Chords for Jay Rock - Bloodiest | A COLORS SHOW

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103.8 bpm
Chords used:

Gm

Ab

Cm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Gm]
Yeah, okay.
The devil thought he had me, I was on back burners.
Moon walking fast, y'all respect my journey.
Evil tapping in like the Feds is watching.
No album, no dope, I was all out of options.
I'd rather rob than get a job, don't insult me.
Remember it was Knicks and Dimes in 03?
I was doing bad, so I took your bag.
Tables turned, lessons learned, karma come back fast.
Flipped off that bitch, Millie rocking the wheel.
200,000 in the bank, straight to [Ab] hospital bill.
Mama [Gm] still got the shakes, friend, I'm all right.
Dreams of enemies in the lobby when they hit the lights.
So many [Ab] niggas be wishing they [Gm] was you, bro.
Same niggas that hit you with that I love, bro.
Tread softly, see the snakes coming.
I pop them off, nigga, my life costly.
Yeah, bitch, where?
Tell me you a real one.
Bitch, where?
Tell me you gonna kill something.
Bitch, where?
Say you in the field, huh?
Bitch, where?
Battle scars and tribulations, downfall from situations.
I bounced off with dedication, accounting for my participation.
10 pounds off, rounds off, getting blocked back.
I facilitated when the sound off.
Groundhog, that's a casket and a pillow weight.
Magic in the dope spot.
Four tickets, that's pot pies.
Most finished, that's pot pie.
Four women sipping my chives.
I'm a cold nigga, free my guys, free P.I.
Put a make, free shooter, right from the fire line.
We don't get money or die trying.
J-Rock and I'm back, bitch.
Watch out, bro, you're back, bitch.
Be cool, yeah, relax, bitch.
I'm only speaking facts, bitch.
I've been through the bullshit to the pulpit.
Up six creep and a nuisance to my OGs.
Got a nuisance, 2018.
Put that on the [Cm] bloodiest.
Whip clean on the bloodiest.
[Gm] Bitch, clean on the bloodiest.
Pull up, I'ma fuck with it.
Slide in for the tape deck.
Got a best friend shit, say less.
Fake threats, I'ma fade that.
Either pay checks or I'll pay debt, nigga.
Bitch, where?
Tell me you a real one.
Bitch, where?
Tell me you gon' kill some.
Bitch, where?
Say you in the field, huh?
Bitch, where?
Man, what you get?
Lock and loaded, I control it.
Rock and roll it, don't you notice?
I'm the coldest.
Lock and loaded, I control it.
Rock and roll it, don't you notice?
I'm the coldest.
Lock and loaded, I control it.
Rock and roll it, don't you notice?
I'm the coldest.
Lock and loaded, I control it.
Rock and roll it, don't you notice?
I'm the coldest.
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Ab
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Cm
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Gm
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Ab
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Cm
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Gm
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Yeah, _ _ _ okay. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The devil thought he had me, I was on back burners.
Moon walking fast, y'all respect my journey.
Evil tapping in like the Feds is watching.
No album, no dope, I was all out of options.
I'd rather rob than get a job, don't insult me.
Remember it was Knicks and Dimes in 03?
I was doing bad, so I took your bag.
Tables turned, lessons learned, karma come back fast.
Flipped off that bitch, Millie rocking the wheel.
200,000 in the bank, straight to [Ab] hospital bill.
Mama [Gm] still got the shakes, friend, I'm all right.
Dreams of enemies in the lobby when they hit the lights.
So many [Ab] niggas be wishing they [Gm] was you, bro.
Same niggas that hit you with that I love, bro.
Tread softly, see the snakes coming.
I pop them off, nigga, my life costly.
Yeah, bitch, where?
Tell me you a real one.
Bitch, where?
Tell me you gonna kill something.
Bitch, where?
Say you in the field, huh?
Bitch, where?
Battle scars and tribulations, downfall from situations.
I bounced off with dedication, accounting for my participation.
10 pounds off, rounds off, getting blocked back.
I facilitated when the sound off.
Groundhog, that's a casket and a pillow weight.
Magic in the dope spot.
Four tickets, that's pot pies.
Most finished, that's pot pie.
Four women sipping my chives.
I'm a cold nigga, free my guys, free P.I.
Put a make, free shooter, right from the fire line.
We don't get money or die trying.
J-Rock and I'm back, bitch.
Watch out, bro, you're back, bitch.
Be cool, yeah, relax, bitch.
I'm only speaking facts, bitch.
I've been through the bullshit to the pulpit.
Up six creep and a nuisance to my OGs.
Got a nuisance, 2018.
Put that on the [Cm] bloodiest.
Whip clean on the bloodiest.
[Gm] Bitch, clean on the bloodiest.
Pull up, I'ma fuck with it.
Slide in for the tape deck.
Got a best friend shit, say less.
Fake threats, I'ma fade that.
Either pay checks or I'll pay debt, nigga.
_ Bitch, where?
Tell me you a real one.
Bitch, where?
Tell me you gon' kill some.
Bitch, where?
Say you in the field, huh?
Bitch, where?
Man, what you get?
Lock and loaded, I control it.
Rock and roll it, don't you notice?
I'm the coldest.
Lock and loaded, I control it.
Rock and roll it, don't you notice?
I'm the coldest.
Lock and loaded, I control it.
Rock and roll it, don't you notice?
I'm the coldest. _
Lock and loaded, I control it.
Rock and roll it, don't you notice?
I'm the coldest. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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