Game - Red Nation ft. Lil Wayne (Official Music Video) Chords
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Am] Throw your motherfuckin Cincinnati hats in the sky, nigga don't ask why, red laces in
it, nodding them air max [D] 9.5s,. I walk [C] on the moon, flow hotter [Am] than June, any nigga want drama, I kick the sand dune, peace to my man Tune, forgiving his man Rune, now we hitting Switzer to the spring break, [Dm] can't cool, get it, [C] now forget it, sooo [Am] whoop I live it, made the letter B more famous than the red socks fitted, but that was suicide, I don't live in Judas eyes, half of these rappers went and trapped me when I was [D] chopping to do or die, Chug [C] had me and I [Em] went puffy like [Am] Zam 2 to I, Drake called, told my baby mama won't you decide, she chose not, first day I poured Judas eye, like it's aftermath for life and [Dm] all I do is ride, [C] before I trunk on him, I [Am] kill Satan, and stick my red flag in the ground and spread niggas shit. Shut [A] the fuck up, everyday's a demo, motherfucker [D] tough luck, and we gon' [C] rock the world till that bitch [A] bust lust, I can't tell you what's good, but I can tell you what's what, and that's, B's up, hoes [Dm] down, looking in the mirror, I'm nowhere to be found, blood, I'm a dog, [A] call me a bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, leave blood [Am] on the ground, niggas in trade, they sold, to beat Drake or J. Cole, live and die for this shit, word to [Dm] [C] [Em] [Am] Tupac, I scream paint job, Duro, I'm up out the hood, where they pull them guns on you like, come up out your hood, it ain't never [Dm] all good, we roll up in [C] backwoods, [Em] nigga get to [Am] acting stupid, get thrown in them backwoods, Los Angeles, home of the scandalous, pimp hoes and gamblers, 98 degrees on Christmas, nigga we [D] rolling cannabis, wish you [C] sweet ain't it, [Em] I told her [Am] I'm Charles Louboutin, the bitch fainted, put her panties down, staining it, that's my shy lingo, yeah I'm bilingual, all by myself, nigga [Dm] Ocho Cinco, dancing [C] with the scars, bullets and [Am] fast cars, and everybody bleed out here, word to God, I'm a bloodhound, everyday's a day, oh motherfucker, [D] tough love, and we gonna [C] fuck the world, till that bitch [A] busts nuts, I can't tell you what's good, but I can tell you what's what, and that's, B stuff holds down, looking in the mirror, I'm nowhere to [D] be found, blood, [C] I'm a dog, call me a [A] bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, leave blood on the [F] ground, Russia got the red flag, US got red [D] stripes, last [G] train to Paris, round the world in these red [A] nights, Che Guevara, the new era, test me, Louisville slugger, [C] Yogi Berra, [F] and my new era, got that Natty on, tight it [D] in the magnum, walk in the [G] club, sack it with a [A] 38 magnum, red Ralph Lawrence, that double R sitting on that hill like Florin, her in the [Am] car flooring, got my red drape beats on, trying to put my peeps on, and I keep it hood like this phantom [Dm] is a Nissan, where my [C] nigga Jim [Em] Jones at, [Am] roll up the weed son, so many bloods and comps I had to get a NYC song, and while I'm out here, I might as well go shopping, and put this new bad bitch I got [Dm] in some red bottoms, and [C] all these hating [Em] ass niggas [Am] want me dead, cause I'm Malcolm X before it turned Muslim, Break up, my blood to fuck up, everyday's a gamble, motherfucker [Dm] tough luck, and we gonna [Am] fuck the world, [Em] till that bitch [Am] busts nuts, I can't tell you what's good, but [G] I can tell you [Am] what's what, and that's, [G] these up, [Am] those down, looking in the mirror, [G] I'm nowhere to [Am] be found, blood, I'm a dog, [G] call me a [Am] bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, [G] leave blood [Am] on the ground. [D] [C] [A]
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[Am] Throw your motherfuckin Cincinnati hats in the sky, nigga don't ask why, red laces in
it, nodding them air max [D] 9.5s,. I walk [C] on the moon, flow hotter [Am] than June, any nigga want drama, I kick the sand dune, peace to my man Tune, forgiving his man Rune, now we hitting Switzer to the spring break, [Dm] can't cool, get it, [C] now forget it, sooo [Am] whoop I live it, made the letter B more famous than the red socks fitted, but that was suicide, I don't live in Judas eyes, half of these rappers went and trapped me when I was [D] chopping to do or die, Chug [C] had me and I [Em] went puffy like [Am] Zam 2 to I, Drake called, told my baby mama won't you decide, she chose not, first day I poured Judas eye, like it's aftermath for life and [Dm] all I do is ride, [C] before I trunk on him, I [Am] kill Satan, and stick my red flag in the ground and spread niggas shit. Shut [A] the fuck up, everyday's a demo, motherfucker [D] tough luck, and we gon' [C] rock the world till that bitch [A] bust lust, I can't tell you what's good, but I can tell you what's what, and that's, B's up, hoes [Dm] down, looking in the mirror, I'm nowhere to be found, blood, I'm a dog, [A] call me a bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, leave blood [Am] on the ground, niggas in trade, they sold, to beat Drake or J. Cole, live and die for this shit, word to [Dm] [C] [Em] [Am] Tupac, I scream paint job, Duro, I'm up out the hood, where they pull them guns on you like, come up out your hood, it ain't never [Dm] all good, we roll up in [C] backwoods, [Em] nigga get to [Am] acting stupid, get thrown in them backwoods, Los Angeles, home of the scandalous, pimp hoes and gamblers, 98 degrees on Christmas, nigga we [D] rolling cannabis, wish you [C] sweet ain't it, [Em] I told her [Am] I'm Charles Louboutin, the bitch fainted, put her panties down, staining it, that's my shy lingo, yeah I'm bilingual, all by myself, nigga [Dm] Ocho Cinco, dancing [C] with the scars, bullets and [Am] fast cars, and everybody bleed out here, word to God, I'm a bloodhound, everyday's a day, oh motherfucker, [D] tough love, and we gonna [C] fuck the world, till that bitch [A] busts nuts, I can't tell you what's good, but I can tell you what's what, and that's, B stuff holds down, looking in the mirror, I'm nowhere to [D] be found, blood, [C] I'm a dog, call me a [A] bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, leave blood on the [F] ground, Russia got the red flag, US got red [D] stripes, last [G] train to Paris, round the world in these red [A] nights, Che Guevara, the new era, test me, Louisville slugger, [C] Yogi Berra, [F] and my new era, got that Natty on, tight it [D] in the magnum, walk in the [G] club, sack it with a [A] 38 magnum, red Ralph Lawrence, that double R sitting on that hill like Florin, her in the [Am] car flooring, got my red drape beats on, trying to put my peeps on, and I keep it hood like this phantom [Dm] is a Nissan, where my [C] nigga Jim [Em] Jones at, [Am] roll up the weed son, so many bloods and comps I had to get a NYC song, and while I'm out here, I might as well go shopping, and put this new bad bitch I got [Dm] in some red bottoms, and [C] all these hating [Em] ass niggas [Am] want me dead, cause I'm Malcolm X before it turned Muslim, Break up, my blood to fuck up, everyday's a gamble, motherfucker [Dm] tough luck, and we gonna [Am] fuck the world, [Em] till that bitch [Am] busts nuts, I can't tell you what's good, but [G] I can tell you [Am] what's what, and that's, [G] these up, [Am] those down, looking in the mirror, [G] I'm nowhere to [Am] be found, blood, I'm a dog, [G] call me a [Am] bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, [G] leave blood [Am] on the ground. [D] [C] [A]
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_ [Am] Throw your motherfuckin Cincinnati hats in the sky, nigga don't ask why, red laces in
it, nodding them air max [D] 9.5s,. I walk [C] on the moon, flow hotter [Am] than June, any nigga want drama, I kick the sand dune, peace to my man Tune, forgiving his man Rune, now we hitting Switzer to the spring break, [Dm] can't cool, get it, [C] now forget it, sooo [Am] whoop I live it, made the letter B more famous than the red socks fitted, but that was suicide, I don't live in Judas eyes, half of these rappers went and trapped me when I was [D] chopping to do or die, Chug [C] had me and I [Em] went puffy like [Am] Zam 2 to I, Drake called, told my baby mama won't you decide, she chose not, first day I poured Judas eye, like it's aftermath for life and [Dm] all I do is ride, [C] before I trunk on him, I [Am] kill Satan, and stick my red flag in the ground and spread niggas shit. Shut _ [A] the fuck up, everyday's a demo, motherfucker [D] tough luck, and we gon' [C] rock the world till that bitch [A] bust lust, I can't tell you what's good, but I can tell you what's what, and that's, B's up, hoes [Dm] down, looking in the mirror, I'm nowhere to be found, blood, I'm a dog, [A] call me a bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, leave blood [Am] on the ground, niggas in trade, they sold, to beat Drake or J. Cole, live and die for this shit, word to [Dm] _ _ [C] _ [Em] _ [Am] _ Tupac, I scream paint job, Duro, I'm up out the hood, where they pull them guns on you like, come up out your hood, it ain't never [Dm] all good, we roll up in [C] backwoods, [Em] nigga get to [Am] acting stupid, get thrown in them backwoods, Los Angeles, home of the scandalous, pimp hoes and gamblers, 98 degrees on Christmas, nigga we [D] rolling cannabis, wish you [C] sweet ain't it, [Em] I told her [Am] I'm Charles Louboutin, the bitch fainted, put her panties down, staining it, that's my shy lingo, yeah I'm bilingual, all by myself, nigga [Dm] Ocho Cinco, dancing [C] with the scars, bullets and [Am] fast cars, and everybody bleed out here, word to God, I'm a bloodhound, everyday's a day, oh motherfucker, [D] tough love, and we gonna [C] fuck the world, till that bitch [A] busts nuts, I can't tell you what's good, but I can tell you what's what, and that's, B stuff holds down, looking in the mirror, I'm nowhere to [D] be found, blood, [C] I'm a dog, call me a [A] bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, leave blood on the [F] ground, Russia got the red flag, US got red [D] stripes, last [G] train to Paris, round the world in these red [A] nights, Che Guevara, the new era, test me, Louisville slugger, [C] Yogi Berra, [F] and my new era, got that Natty on, tight it [D] in the magnum, walk in the [G] club, sack it with a [A] 38 magnum, red Ralph Lawrence, that double R sitting on that hill like Florin, her in the [Am] car flooring, got my red drape beats on, trying to put my peeps on, and I keep it hood like this phantom [Dm] is a Nissan, where my [C] nigga Jim [Em] Jones at, [Am] roll up the weed son, so many bloods and comps I had to get a NYC song, and while I'm out here, I might as well go shopping, and put this new bad bitch I got [Dm] in some red bottoms, and [C] all these hating [Em] ass niggas [Am] want me dead, cause I'm Malcolm X before it turned Muslim, Break up, my blood to fuck up, everyday's a gamble, motherfucker [Dm] tough luck, and we gonna [Am] fuck the world, [Em] till that bitch [Am] busts nuts, I can't tell you what's good, but [G] I can tell you [Am] what's what, and that's, [G] these up, [Am] those down, looking in the mirror, [G] I'm nowhere to [Am] be found, blood, I'm a dog, [G] call me a [Am] bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, [G] leave blood [Am] on the ground. _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _
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_ [Am] Throw your motherfuckin Cincinnati hats in the sky, nigga don't ask why, red laces in
it, nodding them air max [D] 9.5s,. I walk [C] on the moon, flow hotter [Am] than June, any nigga want drama, I kick the sand dune, peace to my man Tune, forgiving his man Rune, now we hitting Switzer to the spring break, [Dm] can't cool, get it, [C] now forget it, sooo [Am] whoop I live it, made the letter B more famous than the red socks fitted, but that was suicide, I don't live in Judas eyes, half of these rappers went and trapped me when I was [D] chopping to do or die, Chug [C] had me and I [Em] went puffy like [Am] Zam 2 to I, Drake called, told my baby mama won't you decide, she chose not, first day I poured Judas eye, like it's aftermath for life and [Dm] all I do is ride, [C] before I trunk on him, I [Am] kill Satan, and stick my red flag in the ground and spread niggas shit. Shut _ [A] the fuck up, everyday's a demo, motherfucker [D] tough luck, and we gon' [C] rock the world till that bitch [A] bust lust, I can't tell you what's good, but I can tell you what's what, and that's, B's up, hoes [Dm] down, looking in the mirror, I'm nowhere to be found, blood, I'm a dog, [A] call me a bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, leave blood [Am] on the ground, niggas in trade, they sold, to beat Drake or J. Cole, live and die for this shit, word to [Dm] _ _ [C] _ [Em] _ [Am] _ Tupac, I scream paint job, Duro, I'm up out the hood, where they pull them guns on you like, come up out your hood, it ain't never [Dm] all good, we roll up in [C] backwoods, [Em] nigga get to [Am] acting stupid, get thrown in them backwoods, Los Angeles, home of the scandalous, pimp hoes and gamblers, 98 degrees on Christmas, nigga we [D] rolling cannabis, wish you [C] sweet ain't it, [Em] I told her [Am] I'm Charles Louboutin, the bitch fainted, put her panties down, staining it, that's my shy lingo, yeah I'm bilingual, all by myself, nigga [Dm] Ocho Cinco, dancing [C] with the scars, bullets and [Am] fast cars, and everybody bleed out here, word to God, I'm a bloodhound, everyday's a day, oh motherfucker, [D] tough love, and we gonna [C] fuck the world, till that bitch [A] busts nuts, I can't tell you what's good, but I can tell you what's what, and that's, B stuff holds down, looking in the mirror, I'm nowhere to [D] be found, blood, [C] I'm a dog, call me a [A] bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, leave blood on the [F] ground, Russia got the red flag, US got red [D] stripes, last [G] train to Paris, round the world in these red [A] nights, Che Guevara, the new era, test me, Louisville slugger, [C] Yogi Berra, [F] and my new era, got that Natty on, tight it [D] in the magnum, walk in the [G] club, sack it with a [A] 38 magnum, red Ralph Lawrence, that double R sitting on that hill like Florin, her in the [Am] car flooring, got my red drape beats on, trying to put my peeps on, and I keep it hood like this phantom [Dm] is a Nissan, where my [C] nigga Jim [Em] Jones at, [Am] roll up the weed son, so many bloods and comps I had to get a NYC song, and while I'm out here, I might as well go shopping, and put this new bad bitch I got [Dm] in some red bottoms, and [C] all these hating [Em] ass niggas [Am] want me dead, cause I'm Malcolm X before it turned Muslim, Break up, my blood to fuck up, everyday's a gamble, motherfucker [Dm] tough luck, and we gonna [Am] fuck the world, [Em] till that bitch [Am] busts nuts, I can't tell you what's good, but [G] I can tell you [Am] what's what, and that's, [G] these up, [Am] those down, looking in the mirror, [G] I'm nowhere to [Am] be found, blood, I'm a dog, [G] call me a [Am] bloodhound, throwing blood in the air, [G] leave blood [Am] on the ground. _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _
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