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 104 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: Eb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 104 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] [VERSE] Ebm While y'all was on Clubhouse, I was in the dugout Ebm Waiting to get up to bat and knock a home run out Ebm Noriega thugged out, walking with my snub out Ebm No serial numbers on the side, they was rubbed out Ebm I give you a blood bath, then I let the blood out Ebm Pull the stopper out of the bottom and drain the tub out Ebm Know my way through any hood, nigga what you talm' 'bout? Ebm You follow the GPS, I just took the thug route Ebm Eighteen years, can't wait 'til they let my cuz out Ebm Couldn't believe it when the words came out the judge mouth Ebm Had to use candles 'cause we blew the lightbulbs out Ebm Sleeping on a bum couch, I live in a drug housе Ebm He said I ain't like that, man that nigga bugged out Ebm Likе what? Nigga, I'll shoot your fuckin' mug out Ebm Momma said, "Pull your pants up," I got cussed out Ebm Used to wear my sneakers like Jordan with the tongue out www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm Thought I was gon' stop? I'm offin' 'em off top Ebm I'm the talk of New York, I walk with the hawk and the four cocked Ebm Make all of 'em call cops, they frozen, they broads stop Ebm This shit doggin', make sure when I let it off, it's a sure shot Ebm Heard his crib is like Fort Knox, who said I was gon' knock? Ebm Using force on the door, so I'm gon' give him a bald spot Ebm I'm slaughtering all opps, I'm ordering more blocks Ebm Like Optimus in his prime, I'm strong as an Autobot, ha! [VERSE] Ebm While y'all been on TikTok, I been on B.I.G., Pac Ebm Big Glock, it's Alfred Hitchcock, get your kid rocked Ebm Silk shock a nigga like P brother, tree lover Ebm Fell in love with a bitch, my bitch just told me she love her Ebm We run it, been running this shit, I can't feel my legs Ebm Your brother got them birds, have my niggas come and steal his eggs Ebm I be on a million meds, I can put your doctor on Ebm Dana White diamonds on, stones look like a octagon Ebm Can't stop, fuck you if you think not Ebm The gun pop, the gun ring, you suck it like a Ring Pop Ebm Had to do my thing, Pap, had to let the snub blap Ebm Riding 'til the wheels fall off, no hub cap Ebm All this mud in my cup and I don't need no mud flaps Ebm I don't need no hug, dap, I don't need no rug rats Ebm So she gon' have to chug that Ebm I'm like Tom Brady, still ballin' where the Bucs at Ebm Young Money, young man, YM
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