FREE G Chords by Sdot Go, Sweepersent
Tempo:
123.4 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bb] So like, we didn't sweep the like, RV cab like, we didn't top those like, now we doing like,
Fuck the house, ah, dog, man. C'mere, faster.
I'm gonna get a shot.
What?
Stop, oh.
Yo G.
He try to run but it's nowhere to go.
And if you gonna silence him, tell him he know.
He ain't slick, he did that, he low.
Better get out the way before I got a throw.
Bad bitch sicker, her head's on the low.
That son the blue with a pocket close.
Did he came pre-court, a shot to the throat.
Like, like, what the fuck is an O?
Said he gonna spin like a petrol, he don't.
He try to flip but I bet you he won't.
Said the fake a powder on my clothes.
He try to run and knock on his coat.
Where the goals at?
I'm with Jay.
Like, where the hoes at looking for his pay?
Spending two, three bitches, me and my pay.
And I bet if I flick, I make the hoes say,
Could've cried out, nobody saved.
Keep sicker, her head's, she tryna be with Kay.
What about the flick, then?
His blisters move out the way.
Try to, try to tip, leave him nowhere to run to.
Pee him on the G, why the fuck would I touch him?
Get up close, gotta walk with the tough one.
Push up on 20, I bet you I still touch him.
Like, like, we gotta touch, scuffle.
LeBron is swag, I'm fucking if he wants to.
I got Knox, there's no need to chump him.
Like, don't try to reach, I'ma stun you.
I get active, I see why they mad.
Don't get peaking, but this is so easy to match.
Like, we on the set, I don't know where they at.
Like, stuck the blue side, I'm lying, that's Kyle.
She got it, blue going at it.
He ain't come out his room, so I'ma show the style.
That nigga pussy like water, my dad.
Like, get away, block, I mean fight.
Yo, I bet I see blue, I'ma make him see red.
And if bro throw a couple bets, who I throw next?
Like, shh, nigga, bet.
I got better, I flick faster, cause running ahead.
Like, I better flick faster, like.
He try to run, but there's nowhere to go.
And if you gonna start, it's okay, let me know.
He ain't slick, he did that, he low.
Better get out the way before I got a throw.
Bad bitch sick, her hips on the low.
Got stunned the blue, but her block ain't closed.
Diddy can't pre-call the shot to the throat.
Like, like, what the fuck is a O?
Said he gon' spin, I can bet you he don't.
He try to flick, but I bet you he won't.
Chased the flicker, powder on my clothes.
He try to run, and I go on his code.
Like, nigga, he try to run, but I go on his code.
[B]
Fuck the house, ah, dog, man. C'mere, faster.
I'm gonna get a shot.
What?
Stop, oh.
Yo G.
He try to run but it's nowhere to go.
And if you gonna silence him, tell him he know.
He ain't slick, he did that, he low.
Better get out the way before I got a throw.
Bad bitch sicker, her head's on the low.
That son the blue with a pocket close.
Did he came pre-court, a shot to the throat.
Like, like, what the fuck is an O?
Said he gonna spin like a petrol, he don't.
He try to flip but I bet you he won't.
Said the fake a powder on my clothes.
He try to run and knock on his coat.
Where the goals at?
I'm with Jay.
Like, where the hoes at looking for his pay?
Spending two, three bitches, me and my pay.
And I bet if I flick, I make the hoes say,
Could've cried out, nobody saved.
Keep sicker, her head's, she tryna be with Kay.
What about the flick, then?
His blisters move out the way.
Try to, try to tip, leave him nowhere to run to.
Pee him on the G, why the fuck would I touch him?
Get up close, gotta walk with the tough one.
Push up on 20, I bet you I still touch him.
Like, like, we gotta touch, scuffle.
LeBron is swag, I'm fucking if he wants to.
I got Knox, there's no need to chump him.
Like, don't try to reach, I'ma stun you.
I get active, I see why they mad.
Don't get peaking, but this is so easy to match.
Like, we on the set, I don't know where they at.
Like, stuck the blue side, I'm lying, that's Kyle.
She got it, blue going at it.
He ain't come out his room, so I'ma show the style.
That nigga pussy like water, my dad.
Like, get away, block, I mean fight.
Yo, I bet I see blue, I'ma make him see red.
And if bro throw a couple bets, who I throw next?
Like, shh, nigga, bet.
I got better, I flick faster, cause running ahead.
Like, I better flick faster, like.
He try to run, but there's nowhere to go.
And if you gonna start, it's okay, let me know.
He ain't slick, he did that, he low.
Better get out the way before I got a throw.
Bad bitch sick, her hips on the low.
Got stunned the blue, but her block ain't closed.
Diddy can't pre-call the shot to the throat.
Like, like, what the fuck is a O?
Said he gon' spin, I can bet you he don't.
He try to flick, but I bet you he won't.
Chased the flicker, powder on my clothes.
He try to run, and I go on his code.
Like, nigga, he try to run, but I go on his code.
[B]
Key:
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[Bb] So like, we didn't sweep the like, RV cab like, we didn't top those like, now we doing like,
Fuck the house, ah, dog, man. C'mere, faster.
I'm gonna get a shot.
What?
Stop, oh.
_ _ Yo G. _
He try to run but it's nowhere to go.
And if you gonna silence him, tell him he know.
He ain't slick, he did that, he low.
Better get out the way before I got a throw.
Bad bitch sicker, her head's on the low.
That son the blue with a pocket close.
Did he came pre-court, a shot to the throat.
Like, like, what the fuck is an O?
Said he gonna spin like a petrol, he don't.
He try to flip but I bet you he won't.
Said the fake a powder on my clothes.
He try to run and knock on his coat.
Where the goals at?
I'm with Jay.
Like, where the hoes at looking for his pay?
Spending two, three bitches, me and my pay.
And I bet if I flick, I make the hoes say,
Could've cried out, nobody saved.
Keep sicker, her head's, she tryna be with Kay.
What about the flick, then?
His blisters move out the way.
_ Try to, try to tip, leave him nowhere to run to.
Pee him on the G, why the fuck would I touch him?
Get up close, gotta walk with the tough one.
Push up on 20, I bet you I still touch him.
Like, like, we gotta touch, scuffle.
LeBron is swag, I'm fucking if he wants to.
I got Knox, there's no need to chump him.
Like, don't try to reach, I'ma stun you.
I get active, I see why they mad.
Don't get peaking, but this is so easy to match.
Like, we on the set, I don't know where they at.
Like, stuck the blue side, I'm lying, that's Kyle.
She got it, blue going at it.
He ain't come out his room, so I'ma show the style.
That nigga pussy like water, my dad.
Like, get away, block, I mean fight.
Yo, I bet I see blue, I'ma make him see red.
And if bro throw a couple bets, who I throw next?
Like, shh, nigga, bet. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I got better, I flick faster, cause running ahead.
Like, I better flick faster, like.
_ _ He try to run, but there's nowhere to go.
And if you gonna start, it's okay, let me know.
He ain't slick, he did that, he low.
Better get out the way before I got a throw.
Bad bitch sick, her hips on the low.
Got stunned the blue, but her block ain't closed.
Diddy can't pre-call the shot to the throat.
Like, like, what the fuck is a O?
Said he gon' spin, I can bet you he don't.
He try to flick, but I bet you he won't.
Chased the flicker, powder on my clothes.
He try to run, and I go on his code.
Like, nigga, he try to run, but I go on his code. _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Fuck the house, ah, dog, man. C'mere, faster.
I'm gonna get a shot.
What?
Stop, oh.
_ _ Yo G. _
He try to run but it's nowhere to go.
And if you gonna silence him, tell him he know.
He ain't slick, he did that, he low.
Better get out the way before I got a throw.
Bad bitch sicker, her head's on the low.
That son the blue with a pocket close.
Did he came pre-court, a shot to the throat.
Like, like, what the fuck is an O?
Said he gonna spin like a petrol, he don't.
He try to flip but I bet you he won't.
Said the fake a powder on my clothes.
He try to run and knock on his coat.
Where the goals at?
I'm with Jay.
Like, where the hoes at looking for his pay?
Spending two, three bitches, me and my pay.
And I bet if I flick, I make the hoes say,
Could've cried out, nobody saved.
Keep sicker, her head's, she tryna be with Kay.
What about the flick, then?
His blisters move out the way.
_ Try to, try to tip, leave him nowhere to run to.
Pee him on the G, why the fuck would I touch him?
Get up close, gotta walk with the tough one.
Push up on 20, I bet you I still touch him.
Like, like, we gotta touch, scuffle.
LeBron is swag, I'm fucking if he wants to.
I got Knox, there's no need to chump him.
Like, don't try to reach, I'ma stun you.
I get active, I see why they mad.
Don't get peaking, but this is so easy to match.
Like, we on the set, I don't know where they at.
Like, stuck the blue side, I'm lying, that's Kyle.
She got it, blue going at it.
He ain't come out his room, so I'ma show the style.
That nigga pussy like water, my dad.
Like, get away, block, I mean fight.
Yo, I bet I see blue, I'ma make him see red.
And if bro throw a couple bets, who I throw next?
Like, shh, nigga, bet. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I got better, I flick faster, cause running ahead.
Like, I better flick faster, like.
_ _ He try to run, but there's nowhere to go.
And if you gonna start, it's okay, let me know.
He ain't slick, he did that, he low.
Better get out the way before I got a throw.
Bad bitch sick, her hips on the low.
Got stunned the blue, but her block ain't closed.
Diddy can't pre-call the shot to the throat.
Like, like, what the fuck is a O?
Said he gon' spin, I can bet you he don't.
He try to flick, but I bet you he won't.
Chased the flicker, powder on my clothes.
He try to run, and I go on his code.
Like, nigga, he try to run, but I go on his code. _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _