Chords for Haystak - Off The Wall
Tempo:
134.3 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
F
Bm
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Ladies and gentlemen, we don't [B] normally tolerate [E] no whole lot of riffraff around here at the Thirsty [Bm] Turtle, [E] located at [B] 1901 Kainesville Road, Lebanon, Tennessee.
But tonight, tonight [Bm] we're gonna make an exception for a local boy who has done big things.
[B] I [E] want everybody [B] to put your hands together.
Big Thirsty Turtle welcome for Haystack McBee.
I ain't no [B] fuck yourself, blow the whole house up, cook and melt.
Where we at boy, shoulda hooked the left, now we ridin' through the suburbs, scared to death.
[E] Cause I ain't gonna be the end over here, holy body with an open mirror.
Blue lights in the rear view mirror, I know y'all ain't from around here.
Now deep off in that dirty mic, good people do dirty things.
Hard to be clean in the dirty gang, so you knew you and I do the same.
Guess the grain, where I came, whole lot of good people did the same.
Bound to be, here to [E] reign, some of y'all ain't got shit to say.
But I'll put the flavor, snap on my neighbor, all in his yard like, what you say bro?
I put my main stress, I got dressed, kind of [B] tight, drinks and [E] drinks.
Ain't nobody gonna end up in an argument, expect to have it in the middle of an [F] incident.
[E] But when old boy got up out of that cement, it was like just being in an accident.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
[F] [E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
Got the [Bm] date all, [E] fuck the law.
Rap with broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the [F] wall.
[E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
Got the date all, fuck the law.
Rap with broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
Ammo, ammo, where you been?
Round the block and biggie back again.
Crops ain't ready to cut yet, fuck that we gonna drop a cassette.
Put it on the market, hot shit, if you ain't got it, copy it, I spit.
Pretty nigga, let's do this, ain't a lot of rappers that smoke on me.
Hey, little big words, big nails, big birds, big asses, yeah.
Big shit is how you live, talk shit till I find a crib.
Hide the kids, all this there ain't loving more.
Motherfuckers don't give a fuck no more, my baby don't say it, 13-0-4.
Think I ain't got the Mac 11 no more, well come on in, beauty come in the den.
I'm putting one of your chin in the den, one of your pre in the one that motherfuckers finally let me out of the pen.
I bet you bitches never ever try to get me again.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
[F] [E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
They all fuck the law, rap the crawl, fill your cup with alcohol.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the [F] wall.
[E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
They all fuck the [F] law, [E] rap the crawl, [F#] fill your cup [E] with alcohol.
Two things I learned since I started.
[F] [E] Two kinds of work, good and [B] garbage.
Two [E] kinds of coke, the kind that shoot, the kind that smoke.
The kind that dissolve and the kind that float.
Whether it all comes in on my nanophone.
No it don't.
It's home in [B] the jungle, don't confuse.
You paying for the dope, the boat [E] confused.
The difference between the connect and you.
And if you live up north, the best thing to do is come down south.
Work something out, go back home and start running them out.
Cash class, get a nice surprise.
Watch the motherfuckers, they might need vice.
Get up in the morning, go to work.
Try to look as though you [F] don't do [E] dirt.
Stay low-pro and you won't get hurt.
Keep the connect happy and you won't get murked.
You ain't gotta wear [B] diamonds all the time.
Damn dog, you ain't bust a rhyme.
That shining don't make any [E] sense, you idiot.
You ain't legitimate, you an amateur.
Go and drug a diamond.
Run around here like you're out of your mind.
Somebody gonna drop down, it's just a matter of time.
Watch what I tell you.
[B] Little of my rope went off the [F] wall.
[E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
[Bm] They all fuck the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[B] Little of my rope went off the [F] wall.
[E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
[Bm] They all fuck the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[F#m] [E]
[G]
[Dm] [E]
[N]
But tonight, tonight [Bm] we're gonna make an exception for a local boy who has done big things.
[B] I [E] want everybody [B] to put your hands together.
Big Thirsty Turtle welcome for Haystack McBee.
I ain't no [B] fuck yourself, blow the whole house up, cook and melt.
Where we at boy, shoulda hooked the left, now we ridin' through the suburbs, scared to death.
[E] Cause I ain't gonna be the end over here, holy body with an open mirror.
Blue lights in the rear view mirror, I know y'all ain't from around here.
Now deep off in that dirty mic, good people do dirty things.
Hard to be clean in the dirty gang, so you knew you and I do the same.
Guess the grain, where I came, whole lot of good people did the same.
Bound to be, here to [E] reign, some of y'all ain't got shit to say.
But I'll put the flavor, snap on my neighbor, all in his yard like, what you say bro?
I put my main stress, I got dressed, kind of [B] tight, drinks and [E] drinks.
Ain't nobody gonna end up in an argument, expect to have it in the middle of an [F] incident.
[E] But when old boy got up out of that cement, it was like just being in an accident.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
[F] [E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
Got the [Bm] date all, [E] fuck the law.
Rap with broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the [F] wall.
[E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
Got the date all, fuck the law.
Rap with broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
Ammo, ammo, where you been?
Round the block and biggie back again.
Crops ain't ready to cut yet, fuck that we gonna drop a cassette.
Put it on the market, hot shit, if you ain't got it, copy it, I spit.
Pretty nigga, let's do this, ain't a lot of rappers that smoke on me.
Hey, little big words, big nails, big birds, big asses, yeah.
Big shit is how you live, talk shit till I find a crib.
Hide the kids, all this there ain't loving more.
Motherfuckers don't give a fuck no more, my baby don't say it, 13-0-4.
Think I ain't got the Mac 11 no more, well come on in, beauty come in the den.
I'm putting one of your chin in the den, one of your pre in the one that motherfuckers finally let me out of the pen.
I bet you bitches never ever try to get me again.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
[F] [E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
They all fuck the law, rap the crawl, fill your cup with alcohol.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the [F] wall.
[E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
They all fuck the [F] law, [E] rap the crawl, [F#] fill your cup [E] with alcohol.
Two things I learned since I started.
[F] [E] Two kinds of work, good and [B] garbage.
Two [E] kinds of coke, the kind that shoot, the kind that smoke.
The kind that dissolve and the kind that float.
Whether it all comes in on my nanophone.
No it don't.
It's home in [B] the jungle, don't confuse.
You paying for the dope, the boat [E] confused.
The difference between the connect and you.
And if you live up north, the best thing to do is come down south.
Work something out, go back home and start running them out.
Cash class, get a nice surprise.
Watch the motherfuckers, they might need vice.
Get up in the morning, go to work.
Try to look as though you [F] don't do [E] dirt.
Stay low-pro and you won't get hurt.
Keep the connect happy and you won't get murked.
You ain't gotta wear [B] diamonds all the time.
Damn dog, you ain't bust a rhyme.
That shining don't make any [E] sense, you idiot.
You ain't legitimate, you an amateur.
Go and drug a diamond.
Run around here like you're out of your mind.
Somebody gonna drop down, it's just a matter of time.
Watch what I tell you.
[B] Little of my rope went off the [F] wall.
[E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
[Bm] They all fuck the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[B] Little of my rope went off the [F] wall.
[E] All y'all got that whole little wall.
[Bm] They all fuck the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[F#m] [E]
[G]
[Dm] [E]
[N]
Key:
E
B
F
Bm
F#
E
B
F
_ Ladies and gentlemen, we don't [B] normally tolerate [E] no whole lot of riffraff around here at the Thirsty [Bm] Turtle, [E] located at [B] 1901 Kainesville Road, Lebanon, Tennessee.
But tonight, tonight [Bm] we're gonna make an exception for a local boy who has done big things.
[B] I [E] want everybody [B] to put your hands together.
Big Thirsty Turtle welcome for _ _ Haystack _ _ McBee. _
I ain't no [B] fuck yourself, blow the whole house up, cook and melt.
Where we at boy, shoulda hooked the left, now we ridin' through the suburbs, scared to death.
[E] Cause I ain't gonna be the end over here, holy body with an open mirror.
Blue lights in the rear view mirror, I know y'all ain't from around here.
Now deep off in that dirty mic, good people do dirty things.
Hard to be clean in the dirty gang, so you knew you and I do the same.
Guess the grain, where I came, whole lot of good people did the same.
Bound to be, here to [E] reign, some of y'all ain't got shit to say.
But I'll put the flavor, snap on my neighbor, all in his yard like, what you say bro?
I put my main stress, I got dressed, kind of [B] tight, drinks and [E] drinks.
Ain't nobody gonna end up in an argument, expect to have it in the middle of an [F] incident.
[E] But when old boy got up out of that cement, it was like just being in an accident.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
[F] _ [E] _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
Got the [Bm] date all, [E] fuck the law.
Rap with broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
Little _ mama I wrote when I was off the [F] wall.
[E] _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
Got the date all, fuck the law.
Rap with broad, fill your cup with alcohol. _
_ Ammo, ammo, where you been?
Round the block and biggie back again.
Crops ain't ready to cut yet, fuck that we gonna drop a cassette.
Put it on the market, hot shit, if you ain't got it, copy it, I spit.
Pretty nigga, let's do this, ain't a lot of rappers that smoke on me.
Hey, little big words, big nails, big birds, big asses, yeah.
Big shit is how you live, talk shit till I find a crib.
Hide the kids, all this there ain't loving more.
Motherfuckers don't give a fuck no more, my baby don't say it, 13-0-4.
Think I ain't got the Mac 11 no more, well come on in, beauty come in the den.
I'm putting one of your chin in the den, one of your pre in the one that motherfuckers finally let me out of the pen.
I bet you bitches never ever try to get me again.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
[F] _ [E] _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
_ They all fuck the law, rap the crawl, fill your cup with alcohol.
_ Little mama I wrote when I was off the [F] wall.
[E] _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
_ They all fuck the [F] law, [E] rap the crawl, [F#] fill your cup [E] with alcohol.
_ Two things I learned since I started.
[F] _ [E] Two kinds of work, good and [B] garbage.
Two [E] kinds of coke, the kind that shoot, the kind that smoke.
The kind that dissolve and the kind that float.
Whether it all comes in on my nanophone.
No it don't.
It's home in [B] the jungle, don't confuse.
You paying for the dope, the boat [E] confused.
The difference between the connect and you.
And if you live up north, the best thing to do is come down south.
Work something out, go back home and start running them out.
Cash class, get a nice surprise.
Watch the motherfuckers, they might need vice.
Get up in the morning, go to work.
Try to look as though you [F] don't do [E] dirt.
Stay low-pro and you won't get hurt.
Keep the connect happy and you won't get murked.
You ain't gotta wear [B] diamonds all the time.
Damn dog, you ain't bust a rhyme.
That shining don't make any [E] sense, you idiot.
You ain't legitimate, you an amateur.
Go and drug a diamond.
Run around here like you're out of your mind.
Somebody gonna drop down, it's just a matter of time.
Watch what I tell you.
[B] Little of my rope went off the [F] wall.
[E] _ _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
_ [Bm] They all fuck the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
_ _ [B] Little of my rope went off the [F] wall.
[E] _ _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
_ [Bm] They all fuck the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[F#m] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Dm] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
But tonight, tonight [Bm] we're gonna make an exception for a local boy who has done big things.
[B] I [E] want everybody [B] to put your hands together.
Big Thirsty Turtle welcome for _ _ Haystack _ _ McBee. _
I ain't no [B] fuck yourself, blow the whole house up, cook and melt.
Where we at boy, shoulda hooked the left, now we ridin' through the suburbs, scared to death.
[E] Cause I ain't gonna be the end over here, holy body with an open mirror.
Blue lights in the rear view mirror, I know y'all ain't from around here.
Now deep off in that dirty mic, good people do dirty things.
Hard to be clean in the dirty gang, so you knew you and I do the same.
Guess the grain, where I came, whole lot of good people did the same.
Bound to be, here to [E] reign, some of y'all ain't got shit to say.
But I'll put the flavor, snap on my neighbor, all in his yard like, what you say bro?
I put my main stress, I got dressed, kind of [B] tight, drinks and [E] drinks.
Ain't nobody gonna end up in an argument, expect to have it in the middle of an [F] incident.
[E] But when old boy got up out of that cement, it was like just being in an accident.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
[F] _ [E] _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
Got the [Bm] date all, [E] fuck the law.
Rap with broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
Little _ mama I wrote when I was off the [F] wall.
[E] _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
Got the date all, fuck the law.
Rap with broad, fill your cup with alcohol. _
_ Ammo, ammo, where you been?
Round the block and biggie back again.
Crops ain't ready to cut yet, fuck that we gonna drop a cassette.
Put it on the market, hot shit, if you ain't got it, copy it, I spit.
Pretty nigga, let's do this, ain't a lot of rappers that smoke on me.
Hey, little big words, big nails, big birds, big asses, yeah.
Big shit is how you live, talk shit till I find a crib.
Hide the kids, all this there ain't loving more.
Motherfuckers don't give a fuck no more, my baby don't say it, 13-0-4.
Think I ain't got the Mac 11 no more, well come on in, beauty come in the den.
I'm putting one of your chin in the den, one of your pre in the one that motherfuckers finally let me out of the pen.
I bet you bitches never ever try to get me again.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
[F] _ [E] _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
_ They all fuck the law, rap the crawl, fill your cup with alcohol.
_ Little mama I wrote when I was off the [F] wall.
[E] _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
_ They all fuck the [F] law, [E] rap the crawl, [F#] fill your cup [E] with alcohol.
_ Two things I learned since I started.
[F] _ [E] Two kinds of work, good and [B] garbage.
Two [E] kinds of coke, the kind that shoot, the kind that smoke.
The kind that dissolve and the kind that float.
Whether it all comes in on my nanophone.
No it don't.
It's home in [B] the jungle, don't confuse.
You paying for the dope, the boat [E] confused.
The difference between the connect and you.
And if you live up north, the best thing to do is come down south.
Work something out, go back home and start running them out.
Cash class, get a nice surprise.
Watch the motherfuckers, they might need vice.
Get up in the morning, go to work.
Try to look as though you [F] don't do [E] dirt.
Stay low-pro and you won't get hurt.
Keep the connect happy and you won't get murked.
You ain't gotta wear [B] diamonds all the time.
Damn dog, you ain't bust a rhyme.
That shining don't make any [E] sense, you idiot.
You ain't legitimate, you an amateur.
Go and drug a diamond.
Run around here like you're out of your mind.
Somebody gonna drop down, it's just a matter of time.
Watch what I tell you.
[B] Little of my rope went off the [F] wall.
[E] _ _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
_ [Bm] They all fuck the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
_ _ [B] Little of my rope went off the [F] wall.
[E] _ _ All y'all got that whole little wall.
_ [Bm] They all fuck the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[F#m] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Dm] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _