What Up Gangsta Chords by 50 Cent

Tempo:
82.5 bpm
Chords used:

C#m

G#m

E

F#

D#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C#m]
G-U-N, we in it, we can keep the drama poppin' we don't care
Just slow it down, cause I'm around, 56, you know how I just down down
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
They say I walk around like I got a S on my chest, now that's a semi-oro
In the vest on my chest, I try not to say nothing to D.A.
Like war on playing cards, but I hunt a duck n***a [E] down like it's a squirrel
[C#m] Put on me, I'll cut your gum, butt your butt, you get money
I can't get [G#m] nothing with you, then fuck you, I'm [C#m] not the type to get knocked for DWI
I'm the type that can't connect when the coke price high
Gangsta, they bought my shit, them they know me
I grew up around some n****s that's not my homies
Honey, cheese, I stash it, the Mac, I blast it
We dump the diesel and battery acid, this flow's been mastered
The ice, I flash it, chooks me, I have your mama picking out your casket
Bam, I'm on the next level, white link, forget bezel
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than the decadal
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
We don't play that, we don't play that, we don't play [G#m] that
I [C#m] sit back, what's the best bud, burning wonder when gangstas bought my shit
Can they hear my hunger, when the fifth kick up quick, it sound like thugger
In December, I make your block feel like summer, rap could exactly rhyme
Fiends say my dope is a nine, they think I fuck what is a dime
I'm like Bradley LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own, where I lay my hats, my home
I'm a rolling stone, fuck my path, I fuck it, thinking I won't touch it
I had your ass, who's in the wheelchair, can't no fuckers
Ministry hoes, fuckers, in the hood, they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass, [E] get some brand new truckers
[C#m] What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what [G#m] up gangsta
[C#m] We don't play that, we don't play that, we don't play that
We don't play that, we don't play that, we don't play that
[F#] [G#m] [C#m]
[F#] [D#] [C#m]
[G#m]
Key:  
C#m
13421114
G#m
123111114
E
2311
F#
134211112
D#
12341116
C#m
13421114
G#m
123111114
E
2311
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To learn 50 Cent - (Album Version Edited) What Up Gangsta chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: F#, G#m, C#m, E, C#m and G#m. For best results, commence at 41 BPM and progress to the song's BPM of 82. Considering the song's key of C# Minor, position your capo to suit your vocal and chord preferences.

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[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
G-U-N, we in it, we can keep the drama poppin' we don't care
Just slow it down, cause I'm around, 56, you know how I just down down
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
They say I walk around like I got a S on my chest, now that's a semi-oro
In the vest on my chest, I try not to say nothing to D.A.
Like war on playing cards, but I hunt a duck n***a [E] down like it's a squirrel
[C#m] Put on me, I'll cut your gum, butt your butt, you get money
I can't get [G#m] nothing with you, then fuck you, I'm [C#m] not the type to get knocked for DWI
I'm the type that can't connect when the coke price high
Gangsta, they bought my shit, them they know me
I grew up around some n****s that's not my homies
Honey, cheese, I stash it, the Mac, I blast it
We dump the diesel and battery acid, this flow's been mastered
The ice, I flash it, chooks me, I have your mama picking out your casket
Bam, I'm on the next level, white link, forget bezel
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than the decadal
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
We don't play that, we don't play that, we don't play [G#m] that
I [C#m] sit back, what's the best bud, burning wonder when gangstas bought my shit
Can they hear my hunger, when the fifth kick up quick, it sound like thugger
In December, I make your block feel like summer, rap could exactly rhyme
Fiends say my dope is a nine, they think I fuck what is a dime
I'm like Bradley LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own, where I lay my hats, my home
I'm a rolling stone, fuck my path, I fuck it, thinking I won't touch it
I had your ass, who's in the wheelchair, can't no fuckers
Ministry hoes, fuckers, in the hood, they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass, [E] get some brand new truckers
[C#m] What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta
What up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what [G#m] up gangsta
[C#m] We don't play that, we don't play that, we don't play that _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We don't play that, _ _ _ we don't play that, we don't play that _
_ _ _ [F#] _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ [D#] _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _

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