Chords for I'm Known
Tempo:
89.7 bpm
Chords used:
Em
A
Am
A#
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em] [A]
[Em] Laid out with the skinny chick, bellies with the handi mix
My man [A] Barnes hit me [Em] flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since 96
Ten C-Blue thrive for [A] them three attempts, street events
Fans [Em] on the sweet, but you see me tense still a lot
Niggas wanna know if [A] I'm villain or not, kill or not
If I'm [A#] holding what kind [Em] of still I got, force alarms
Tattoos all across my arms, bell-bombs
A while back, almost lost my mom, check that
Taking this paper, you can [Am] bet that, no setbacks
Chittin' on [Em] niggas without the X-Lax, I ain't showing
Polo sweats, all [A] white, glowing, blunting
Suzuki [Em] 600s, 12 bikes blowing, had line niggas
Fat time [A] niggas, prime niggas, street [Em] worth nine figures
It's war now, hard to the core for sure [A] now
War style, four [Em] fours to your door now
Doe chasing, in the base, niggas [A] slow pacing
Temptations send a [Em] bitch to blow your face in
Plans rolling, handsome niggas, hands [A] golden
Stand chosen, pockets [Em] on my pants swollen
Sleeve to fit, build niggas, don't need the fifth
Automatic shit, for faking, it's what you faggots get
[A] [Em]
[A] [Em] Out of 30 men, no 20, that's rosy [A] men
Ten is friends, the other ten [Em] will probably turn me in
Phone tap, born in Brooklyn, hold my [A] own, gather no trap
Keep jail niggas going [Em] back, time ticking
Young shorty mind [A] flipping, blind addiction
[Em] Turned killer from a fine Christian, street schooling
Sneaky shit, niggas keep [Am] doing snake
That's why I handshake [Em] and keep moving
World supremacist, cook coke like a chemist
[A] But it's finished, a little jail time [Em] helped me replenish
Thank God, almost bad for a faith [Am] charge
1986, that's [Em] what I get, fucking a crazy bitch, rough life
Stab wounds, cussing, bites as dice
I guess I was blessed to touch Mike's sports cars
My world spreads across five, [Am] Sulab
Made for the system up [F#m] in your bod
[Em] [A] [Em]
[A] [Em]
[Em] Laid out with the skinny chick, bellies with the handi mix
My man [A] Barnes hit me [Em] flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since 96
Ten C-Blue thrive for [A] them three attempts, street events
Fans [Em] on the sweet, but you see me tense still a lot
Niggas wanna know if [A] I'm villain or not, kill or not
If I'm [A#] holding what kind [Em] of still I got, force alarms
Tattoos all across my arms, bell-bombs
A while back, almost lost my mom, check that
Taking this paper, you can [Am] bet that, no setbacks
Chittin' on [Em] niggas without the X-Lax, I ain't showing
Polo sweats, all [A] white, glowing, blunting
Suzuki [Em] 600s, 12 bikes blowing, had line niggas
Fat time [A] niggas, prime niggas, street [Em] worth nine figures
It's war now, hard to the core for sure [A] now
War style, four [Em] fours to your door now
Doe chasing, in the base, niggas [A] slow pacing
Temptations send a [Em] bitch to blow your face in
Plans rolling, handsome niggas, hands [A] golden
Stand chosen, pockets [Em] on my pants swollen
Sleeve to fit, build niggas, don't need the fifth
Automatic shit, for faking, it's what you faggots get
[A] [Em]
[A] [Em] Out of 30 men, no 20, that's rosy [A] men
Ten is friends, the other ten [Em] will probably turn me in
Phone tap, born in Brooklyn, hold my [A] own, gather no trap
Keep jail niggas going [Em] back, time ticking
Young shorty mind [A] flipping, blind addiction
[Em] Turned killer from a fine Christian, street schooling
Sneaky shit, niggas keep [Am] doing snake
That's why I handshake [Em] and keep moving
World supremacist, cook coke like a chemist
[A] But it's finished, a little jail time [Em] helped me replenish
Thank God, almost bad for a faith [Am] charge
1986, that's [Em] what I get, fucking a crazy bitch, rough life
Stab wounds, cussing, bites as dice
I guess I was blessed to touch Mike's sports cars
My world spreads across five, [Am] Sulab
Made for the system up [F#m] in your bod
[Em] [A] [Em]
[A] [Em]
Key:
Em
A
Am
A#
F#m
Em
A
Am
[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] Laid out with the skinny chick, bellies with the handi mix
My man [A] Barnes hit me [Em] flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since 96
Ten C-Blue thrive for [A] them three attempts, street events
Fans [Em] on the sweet, but you see me tense still a lot
Niggas wanna know if [A] I'm villain or not, kill or not
If I'm [A#] holding what kind [Em] of still I got, force alarms
Tattoos all across my arms, bell-bombs
A while back, almost lost my mom, check that
Taking this paper, you can [Am] bet that, no setbacks
Chittin' on [Em] niggas without the X-Lax, I ain't showing
Polo sweats, all [A] white, glowing, blunting
Suzuki [Em] 600s, 12 bikes blowing, had line niggas
Fat time [A] niggas, prime niggas, street [Em] worth nine figures
It's war now, hard to the core for sure [A] now
War style, four [Em] fours to your door now
Doe chasing, in the base, niggas [A] slow pacing
Temptations send a [Em] bitch to blow your face in
Plans rolling, handsome niggas, hands [A] golden
Stand chosen, pockets [Em] on my pants swollen
Sleeve to fit, build niggas, don't need the fifth
Automatic shit, for faking, it's what you faggots get
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Em] Out of 30 men, no 20, that's rosy [A] men
Ten is friends, the other ten [Em] will probably turn me in
Phone tap, born in Brooklyn, hold my [A] own, gather no trap
Keep jail niggas going [Em] back, time ticking
Young shorty mind [A] flipping, blind addiction
[Em] Turned killer from a fine Christian, street schooling
Sneaky shit, niggas keep [Am] doing snake
That's why I handshake [Em] and keep moving
World supremacist, cook coke like a chemist
[A] But it's finished, a little jail time [Em] helped me replenish
Thank God, almost bad for a faith [Am] charge
1986, that's [Em] what I get, fucking a crazy bitch, rough life
Stab wounds, cussing, bites as dice
I guess I was blessed to touch Mike's sports cars
My world spreads across five, [Am] Sulab
Made for the system up [F#m] in your bod
[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Em] Laid out with the skinny chick, bellies with the handi mix
My man [A] Barnes hit me [Em] flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since 96
Ten C-Blue thrive for [A] them three attempts, street events
Fans [Em] on the sweet, but you see me tense still a lot
Niggas wanna know if [A] I'm villain or not, kill or not
If I'm [A#] holding what kind [Em] of still I got, force alarms
Tattoos all across my arms, bell-bombs
A while back, almost lost my mom, check that
Taking this paper, you can [Am] bet that, no setbacks
Chittin' on [Em] niggas without the X-Lax, I ain't showing
Polo sweats, all [A] white, glowing, blunting
Suzuki [Em] 600s, 12 bikes blowing, had line niggas
Fat time [A] niggas, prime niggas, street [Em] worth nine figures
It's war now, hard to the core for sure [A] now
War style, four [Em] fours to your door now
Doe chasing, in the base, niggas [A] slow pacing
Temptations send a [Em] bitch to blow your face in
Plans rolling, handsome niggas, hands [A] golden
Stand chosen, pockets [Em] on my pants swollen
Sleeve to fit, build niggas, don't need the fifth
Automatic shit, for faking, it's what you faggots get
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Em] Out of 30 men, no 20, that's rosy [A] men
Ten is friends, the other ten [Em] will probably turn me in
Phone tap, born in Brooklyn, hold my [A] own, gather no trap
Keep jail niggas going [Em] back, time ticking
Young shorty mind [A] flipping, blind addiction
[Em] Turned killer from a fine Christian, street schooling
Sneaky shit, niggas keep [Am] doing snake
That's why I handshake [Em] and keep moving
World supremacist, cook coke like a chemist
[A] But it's finished, a little jail time [Em] helped me replenish
Thank God, almost bad for a faith [Am] charge
1986, that's [Em] what I get, fucking a crazy bitch, rough life
Stab wounds, cussing, bites as dice
I guess I was blessed to touch Mike's sports cars
My world spreads across five, [Am] Sulab
Made for the system up [F#m] in your bod
[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
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