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 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: Eb 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] Ebm Gb B Gb x2 . (808 Mafia) Uh www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent Gb B Gb Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happened Ebm Gb Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh) B Gb You play, I'm lettin' you have it (Uh, uh) Ebm Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin Gb B Gb They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rappin'? Gb Ebm Fiend for that ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsin' Gb B Gb Bring out the best in me or be a distraction, uh [VERSE ONE] Ebm Gb If I tell my stepper, "Come and slide," then he comin' B Gb And I know it's fucked up how he daily out there huntin' Ebm Gb Heartless livin', savage life, that's just how he bomin' B Gb But shit, at least it's a nigga I can count on for something, uh Ebm Gb Wе let them cannons spark, play with us, get punishеd, uh B Gb We really had it hard, now blessings abundant Ebm Gb Cheered 'til I hit the top, now they can't wait to see me plummet B Gb Like for every win, another L come punch me in my stomach Ebm Gb I couldn't even enjoy my birthday, bitch come to me about assumptions B Gb They can't fuck with me on my worst day, I done ran it up, all hundreds Ebm Gb Baby, Chiraq is my birthplace, if we got a problem, we slump it B Gb Hard times spent, it's the worst pain and you never get refunded, uh www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent Gb B Gb Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happened Ebm Gb Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh) B Gb You play, I'm lettin' you have it (Uh, uh) Ebm Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin Gb B Gb They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rappin'? Gb Ebm Fiend for that ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsin' Gb B Gb Bring out the best in me or be a distraction, uh [VERSE TWO] Ebm Gb Twin Glocks, Tia and Tamera, yeah, these my new bitches B Gb Hit they block with two switches, it make my shottas shoot different Ebm Gb We can empty out two hundred shots in less than two minutes B Gb And B was one of ours, so that shouldn't be a name that you mention Ebm Gb Hope when I'm talkin', you listen 'cause I'm just hoping you get it Gb B Gb I tell my nigga 'bout hisself, hate ain't got nothin' to do with it Ebm Gb And you can't call my phone for help, that's if I heard that you snitchin' Gb B Gb Don't speak on bodies on your belt, this just ain't how we do business, uh Ebm Gb Bad news turn your whole day tragic, all they heard was that K clappin' B Gb Any problem, we steppin' up like the crate challenge Ebm Gb Left my heart on that notepad and that still wasn't enough B Gb Lotta snake bites, got low grass, can't feel or trust [CHORUS] Ebm How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent Gb B Gb Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happened Ebm Gb Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh) B Gb You play, I'm lettin' you have it (Uh, uh) Ebm Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin Gb B Gb They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rappin'? Gb Ebm Fiend for that ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsin' Gb B Gb Bring out the best in me or be a distraction, uh
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