Bruh Akkorde von
Jeezy
Jeezy

N/A1 Aufrufe
Tonart: D minor
Verse 1
Em
Em
I been getting it since
the sixth grade (yeah)
Uh, shit
Verse 2
Em
Em
Let me see if some of y'all can relate (this motherfucker
B
B
Like '05 visions (yeah)
Em
Em
C
C
Hunnid deep, every nigga with a champagne bottle
F#m
F#m
(I'll give it to 'em)
Em
Em
(Yeah) Snoman shirts for everybody
Verse 3
Em
Em
Yeah, you already know, bruh
You done seen this shit before, bruh
Haters wanna see you dead, bruh
Bitches, they just want your bread, bruh
Tryna dodge the blue and
red lights
Rollie looking like some headlights
Call my traphouse the bakery
That's where they keep the bread
right (Gangsta Grillz)
Verse 4
Em
Em
I been getting it since the sixth
grade (sixth grade)
Water whippin' I'm the best
out (yeah)
VVS, yeah, the water stone typa shit
to make you stick your chest out
Bm
Bm
Left the lot bought a gold
chain (gold chain)
Em
Em
Bm
Bm
Water boiling talkin' Lo
Mein (yeah)
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F#m
You love money but you hate
fame (hate fame)
Bm
Bm
Gotta pocket full now
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F#m
that's loose change
Em
Em
Paper looking like a notebook
(notebook)
Chinchilla flow need a coat hook (woo)
See I graduated from the dope
game (dope game)
A dope beat, I write a dope hook (yeah)
Bm
Bm
Tell them niggas this a hit, bruh (hit,
Verse 5
Bm
Bm
bruh)
Tell them bitches this a hit, bruh (hit,
Em
Em
bruh)
Bm
Bm
Jizzle back talkin' shit, bruh
F#m
F#m
Swear them niggas snappin' like a pit,
Em
Em
bruh
F#m
F#m
You already know,
Verse 6
Em
Em
bruh
You done seen this shit before, bruh
Haters wanna see you dead, bruh
Bitches they just want your bread, bruh
Tryna dodge the blue and
red lights
Rollie looking like some headlights
(headlights)
Call my traphouse the bakery
That's where they keep
Verse 7
the bread right, look
Em
Em
Bank account like a phone
number (yeah)
I just gave your bitch the
Bm
Bm
wrong number (woo)
Em
Em
I don't fuck with no fuck niggas,
Bm
Bm
you the type a nigga get along with 'em (yeah)
Em
Em
Bm
Bm
So what that really say about you?
What the streets say that might be true
Em
Em
F#m
F#m
Real nigga nothing like y'all,
Em
Em
F#m
F#m
if the kitchen funky spray Lysol, look
Verse 8
Em
Em
You can tell them niggas this
a hit, bruh (hit, bruh)
Tell them bitches this a hit, bruh (hit, bruh)
D Rich on his shit, bruh
Swear he got it poppin' like a zit,
B
B
bruh (yeah)
Bm
Bm
Pray to God the forty hittin' too
Em
Em
Bm
Bm
Backstabbing niggas gettin' sued
Em
Em
Take 'em out the hood,
F#m
F#m
have 'em living good
Em
Em
F#m
F#m
Spend up all his money then sue, look
Verse 9
F#m
F#m
Em
Em
You already know, bruh
You done seen this shit before, bruh
Haters wanna see you dead, bruh
Bitches they just want your bread,
bruh
Tryna dodge the blue and
red lights
Rollie looking like some
headlights (headlights)
Call my traphouse the bakery
Em
Em
That's where they keep the bread right,
Verse 10
look
Em
Em
Hahaha
I got my mojo back, baby
Oh, behave
Bsus4
Bsus4
Em
Em
Bsus4
Bsus4
Em
Em
Bm
Bm
Snow man
F#m
F#m
Who me?
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F#m
Mr. Thanksgiving

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