Chords for A Boogie - All Black (Music Video)

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Am

C

E

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A Boogie - All Black (Music Video) chords
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[A] [Em]
[A] [C] She never [Em] called back
[A] [Em]
She called back
[A] No [Em] black
[A] She [Em]
called ya
[Am] [Em]
[A] [Em] No black
[Am] [Em]
No black
You kept on calling [Am] her phone
No wonder she never called back
You saw the message [A] she wrote me
[Em] Low key, you want your hoe back
I get respect [A] from the OG's
[Em] Police probably want my phone title
Hoodie and all that
Pull up in all black
All black, [Am] all crazy
[C] All black [Em] to the laces
All [E] black, all white shit
[Em] All black formation
They think I'm crazy
I think they hatin'
All black race races
My old black shit
CRI with some stacks
Hit the club in all black
Spend 10K up in stacks
Hold up, speakin' is fact
CRI with the panty all white
If you want bread, little nigga on site
All black, I ain't missin' no [A] spikes
Only bad bitches, [F#] I ain't fuckin' on tight
I said yeah
I'm always on [Em] the go
Bitch, black tints on the low low
Your bitch, she a so-so
I hit that door, cuz I can't roll
Hop in the club, spendin' bens, hoe
I'm a trap nigga with some [A] fans, though
My designer [Em] ain't black that night, tech is, hoe
You kept on calling her phone
No wonder she never called back
You saw the message she wrote me
Low key, you want your hoe back
I get respect [A] from the OGs, [Em] police
Probably with my phone tapped
[A] Hoodie and all that
Pull up in all black
All black, [Am] all crazy
[Em] All black to the laces
[E] All black off white shit
[B] All black formation
They think I'm crazy
I think they hatin'
All black race races
My old black spaceship
I pull up [A] on your slide, she wanna [Em] get fucked and get high
She hopped in my ride, I told her to look at the sky
Look at the stars in the sky, grabbin' a thigh
Forgot what I [E] told her, I lied
She [Em] wanted to hold on my nine, word to Allah
I'm a friendly [A] type of guy, but I [G] get gritty with my guys
In [Em] the city with my guys
[A] Hittin' chicken with my [Em] guys
Free my niggas, doin' time, fuck the rumors and the lies
I go through with my guys
G12 told me I gotta make it to the top
That's my nigga, I'ma ride
I'ma go do it
Black hoodie bitch, I know what I'm doin'
Ha, you kept on [A] calling her phone
[Em] No wonder she never called back
You saw the [A] message she wrote me, [Em] low key
You want your hoe back
I get respect [A] from the [Em] OGs, police
Probably with my phone tapped
[Am] Hoodie and all [Em] that
Pull up in all black
All [A] black, all crazy
[C] All black [Em] to the laces
All black off white shit
All black formation
They think I'm crazy
I think they hatin'
All black [Am] race races
[Em] My old black spaceship
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Em
121
A
1231
Am
2311
C
3211
E
2311
Em
121
A
1231
Am
2311
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_ _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [C] She never [Em] called back
_ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _
She called back
_ [A] No [Em] black _ _
_ _ _ [A] She [Em] _ _
called ya
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ No black
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
No black
You kept on calling [Am] her phone
No wonder she never called back
You saw the message [A] she wrote me
[Em] Low key, you want your hoe back
I get respect [A] from the OG's
[Em] Police probably want my phone title
_ Hoodie and all that
Pull up in all black
All black, [Am] all crazy
[C] All black [Em] to the laces
All [E] black, all white shit
[Em] All black formation
They think I'm crazy
I think they hatin'
All black race races
My old black shit
CRI with some stacks
Hit the club in all black
Spend 10K up in stacks
Hold up, speakin' is fact
CRI with the panty all white
If you want bread, little nigga on site
All black, I ain't missin' no [A] spikes
Only bad bitches, [F#] I ain't fuckin' on tight
I said yeah
_ I'm always on [Em] the go
Bitch, black tints on the low low
Your bitch, she a so-so
I hit that door, cuz I can't roll
Hop in the club, spendin' bens, hoe
I'm a trap nigga with some [A] fans, though
My designer [Em] ain't black that night, tech is, hoe
You kept on calling her phone
No wonder she never called back
You saw the message she wrote me
Low key, you want your hoe back
I get respect [A] from the OGs, [Em] police
Probably with my phone tapped
_ [A] Hoodie and all that
Pull up in all black
All black, [Am] all crazy
[Em] All black to the laces
[E] All black off white shit
[B] All black formation
They think I'm crazy
I think they hatin'
All black race races
My old black spaceship
I pull up [A] on your slide, she wanna [Em] get fucked and get high
She hopped in my ride, I told her to look at the sky
Look at the stars in the sky, grabbin' a thigh
Forgot what I [E] told her, I lied
She [Em] wanted to hold on my nine, word to Allah
I'm a friendly [A] type of guy, but I [G] get gritty with my guys
In [Em] the city with my guys
[A] Hittin' chicken with my [Em] guys
Free my niggas, doin' time, fuck the rumors and the lies
I go through with my guys
G12 told me I gotta make it to the top
That's my nigga, I'ma ride
I'ma go do it
Black hoodie bitch, I know what I'm doin'
Ha, you kept on [A] calling her phone
[Em] No wonder she never called back
You saw the [A] message she wrote me, [Em] low key
You want your hoe back
I get respect [A] from the [Em] OGs, police
Probably with my phone tapped
_ [Am] Hoodie and all [Em] that
Pull up in all black
All [A] black, all crazy
[C] All black [Em] to the laces
All black off white shit
All black formation
They think I'm crazy
I think they hatin'
All black [Am] race races
[Em] My old black spaceship _ _ _ _ _ _ _