Chords for Aloe Blacc & Wu Tang Clan-I Need A Dollar (Chrome remix)
Tempo:
189.9 bpm
Chords used:
G#m
F#
C#m
G#
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [C#m]
[G#m]
[F#] [C#m]
[G#m] I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] Well, I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] I said I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
And [G#m] if I share with you [F#] my story, will [C#m] you share your dollar with me?
[G#m] I grew up [F#] on the crime side, the New [C#m] York Times side.
Staying alive was no job, [G#m] had second hands.
[F#] Moms bounced on old [C#m] men, so then we moved to Shalin Land.
[G#m] A young youth, you're [F#] rocking the go-to, [C#m] no goose.
Only way I begin the G-York was [G#m] drug loot.
Unless started [F#] like this son, [C#m] hauling with this one and that one.
Pulling out gas [G#m] for fun, but it was just [F#] a dream for the teen [C#m] who was a fiend.
Started smoking wools at [G#m] 16 and running up [F#] in gates and doing [C#m] X behind the stakes.
Making my way off five [G#m] skates, no question [F#] I was speed for [C#m] cracks and weed.
The combination made my eyes [G#m] bleed.
No question [F#] I would flow up and try [C#m] to get the door.
Sticking up like boys on [G#m] war floor.
My life [F#] got no better.
Same [C#m] damn low sweater.
Times was rough and taut [G#m] like leather.
Figured out [F#] I went the wrong route, [G#] so I got with a sick tight clip and went [G#m] all out.
Catching [F#] keys from cross seas, [C#m] rolling MPVs.
Every week we made 40 [G#m] G.
Yo, [F#] brothers respect mine, I ain't [C#m] gonna take nothing.
Move from the gate [G#m] now.
Bad [F#] times are coming and [C#m] I'll eat what I done sold.
[G#m] Well, let [F#] me tell you something, [C#m] all that glitters ain't gold.
[G#m] It's [F#] been a long, long, [C#m] long, long troublesome road.
[G#m] And I'm looking for [F#] somebody coming [C#m] to help me carry this load.
[D#m] [G#m] Well, I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] I [F#] need the dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] And I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
And [G#m] if I share with you [F#] my story, will [C#m] you share your dollar with [D#m] me?
[G#m] I don't know [C#m] if I'm walking on solid grass.
[D#m]
[G#m] Because everything [C#m] around me is falling down.
And [D#m] all [G#m] I want [C#m] is someone to help me carry this load.
Let us proceed with the first song.
[G#m] It's been 22 long, [F#] hard years.
I'm still struggling.
[C#m] Survival got me bugging, but I'm alive [G#m] on arrival.
I [F#] reaped back the shape of the streets to [C#m] stay awake to the ways of the world.
[G#m] A man with a dream, [F#] with plans to make dreams, [C#m] with fear.
I went to jail at the age of 15, [G#m] a young buck selling [F#] drugs and stuff.
Who never [C#m] had much, trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch.
[G#m] The poor lady thought [F#] I faced [C#m] incarceration.
Going upstate's my destination.
[G#m] Handcuffed and racked [F#] up a bus, 40 of [D#] us.
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough.
[G#m] But as the world turned, [F#] I learned life was hell.
[C#m] Living in the world no different from a snell.
[G#m] Every day I escape [F#] from jakes, giving tips, [C#m] selling bass.
Smoking bones in the staircase.
[G#m] Though I don't know why I [F#] chose smoke steps.
[C#m] I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed.
But [G#m] I'm still depressed.
[G#] And I ask, what's it worth?
[C#m] Let me give you my thoughts, you have to own up.
Who explained working hard [F#] may help you maintain.
[G#] To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain.
[G#m] You got stick up, kid.
[F#] Corrupt cops and crack [G#] ratchets, straight shots.
All in a block that stays hot.
[G#m] Leave it up to me while [F#] I be living proof.
[C#m] To get the truth to the young black youth.
[G#m] Which only is one of why I [F#] smoke a step, drink a beer.
[C#m] And ain't trying to hear what I'm kicking in this year.
[G#m] Neglect it for now, [F#] but yo, it gots to be [C#m] accepted.
What?
The life is like [G#m] this.
Well, I [F#] need a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] Say I [F#] need a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] Well, I need [F#] a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
And if [G#m] I share with you [F#] my story, would [C#m] you share your dollar with me?
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar [F#] with me.
Go [C#m] ahead, share your [G#] dollar with me.
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar, [F#] give me your dollar.
[C#m] Come on, share your dollar with me.
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar [F#] with me.
[C#m] [G#m]
[F#] [G#]
[G#m]
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[G#m]
[F#] [C#m]
[G#m] I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] Well, I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] I said I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
And [G#m] if I share with you [F#] my story, will [C#m] you share your dollar with me?
[G#m] I grew up [F#] on the crime side, the New [C#m] York Times side.
Staying alive was no job, [G#m] had second hands.
[F#] Moms bounced on old [C#m] men, so then we moved to Shalin Land.
[G#m] A young youth, you're [F#] rocking the go-to, [C#m] no goose.
Only way I begin the G-York was [G#m] drug loot.
Unless started [F#] like this son, [C#m] hauling with this one and that one.
Pulling out gas [G#m] for fun, but it was just [F#] a dream for the teen [C#m] who was a fiend.
Started smoking wools at [G#m] 16 and running up [F#] in gates and doing [C#m] X behind the stakes.
Making my way off five [G#m] skates, no question [F#] I was speed for [C#m] cracks and weed.
The combination made my eyes [G#m] bleed.
No question [F#] I would flow up and try [C#m] to get the door.
Sticking up like boys on [G#m] war floor.
My life [F#] got no better.
Same [C#m] damn low sweater.
Times was rough and taut [G#m] like leather.
Figured out [F#] I went the wrong route, [G#] so I got with a sick tight clip and went [G#m] all out.
Catching [F#] keys from cross seas, [C#m] rolling MPVs.
Every week we made 40 [G#m] G.
Yo, [F#] brothers respect mine, I ain't [C#m] gonna take nothing.
Move from the gate [G#m] now.
Bad [F#] times are coming and [C#m] I'll eat what I done sold.
[G#m] Well, let [F#] me tell you something, [C#m] all that glitters ain't gold.
[G#m] It's [F#] been a long, long, [C#m] long, long troublesome road.
[G#m] And I'm looking for [F#] somebody coming [C#m] to help me carry this load.
[D#m] [G#m] Well, I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] I [F#] need the dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] And I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
And [G#m] if I share with you [F#] my story, will [C#m] you share your dollar with [D#m] me?
[G#m] I don't know [C#m] if I'm walking on solid grass.
[D#m]
[G#m] Because everything [C#m] around me is falling down.
And [D#m] all [G#m] I want [C#m] is someone to help me carry this load.
Let us proceed with the first song.
[G#m] It's been 22 long, [F#] hard years.
I'm still struggling.
[C#m] Survival got me bugging, but I'm alive [G#m] on arrival.
I [F#] reaped back the shape of the streets to [C#m] stay awake to the ways of the world.
[G#m] A man with a dream, [F#] with plans to make dreams, [C#m] with fear.
I went to jail at the age of 15, [G#m] a young buck selling [F#] drugs and stuff.
Who never [C#m] had much, trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch.
[G#m] The poor lady thought [F#] I faced [C#m] incarceration.
Going upstate's my destination.
[G#m] Handcuffed and racked [F#] up a bus, 40 of [D#] us.
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough.
[G#m] But as the world turned, [F#] I learned life was hell.
[C#m] Living in the world no different from a snell.
[G#m] Every day I escape [F#] from jakes, giving tips, [C#m] selling bass.
Smoking bones in the staircase.
[G#m] Though I don't know why I [F#] chose smoke steps.
[C#m] I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed.
But [G#m] I'm still depressed.
[G#] And I ask, what's it worth?
[C#m] Let me give you my thoughts, you have to own up.
Who explained working hard [F#] may help you maintain.
[G#] To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain.
[G#m] You got stick up, kid.
[F#] Corrupt cops and crack [G#] ratchets, straight shots.
All in a block that stays hot.
[G#m] Leave it up to me while [F#] I be living proof.
[C#m] To get the truth to the young black youth.
[G#m] Which only is one of why I [F#] smoke a step, drink a beer.
[C#m] And ain't trying to hear what I'm kicking in this year.
[G#m] Neglect it for now, [F#] but yo, it gots to be [C#m] accepted.
What?
The life is like [G#m] this.
Well, I [F#] need a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] Say I [F#] need a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
[G#m] Well, I need [F#] a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
And if [G#m] I share with you [F#] my story, would [C#m] you share your dollar with me?
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar [F#] with me.
Go [C#m] ahead, share your [G#] dollar with me.
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar, [F#] give me your dollar.
[C#m] Come on, share your dollar with me.
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar [F#] with me.
[C#m] [G#m]
[F#] [G#]
[G#m]
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Key:
G#m
F#
C#m
G#
D#m
G#m
F#
C#m
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[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] _ Well, I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] _ I said I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
And [G#m] if I share with you [F#] my story, will [C#m] you share your dollar with me?
_ [G#m] I grew up [F#] on the crime side, the New [C#m] York Times side.
Staying alive was no job, [G#m] had second hands.
[F#] Moms bounced on old [C#m] men, so then we moved to Shalin Land.
[G#m] A young youth, you're [F#] rocking the go-to, [C#m] no goose.
Only way I begin the G-York was [G#m] drug loot.
Unless started [F#] like this son, [C#m] hauling with this one and that one.
Pulling out gas [G#m] for fun, but it was just [F#] a dream for the teen [C#m] who was a fiend.
Started smoking wools at [G#m] 16 and running up [F#] in gates and doing [C#m] X behind the stakes.
Making my way off five [G#m] skates, no question [F#] I was speed for [C#m] cracks and weed.
The combination made my eyes [G#m] bleed.
No question [F#] I would flow up and try [C#m] to get the door. _
Sticking up like boys on [G#m] war floor.
My life [F#] got no better.
Same [C#m] damn low sweater.
Times was rough and taut [G#m] like leather.
Figured out [F#] I went the wrong route, [G#] so I got with a sick tight clip and went [G#m] all out.
Catching [F#] keys from cross seas, [C#m] rolling MPVs. _
Every week we made 40 [G#m] G.
Yo, [F#] brothers respect mine, I ain't [C#m] gonna take nothing. _
Move from the gate [G#m] now.
Bad [F#] times are coming and [C#m] I'll eat what I done sold.
_ [G#m] _ Well, let [F#] me tell you something, [C#m] _ all that glitters ain't gold.
_ [G#m] _ It's [F#] been a long, long, _ [C#m] _ long, long troublesome road.
[G#m] And I'm looking for [F#] _ somebody coming [C#m] to help me carry this load.
[D#m] _ _ [G#m] _ Well, I [F#] need the dollar, _ [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] _ I [F#] need the dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] And I [F#] need the dollar, _ [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
And [G#m] if I share with you [F#] my story, will [C#m] you share your dollar with [D#m] me? _ _ _ _
[G#m] I don't know [C#m] if I'm walking on solid _ grass.
[D#m] _ _ _
[G#m] Because everything [C#m] around me is _ falling down.
And [D#m] _ _ all [G#m] I _ want [C#m] is someone _ _ to help me _ carry this load.
_ _ _ _ _ Let us proceed with the first song.
[G#m] It's been 22 long, [F#] hard years.
I'm still struggling.
[C#m] _ Survival got me bugging, but I'm alive [G#m] on arrival.
I [F#] reaped back the shape of the streets to [C#m] stay awake to the ways of the world.
_ [G#m] A man with a dream, [F#] with plans to make dreams, [C#m] with fear.
I went to jail at the age of 15, [G#m] a young buck selling [F#] drugs and stuff.
Who never [C#m] had much, trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch.
[G#m] The poor lady thought [F#] I faced _ [C#m] incarceration. _ _
Going upstate's my destination.
[G#m] _ Handcuffed and racked [F#] up a bus, 40 of [D#] us.
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough.
[G#m] But as the world turned, [F#] I learned life was hell.
[C#m] Living in the world no different from a snell.
[G#m] Every day I escape [F#] from jakes, giving tips, [C#m] selling bass.
Smoking bones in the staircase.
[G#m] Though I don't know why I [F#] chose smoke steps.
[C#m] I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed.
But [G#m] I'm still depressed.
[G#] And I ask, what's it worth?
[C#m] Let me give you my thoughts, you have to own up.
Who explained working hard [F#] may help you maintain.
[G#] To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain.
[G#m] You got stick up, kid.
[F#] Corrupt cops and crack [G#] ratchets, straight shots.
All in a block that stays hot.
[G#m] Leave it up to me while [F#] I be living proof.
[C#m] To get the truth to the young black youth.
[G#m] Which only is one of why I [F#] smoke a step, drink a beer.
[C#m] And ain't trying to hear what I'm kicking in this year.
[G#m] Neglect it for now, [F#] but yo, it gots to be [C#m] accepted. _
What?
The life is like [G#m] this.
Well, I [F#] need a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] Say I [F#] need a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
_ _ [G#m] Well, I need [F#] a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
And if [G#m] I share with you [F#] my story, would [C#m] you share your dollar with me?
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar [F#] with me.
Go [C#m] ahead, share your [G#] dollar with me.
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar, [F#] give me your dollar.
[C#m] Come on, share your dollar with me.
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar [F#] with me.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _
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[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] _ Well, I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] _ I said I [F#] need the dollar, [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
And [G#m] if I share with you [F#] my story, will [C#m] you share your dollar with me?
_ [G#m] I grew up [F#] on the crime side, the New [C#m] York Times side.
Staying alive was no job, [G#m] had second hands.
[F#] Moms bounced on old [C#m] men, so then we moved to Shalin Land.
[G#m] A young youth, you're [F#] rocking the go-to, [C#m] no goose.
Only way I begin the G-York was [G#m] drug loot.
Unless started [F#] like this son, [C#m] hauling with this one and that one.
Pulling out gas [G#m] for fun, but it was just [F#] a dream for the teen [C#m] who was a fiend.
Started smoking wools at [G#m] 16 and running up [F#] in gates and doing [C#m] X behind the stakes.
Making my way off five [G#m] skates, no question [F#] I was speed for [C#m] cracks and weed.
The combination made my eyes [G#m] bleed.
No question [F#] I would flow up and try [C#m] to get the door. _
Sticking up like boys on [G#m] war floor.
My life [F#] got no better.
Same [C#m] damn low sweater.
Times was rough and taut [G#m] like leather.
Figured out [F#] I went the wrong route, [G#] so I got with a sick tight clip and went [G#m] all out.
Catching [F#] keys from cross seas, [C#m] rolling MPVs. _
Every week we made 40 [G#m] G.
Yo, [F#] brothers respect mine, I ain't [C#m] gonna take nothing. _
Move from the gate [G#m] now.
Bad [F#] times are coming and [C#m] I'll eat what I done sold.
_ [G#m] _ Well, let [F#] me tell you something, [C#m] _ all that glitters ain't gold.
_ [G#m] _ It's [F#] been a long, long, _ [C#m] _ long, long troublesome road.
[G#m] And I'm looking for [F#] _ somebody coming [C#m] to help me carry this load.
[D#m] _ _ [G#m] _ Well, I [F#] need the dollar, _ [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] _ I [F#] need the dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] And I [F#] need the dollar, _ [C#m] dollar, dollar, that's what I need.
And [G#m] if I share with you [F#] my story, will [C#m] you share your dollar with [D#m] me? _ _ _ _
[G#m] I don't know [C#m] if I'm walking on solid _ grass.
[D#m] _ _ _
[G#m] Because everything [C#m] around me is _ falling down.
And [D#m] _ _ all [G#m] I _ want [C#m] is someone _ _ to help me _ carry this load.
_ _ _ _ _ Let us proceed with the first song.
[G#m] It's been 22 long, [F#] hard years.
I'm still struggling.
[C#m] _ Survival got me bugging, but I'm alive [G#m] on arrival.
I [F#] reaped back the shape of the streets to [C#m] stay awake to the ways of the world.
_ [G#m] A man with a dream, [F#] with plans to make dreams, [C#m] with fear.
I went to jail at the age of 15, [G#m] a young buck selling [F#] drugs and stuff.
Who never [C#m] had much, trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch.
[G#m] The poor lady thought [F#] I faced _ [C#m] incarceration. _ _
Going upstate's my destination.
[G#m] _ Handcuffed and racked [F#] up a bus, 40 of [D#] us.
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough.
[G#m] But as the world turned, [F#] I learned life was hell.
[C#m] Living in the world no different from a snell.
[G#m] Every day I escape [F#] from jakes, giving tips, [C#m] selling bass.
Smoking bones in the staircase.
[G#m] Though I don't know why I [F#] chose smoke steps.
[C#m] I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed.
But [G#m] I'm still depressed.
[G#] And I ask, what's it worth?
[C#m] Let me give you my thoughts, you have to own up.
Who explained working hard [F#] may help you maintain.
[G#] To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain.
[G#m] You got stick up, kid.
[F#] Corrupt cops and crack [G#] ratchets, straight shots.
All in a block that stays hot.
[G#m] Leave it up to me while [F#] I be living proof.
[C#m] To get the truth to the young black youth.
[G#m] Which only is one of why I [F#] smoke a step, drink a beer.
[C#m] And ain't trying to hear what I'm kicking in this year.
[G#m] Neglect it for now, [F#] but yo, it gots to be [C#m] accepted. _
What?
The life is like [G#m] this.
Well, I [F#] need a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
_ [G#m] Say I [F#] need a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
_ _ [G#m] Well, I need [F#] a dollar, dollar, [C#m] dollar, that's what I need.
And if [G#m] I share with you [F#] my story, would [C#m] you share your dollar with me?
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar [F#] with me.
Go [C#m] ahead, share your [G#] dollar with me.
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar, [F#] give me your dollar.
[C#m] Come on, share your dollar with me.
Come [G#m] on, share your dollar [F#] with me.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
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