Chords for Jordan - F*** Rappers [Music Video] | GRM Daily
Tempo:
96.85 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
Gm
Cm
F
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] I don't know how long we're in jail for.
[Dm] You see Clyde, you know, this guy is [Gm] on the hooch every day.
I'll do the things [C] we can do, [F] you know.
Right, brother?
[Dm] Fuck that, right?
[Dm] Right, [Cm] you bet.
[Dm] [Cm]
[Dm] [Gm]
[F] [Dm]
[Cm] [Gm] When I rap it ain't a fucking joke.
Harder [F] since Woody Loke started with [C] a rusty pole.
I can let [G] them up at home, back to baby mother's bowl.
[Fm] Napped up my best friend, fuck it though.
Fans from my ends, cause [Gm] I bully, bro.
Dip it out and get bail.
Same night [F] like Summer Blow.
Done nine years in jail.
Still [Dm] bushing, bro.
Had people running phones.
Police know [Cm] I run the zone.
Make fiends, cut the stone.
[Gm] Watch him, I don't trust a soul.
Back to beat up, trotting those.
Ordered half [G] a box of eat and tuck and go.
Fourth floor, in [C] this basement, little pussy froze.
Amount of times I left [Bb] the states for the bullet holes.
Girl and rats should be [Gm] engraved.
Man, them bullets close.
Tramps got fully domed.
[F] Slash through the scruffy clothes.
I like straps, slag, [C] puffer coats.
Rap, rap, book of smoke.
That's where [Eb] my money goes.
Fake friends come and go.
[Gm] Real friends never fold.
Real rappers don't get the best [Dm] views.
Real [G] trappers don't wear the best shoes.
Real banglers spend their money on [Dm] tools.
I'm a real scrapper, check the north west [Gm] news.
Real rappers don't get the best [F] views.
Real trappers don't wear the best [Dm] shoes.
Real banglers spend their money on [Cm] tools.
I'm a real scrapper, check the north west news.
Fuck rappers, I ain't like these [Dm] dudes.
Way before I seen a mic or [Cm] boots.
Hit headlines, Channel 5 [Dm] News.
Think I give a fuck about likes or [Gm] views.
Nine years in jail, spent my life with [F] screws.
Rap, rap, book of smoke.
Rafferty estate guys flying in [Dm] moods
Driving plate ups in a violent [Cm] mood
Four grass in the same whip
Rides get [Gm] abused, four glass same stick
Pipes getting [Dm] boomed
Ask them little rats how I slide on my [D] broom
Bang through windows, can't hide in your [Dm] room
Every line's flat, can't lie in my [Gm] tune
Rappers rapping bout all the ice and the [F] jewels
Ever come my city bro I line them [Dm] fools
I could never rap about the price of my [Cm] shoes
I do this for hungry kids [Gm] tryna find food
Scruffy kid, no nice bully being [G] schooled
I was never a good kid, I was never a good kid
I was never cool brother, I was like [C] used
Always in detention bro, call the [Bb] rules
Seen secure [A] units before I had [Gm] pubes
Stepping in blood bro before I had [F] lubes
Me and Scouse Mark doing tie ups in the [C] pool
Now Mark's on the run and he's lying by the [Eb] pool
You don't understand [Am] that, then you haven't got a [Gm] clue
Real rappers don't get the best [Dm] views
Real trappers don't wear the best [Cm] shoes
Real bandlers spend their money on [Dm] tools
I'm a real slapper, check the North West [Gm] news
Real rappers don't get the best [F] views
Real trappers don't wear the best shoes
[Dm] Real bandlers spend their money on [Cm] tools
I'm a real slapper, check the North West [Gm] news
[Dm] [Cm]
[Dm] [N]
[Dm] You see Clyde, you know, this guy is [Gm] on the hooch every day.
I'll do the things [C] we can do, [F] you know.
Right, brother?
[Dm] Fuck that, right?
[Dm] Right, [Cm] you bet.
[Dm] [Cm]
[Dm] [Gm]
[F] [Dm]
[Cm] [Gm] When I rap it ain't a fucking joke.
Harder [F] since Woody Loke started with [C] a rusty pole.
I can let [G] them up at home, back to baby mother's bowl.
[Fm] Napped up my best friend, fuck it though.
Fans from my ends, cause [Gm] I bully, bro.
Dip it out and get bail.
Same night [F] like Summer Blow.
Done nine years in jail.
Still [Dm] bushing, bro.
Had people running phones.
Police know [Cm] I run the zone.
Make fiends, cut the stone.
[Gm] Watch him, I don't trust a soul.
Back to beat up, trotting those.
Ordered half [G] a box of eat and tuck and go.
Fourth floor, in [C] this basement, little pussy froze.
Amount of times I left [Bb] the states for the bullet holes.
Girl and rats should be [Gm] engraved.
Man, them bullets close.
Tramps got fully domed.
[F] Slash through the scruffy clothes.
I like straps, slag, [C] puffer coats.
Rap, rap, book of smoke.
That's where [Eb] my money goes.
Fake friends come and go.
[Gm] Real friends never fold.
Real rappers don't get the best [Dm] views.
Real [G] trappers don't wear the best shoes.
Real banglers spend their money on [Dm] tools.
I'm a real scrapper, check the north west [Gm] news.
Real rappers don't get the best [F] views.
Real trappers don't wear the best [Dm] shoes.
Real banglers spend their money on [Cm] tools.
I'm a real scrapper, check the north west news.
Fuck rappers, I ain't like these [Dm] dudes.
Way before I seen a mic or [Cm] boots.
Hit headlines, Channel 5 [Dm] News.
Think I give a fuck about likes or [Gm] views.
Nine years in jail, spent my life with [F] screws.
Rap, rap, book of smoke.
Rafferty estate guys flying in [Dm] moods
Driving plate ups in a violent [Cm] mood
Four grass in the same whip
Rides get [Gm] abused, four glass same stick
Pipes getting [Dm] boomed
Ask them little rats how I slide on my [D] broom
Bang through windows, can't hide in your [Dm] room
Every line's flat, can't lie in my [Gm] tune
Rappers rapping bout all the ice and the [F] jewels
Ever come my city bro I line them [Dm] fools
I could never rap about the price of my [Cm] shoes
I do this for hungry kids [Gm] tryna find food
Scruffy kid, no nice bully being [G] schooled
I was never a good kid, I was never a good kid
I was never cool brother, I was like [C] used
Always in detention bro, call the [Bb] rules
Seen secure [A] units before I had [Gm] pubes
Stepping in blood bro before I had [F] lubes
Me and Scouse Mark doing tie ups in the [C] pool
Now Mark's on the run and he's lying by the [Eb] pool
You don't understand [Am] that, then you haven't got a [Gm] clue
Real rappers don't get the best [Dm] views
Real trappers don't wear the best [Cm] shoes
Real bandlers spend their money on [Dm] tools
I'm a real slapper, check the North West [Gm] news
Real rappers don't get the best [F] views
Real trappers don't wear the best shoes
[Dm] Real bandlers spend their money on [Cm] tools
I'm a real slapper, check the North West [Gm] news
[Dm] [Cm]
[Dm] [N]
Key:
Dm
Gm
Cm
F
C
Dm
Gm
Cm
_ [G] I don't know how long we're in jail for.
[Dm] You see Clyde, you know, this guy is [Gm] on the hooch every day.
I'll do the things [C] we can do, [F] you know.
Right, brother?
_ [Dm] Fuck that, right?
[Dm] _ Right, [Cm] you bet. _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ [Gm] When I rap it ain't a fucking joke.
Harder [F] since Woody Loke started with [C] a rusty pole.
I can let [G] them up at home, back to baby mother's bowl.
[Fm] Napped up my best friend, fuck it though.
Fans from my ends, cause [Gm] I bully, bro.
Dip it out and get bail.
Same night [F] like Summer Blow.
Done nine years in jail.
Still [Dm] bushing, bro.
Had people running phones.
Police know [Cm] I run the zone.
Make fiends, cut the stone.
[Gm] Watch him, I don't trust a soul.
Back to beat up, trotting those.
Ordered half [G] a box of eat and tuck and go.
Fourth floor, in [C] this basement, little pussy froze.
Amount of times I left [Bb] the states for the bullet holes.
Girl and rats should be [Gm] engraved.
Man, them bullets close.
Tramps got fully domed.
[F] Slash through the scruffy clothes.
I like straps, slag, [C] puffer coats.
Rap, rap, book of smoke.
That's where [Eb] my money goes.
Fake friends come and go.
[Gm] Real friends never fold.
Real rappers don't get the best [Dm] views.
Real [G] trappers don't wear the best shoes.
Real banglers spend their money on [Dm] tools.
I'm a real scrapper, check the north west [Gm] news.
Real rappers don't get the best [F] views.
Real trappers don't wear the best [Dm] shoes.
Real banglers spend their money on [Cm] tools.
I'm a real scrapper, check the north west news.
Fuck rappers, I ain't like these [Dm] dudes.
Way before I seen a mic or [Cm] boots.
Hit headlines, Channel 5 [Dm] News.
Think I give a fuck about likes or [Gm] views.
Nine years in jail, spent my life with [F] screws.
Rap, rap, book of smoke.
Rafferty estate guys flying in [Dm] moods
Driving plate ups in a violent [Cm] mood
Four grass in the same whip
Rides get [Gm] abused, four glass same stick
Pipes getting [Dm] boomed
Ask them little rats how I slide on my [D] broom
Bang through windows, can't hide in your [Dm] room
Every line's flat, can't lie in my [Gm] tune
Rappers rapping bout all the ice and the [F] jewels
Ever come my city bro I line them [Dm] fools
I could never rap about the price of my [Cm] shoes
I do this for hungry kids [Gm] tryna find food
Scruffy kid, no nice bully being [G] schooled
I was never a good kid, I was never a good kid
I was never cool brother, I was like [C] used
Always in detention bro, call the [Bb] rules
Seen secure [A] units before I had [Gm] pubes
Stepping in blood bro before I had [F] lubes
Me and Scouse Mark doing tie ups in the [C] pool
Now Mark's on the run and he's lying by the [Eb] pool
You don't understand [Am] that, then you haven't got a [Gm] clue
Real rappers don't get the best [Dm] views
Real trappers don't wear the best [Cm] shoes
Real bandlers spend their money on [Dm] tools
I'm a real slapper, check the North West [Gm] news
Real rappers don't get the best [F] views
Real trappers don't wear the best shoes
_ _ [Dm] Real bandlers spend their money on [Cm] tools
I'm a real slapper, check the North West [Gm] news _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[Dm] You see Clyde, you know, this guy is [Gm] on the hooch every day.
I'll do the things [C] we can do, [F] you know.
Right, brother?
_ [Dm] Fuck that, right?
[Dm] _ Right, [Cm] you bet. _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ [Gm] When I rap it ain't a fucking joke.
Harder [F] since Woody Loke started with [C] a rusty pole.
I can let [G] them up at home, back to baby mother's bowl.
[Fm] Napped up my best friend, fuck it though.
Fans from my ends, cause [Gm] I bully, bro.
Dip it out and get bail.
Same night [F] like Summer Blow.
Done nine years in jail.
Still [Dm] bushing, bro.
Had people running phones.
Police know [Cm] I run the zone.
Make fiends, cut the stone.
[Gm] Watch him, I don't trust a soul.
Back to beat up, trotting those.
Ordered half [G] a box of eat and tuck and go.
Fourth floor, in [C] this basement, little pussy froze.
Amount of times I left [Bb] the states for the bullet holes.
Girl and rats should be [Gm] engraved.
Man, them bullets close.
Tramps got fully domed.
[F] Slash through the scruffy clothes.
I like straps, slag, [C] puffer coats.
Rap, rap, book of smoke.
That's where [Eb] my money goes.
Fake friends come and go.
[Gm] Real friends never fold.
Real rappers don't get the best [Dm] views.
Real [G] trappers don't wear the best shoes.
Real banglers spend their money on [Dm] tools.
I'm a real scrapper, check the north west [Gm] news.
Real rappers don't get the best [F] views.
Real trappers don't wear the best [Dm] shoes.
Real banglers spend their money on [Cm] tools.
I'm a real scrapper, check the north west news.
Fuck rappers, I ain't like these [Dm] dudes.
Way before I seen a mic or [Cm] boots.
Hit headlines, Channel 5 [Dm] News.
Think I give a fuck about likes or [Gm] views.
Nine years in jail, spent my life with [F] screws.
Rap, rap, book of smoke.
Rafferty estate guys flying in [Dm] moods
Driving plate ups in a violent [Cm] mood
Four grass in the same whip
Rides get [Gm] abused, four glass same stick
Pipes getting [Dm] boomed
Ask them little rats how I slide on my [D] broom
Bang through windows, can't hide in your [Dm] room
Every line's flat, can't lie in my [Gm] tune
Rappers rapping bout all the ice and the [F] jewels
Ever come my city bro I line them [Dm] fools
I could never rap about the price of my [Cm] shoes
I do this for hungry kids [Gm] tryna find food
Scruffy kid, no nice bully being [G] schooled
I was never a good kid, I was never a good kid
I was never cool brother, I was like [C] used
Always in detention bro, call the [Bb] rules
Seen secure [A] units before I had [Gm] pubes
Stepping in blood bro before I had [F] lubes
Me and Scouse Mark doing tie ups in the [C] pool
Now Mark's on the run and he's lying by the [Eb] pool
You don't understand [Am] that, then you haven't got a [Gm] clue
Real rappers don't get the best [Dm] views
Real trappers don't wear the best [Cm] shoes
Real bandlers spend their money on [Dm] tools
I'm a real slapper, check the North West [Gm] news
Real rappers don't get the best [F] views
Real trappers don't wear the best shoes
_ _ [Dm] Real bandlers spend their money on [Cm] tools
I'm a real slapper, check the North West [Gm] news _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _