rabbit, streets need a body
 Em 
 I got all of them leeches away from 'round me
 Em
 You ain't rich enough to get me hit, pussy, go up the bounty, uh

 [VERSE] 
  Am 
 Spend some cheese, bitch, chopper sing, bitch
   Am
 Brew him up, had him huggin' them EMTs, bitch
  Am 
 Turn the witness to Stevie Wonder, ho, you ain't seen shit
  Am
 Youngins on a mando' slide, this shit routine, bitch
   Em
 Delta 88 with a cool knot in my tube socks
  Em
 Now I push the goons through the boondocks in the Countach
 Em 
 Penthouse in the city, my bops givin' me rooftop
  Em 
 Told 'em free my nigga G Weeder, ho, let the roots out

 Am 
 You feel my energy, they gon' remember me
 Am 
 Ain't never had a friend like me, your enemy my enemy
 Am 
 Lambo crashed the whip and got plates in both shoulders
 Am 
 If he didn't live through that accident, this shit could've been over, yeah
 
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 [CHORUS] 
   Em 
 They wanna take me out this game like Sha'Carri
   Em 
 Black Illuminati, afghan doggy straight off the poppy
    Em 
 I ain't trust him, had to dust him like Christopher Moltisanti
  Em 
 And it hurt my heart to hurt you, but nigga, streets need a body, yeah
  Em 
 I don't house these hoes, bitch, get a hobby
  Em 
 She ain't workin', then you ain't got a wifey, you got a Tommy, yeah
  Em 
 I got all of them leeches away from 'round me
 Em 
 Bulletproof the Escalade, I got iron like Robert Downey, nigga, yeah



 Fuck you lil' niggas (Uh)

 (Triple S exercise)

 Kane

 Kiss, haha
                             
 It's what we do, nigga
 
 [VERSE] 

 I don't do the Chrome Heart, I just do the home art

 You can catch a headshot or you can catch a dome dart

 Go ahead and put the kids to sleep, this the grown part

 'Fore we knew what Billboard was, we had our own chart

 Strapped and they pull the car over, you take your own charge (Take that)

 I ain't never worked for nobody, I sold my own heart (That's right)

 Smoke a fat one in the back right in my own yard

 Playin' dominoes with my man, he in the boneyard

 Now I can pay for the jet right on my own card

 Niggas tryna go man on me, man, it's on, God

 Hand to hand with it, I ain't never played the phone, God

 Calisthenics and cardio, just tryna tone, God (That's it)

 Your man got the semi, but he ain't poppin'

 My youngin got the bricks in the hemi, and he ain't stoppin'

 Lil' extra in the beginning to get him coppin' (Uh huh)

 He ain't worried, 'cause if they get him, I get him Cochran (I got him)

 He know not to fuck with them bitches, they get him hot then (He know)

 Stay low, finish the work, he get a drop Benz (Yeah)

 They just wanna be around money, but they are not friends (Nah)

 Until you fall back from 'em, that's where the plot ends (Yeah)

 I've been reppin' the Apple since it was rotten (Mmh)

 When you a golden, you can never be forgotten (Never)

 They gotta ram it, you don't ever let the cops in (Never)

 I can have your funeral in the top ten (Woo)

 A lot of niggas are nice, but they are not him (Jada)

 It's really nothing that you can do to stop him (Hater)

 Call him the god MC just like Rakim (Woo)

 And he done took some L's, but yeah, he got wins

 Motherfucker

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