Chords for Dumpin'

Tempo:
93.4 bpm
Chords used:

Cm

Ab

D

C

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Dumpin' chords
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Who you are?
[Gm] One [Ab] nation under a thug [Cm] and bullets God
[D] Young nation, [Ab] no revolution [Cm] and no cause
One [Ab] nation, young, black and [C] dangerous by far
[D] Young nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
Murderous mind state, can't keep my line straight
Sipping [G] on this Hennessy, waiting for [C] the time to break
Show [Cm] up and motherfuckers bow [G] down, recognize
Westside death row, [Cm] outlaw riders
Untouchable mob of [G] pistol packers, well known [Ab] fellas
Label for drugs, [C] selling merciless jackets
Forever buzz, roll [G] with thugs and dogs
Commence the letting [Ab] off rounds, then escaping the [Cm] fog
Who wanna see me solo?
Catch Machiavelli while [C] he's sleeping
My mini [Ab] 14 murdering niggas while [Cm] they creeping
Dugga you ass [C] out, drink till you gas out
Ain't [Ab] scared to die, drunk driving in [Cm] my glass house
Niggas is under me, they bitches come to me
They heard [Ab] the stories nigga, now they wanna [C] really see
Going first, my motto is [D] fully guaranteed
Niggas [Ab] is players, label them my enemies
[Cm] You are [G] one nation [Ab] under a thug [Cm] and bullets God
[D] Young nation, [Ab] no revolution [Cm] and no cause
One nation, [Ab] young, black and [Cm] dangerous by far
[D] Young nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
When you're soloing I'm popping off every chance I get
Out the window [Fm] on some uptown anthem [C] shit
I'm stressing but ain't no pressure here, I've been there [G] before
Fugitive [Fm] task force at my [Cm] girlfriend's door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I ain't there
40 cows, extended [Ab] clip still, I ain't [C] scared
Outlaw and best believe they won't take me [G] alive
I'm different and [Ab] I'ma prove it if it take me to [Cm] die
Knew that God had a plan for me
[D] But he won't be laying up in [G] my casket or doing life in [C] a can for me
Maybe I'm brazy and [D] paranoid than the bitch
Me dying, you think [G] I let him see the joy from that [Cm] shit?
Walking dead, angels spend they last days [D] by me
New Jersey giant like Dave [C] Tyree
Young Georgia, Jonathan [D] Chaffee, guns clap
Monaco black, [Ab] soldier like Geronimo [Cm] Pratt
And come through cocking the black pound
[G] When they put the twin [Ab] towers up, hock, I'm knocking them [Cm] back
Down post a child check
Air force [D] ones with the crocodile checks
[Ab] I'm supposed to wow [Cm] sex
Money and murder is all I breathe in my life
It's full of judges [Ab] and chasing enemies in the night
Through the [Cm] Hindi I see the eyes of the devil
G [D]-Rod with extra boxes [Ab] of bullets to the 9 and [Cm] 7
I know who you are
[G] One nation [Ab] under a thug [Cm] and bullets God
[G] Young nation, [Ab] more revolution [Cm] and no cause
[G] One nation, [Ab] young, black and [Cm] dangerous by far
[G] Young nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
Always thought I'd have to die to do a record [D] with Pac
So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard [C] box
You end up in the box cause [D] the grave robber bats
This dig your grave [Fm] back up
Snatch you out [Cm] the casket
Worms in my eyes, eating through [D] my cabbage
The flesh to the bones, the bones to [C] the ashes
But I'm [Cm] not dead, I'm actually in [D] a session
With the pot keeper [Ab] and shot money, progressing
[Cm] They don't really want no drama, I know [C] your goons
That's why I [Ab] keep pressure on them like a open [C] wound
This God given, he keep giving me better [Gm] music
So every time [Ab] you hear me my songs present [Cm] improvement
Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever [C] losing
Songs of [Ab] evolution
If I load your gun [Cm] for you and we bang it out with some other niggas
You better [Gm] shoot it
Don't try to lie [Ab] and say you was busting, I'm clever, [Cm] stupid
Claiming you reppin' ruthless
You got the [D] same bullets that you had when I [G] loaded it for you
You never [C] used it
The Nasirim we dreamed, get [D] ready for execution
Pat, [G] Pooh, Fado and Pac, revolution
[Cm] You are [D] one nation under a thug and [Cm] bullets God
[Gm] Young nation, [Ab] no revolution [Cm] and no clout
[D] One nation, [Ab] young, black and [Cm] dangerous by far
[D] Young nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
Young [G] [Ab]
[C] [Cm] [D] nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
[D] [Ab]
[Cm] [D] [Cm] Just trying to get this
[Ab] [C] [D] [Ab]
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Ab
134211114
D
1321
C
3211
G
2131
Cm
13421113
Ab
134211114
D
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Who you are?
_ [Gm] One [Ab] nation under a thug [Cm] and bullets God
_ [D] Young nation, [Ab] no revolution [Cm] and no cause
One [Ab] nation, young, black and [C] dangerous by far
_ [D] Young nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
Murderous mind state, can't keep my line straight
Sipping [G] on this Hennessy, waiting for [C] the time to break
Show [Cm] up and motherfuckers bow [G] down, recognize
Westside death row, [Cm] outlaw riders
Untouchable mob of [G] pistol packers, well known [Ab] fellas
Label for drugs, [C] selling merciless jackets
Forever buzz, roll [G] with thugs and dogs
Commence the letting [Ab] off rounds, then escaping the [Cm] fog
Who wanna see me solo?
Catch Machiavelli while [C] he's sleeping
My mini [Ab] 14 murdering niggas while [Cm] they creeping
Dugga you ass [C] out, drink till you gas out
Ain't [Ab] scared to die, drunk driving in [Cm] my glass house
Niggas is under me, they bitches come to me
They heard [Ab] the stories nigga, now they wanna [C] really see
Going first, my motto is [D] fully guaranteed
Niggas [Ab] is players, label them my enemies
[Cm] You are _ [G] one nation [Ab] under a thug [Cm] and bullets God
_ [D] Young nation, [Ab] no revolution [Cm] and no cause
_ One nation, [Ab] young, black and [Cm] dangerous by far
_ [D] Young nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
When you're soloing I'm popping off every chance I get
Out the window [Fm] on some uptown anthem [C] shit
I'm stressing but ain't no pressure here, I've been there [G] before
Fugitive [Fm] task force at my [Cm] girlfriend's door
Now they checking in her bedroom, I ain't there
40 cows, extended [Ab] clip still, I ain't [C] scared
Outlaw and best believe they won't take me [G] alive
I'm different and [Ab] I'ma prove it if it take me to [Cm] die
Knew that God had a plan for me
[D] But he won't be laying up in [G] my casket or doing life in [C] a can for me
Maybe I'm brazy and [D] paranoid than the bitch
Me dying, you think [G] I let him see the joy from that [Cm] shit?
Walking dead, angels spend they last days [D] by me
New Jersey giant like Dave [C] Tyree
Young Georgia, Jonathan [D] Chaffee, guns clap
Monaco black, [Ab] soldier like Geronimo [Cm] Pratt
And come through cocking the black pound
[G] When they put the twin [Ab] towers up, hock, I'm knocking them [Cm] back
Down post a child check
Air force [D] ones with the crocodile checks
[Ab] I'm supposed to wow [Cm] sex
Money and murder is all I breathe in my life
It's full of judges [Ab] and chasing enemies in the night
Through the [Cm] Hindi I see the eyes of the devil
G [D]-Rod with extra boxes [Ab] of bullets to the 9 and [Cm] 7
I know who you are
[G] One nation [Ab] under a thug [Cm] and bullets God
[G] Young nation, [Ab] more revolution [Cm] and no cause
[G] One nation, [Ab] young, black and [Cm] dangerous by far
[G] Young nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
Always thought I'd have to die to do a record [D] with Pac
So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard [C] box
You end up in the box cause [D] the grave robber bats
This dig your grave [Fm] back up
Snatch you out [Cm] the casket
Worms in my eyes, eating through [D] my cabbage
The flesh to the bones, the bones to [C] the ashes
But I'm [Cm] not dead, I'm actually in [D] a session
With the pot keeper [Ab] and shot money, progressing
[Cm] They don't really want no drama, I know [C] your goons
That's why I [Ab] keep pressure on them like a open [C] wound
This God given, he keep giving me better [Gm] music
So every time [Ab] you hear me my songs present [Cm] improvement
Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever [C] losing
Songs of [Ab] evolution
If I load your gun [Cm] for you and we bang it out with some other niggas
You better [Gm] shoot it
Don't try to lie [Ab] and say you was busting, I'm clever, [Cm] stupid
Claiming you reppin' ruthless
You got the [D] same bullets that you had when I [G] loaded it for you
You never [C] used it
The Nasirim we dreamed, get [D] ready for execution
Pat, [G] Pooh, Fado and Pac, revolution
[Cm] You are _ [D] one nation under a thug and [Cm] bullets God
[Gm] Young nation, [Ab] no revolution [Cm] and no clout
_ [D] One nation, [Ab] young, black and [Cm] dangerous by far
_ [D] Young nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
Young _ [G] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[C] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [D] nation [Ab] just trying to get [Cm] this
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Cm] Just trying to get this
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Ab] _ _

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