Chords for King Von - Tuff (Audio)
Tempo:
78.95 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
Gm
Ab
G
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm] [Gm] [Ab] [G] [Cm]
[Gm] [Ab] [Fm]
[Cm] [Gm] [Ab] [Gm]
[Cm] You can't get up, [G] look like you giving up You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy I'm
gonna pick [D] her up Sick [Cm] as fuck, yeah I'm sick as fuck
[Gm] And I'm slick as fuck Just hit [Ab] a lick on this nigga brother
[G] Told him pick [Cm] me up, drop your panties What's that smell bitch?
It's fishy [Ab] as fuck, went on a drill He ain't nail shit, he iffy as fuck
[C] Bag it up, post him bagging up Come and grab [Eb] you some, tag you up
Post him tag you up, [F] ain't no point [Eb] in running Are you mad?
Yeah [E] you super mad But you ain't gonna do nothing
I got [C] a bag with your little stupid ass Might pop out with [Cm] a hundred
Are you tough?
You ain't really tough [Gm] That lil' boy your buddy Mrs.
[Ab] Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy [Fm] ball up
Ay [Cm] get up, oh you can't get up [Gm] Look like you giving up
You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy [Db] I'm gonna pick her up
Are [Cm] you tough?
You ain't really tough [Gm] That lil' boy your buddy Mrs.
[Ab] Puff
Hit him in his gut and [Cm] watch that boy ball up
Ay get up, oh you can't get up Look [Gm] like you giving up
You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy [Cm] I'm gonna pick her up
I got money, boy a lot of money [Gm] Put that on J Money
Yo [Ab] ass broke, yo whole hood dirty Y'all ain't having [Fm] nothing
Bag [Cm] it up, baby bag it up [Eb] That ass fat as fuck
Bring [Ab] your friends I got the gang with me They just tryna fuck
Bag [Cm] it up, baby bag it up [Gm] That ass fat as fuck
Where your [Abm] friends?
I got [Cm] the gang with me We just tryna fuck
Double cup, sip that lean homie It ain't green homie
Got that Glock with that beam on it Better not tweak homie
See I like hoes that be bougie though [Gm] But they be choosing though
They get [Ab] fly and bring they friends with em [Eb] To the studio
They all for me And that Duce and that Julio
And they be [Abm] tripping off that Young and Nase [Cm] And that Fulio
See I'm a star I be shooting shit Ain't talking movies though
This bitch a freak She be putting pills up in her booty hole
Get put to sleep Now them [Gm] fancy clothes
Got some bullet holes Thought it was sweet
I'm at your funeral I have to play my role
Are you tough?
You [D] ain't really tough?
That lil' boy a Muddy Mrs.
[G] Puff
Hit him in his gut And watch that boy ball up
Ayy get up, all you can get up Look [D] like you givin' up
You better [C] not die like your bitch boy [Db] I'm gonna pick her up
Are [Cm] you tough?
You ain't really tough?
[Gm] That lil' boy a Muddy Mrs.
[Cm] Puff
Hit him in his gut And [Db] watch that boy ball up
Ayy get [Cm] up, all you can get up Look [Gm] like you givin' up
You better not die like your bitch boy I'm gonna pick her up
Bitch Ass
[Gm] [Ab] [Fm]
[Cm] [Gm] [Ab] [Gm]
[Cm] You can't get up, [G] look like you giving up You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy I'm
gonna pick [D] her up Sick [Cm] as fuck, yeah I'm sick as fuck
[Gm] And I'm slick as fuck Just hit [Ab] a lick on this nigga brother
[G] Told him pick [Cm] me up, drop your panties What's that smell bitch?
It's fishy [Ab] as fuck, went on a drill He ain't nail shit, he iffy as fuck
[C] Bag it up, post him bagging up Come and grab [Eb] you some, tag you up
Post him tag you up, [F] ain't no point [Eb] in running Are you mad?
Yeah [E] you super mad But you ain't gonna do nothing
I got [C] a bag with your little stupid ass Might pop out with [Cm] a hundred
Are you tough?
You ain't really tough [Gm] That lil' boy your buddy Mrs.
[Ab] Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy [Fm] ball up
Ay [Cm] get up, oh you can't get up [Gm] Look like you giving up
You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy [Db] I'm gonna pick her up
Are [Cm] you tough?
You ain't really tough [Gm] That lil' boy your buddy Mrs.
[Ab] Puff
Hit him in his gut and [Cm] watch that boy ball up
Ay get up, oh you can't get up Look [Gm] like you giving up
You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy [Cm] I'm gonna pick her up
I got money, boy a lot of money [Gm] Put that on J Money
Yo [Ab] ass broke, yo whole hood dirty Y'all ain't having [Fm] nothing
Bag [Cm] it up, baby bag it up [Eb] That ass fat as fuck
Bring [Ab] your friends I got the gang with me They just tryna fuck
Bag [Cm] it up, baby bag it up [Gm] That ass fat as fuck
Where your [Abm] friends?
I got [Cm] the gang with me We just tryna fuck
Double cup, sip that lean homie It ain't green homie
Got that Glock with that beam on it Better not tweak homie
See I like hoes that be bougie though [Gm] But they be choosing though
They get [Ab] fly and bring they friends with em [Eb] To the studio
They all for me And that Duce and that Julio
And they be [Abm] tripping off that Young and Nase [Cm] And that Fulio
See I'm a star I be shooting shit Ain't talking movies though
This bitch a freak She be putting pills up in her booty hole
Get put to sleep Now them [Gm] fancy clothes
Got some bullet holes Thought it was sweet
I'm at your funeral I have to play my role
Are you tough?
You [D] ain't really tough?
That lil' boy a Muddy Mrs.
[G] Puff
Hit him in his gut And watch that boy ball up
Ayy get up, all you can get up Look [D] like you givin' up
You better [C] not die like your bitch boy [Db] I'm gonna pick her up
Are [Cm] you tough?
You ain't really tough?
[Gm] That lil' boy a Muddy Mrs.
[Cm] Puff
Hit him in his gut And [Db] watch that boy ball up
Ayy get [Cm] up, all you can get up Look [Gm] like you givin' up
You better not die like your bitch boy I'm gonna pick her up
Bitch Ass
Key:
Cm
Gm
Ab
G
Eb
Cm
Gm
Ab
[Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [G] _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _
[Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[Cm] You can't get up, [G] look like you giving up You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy I'm
gonna pick [D] her up Sick [Cm] as fuck, yeah I'm sick as fuck
[Gm] And I'm slick as fuck Just hit [Ab] a lick on this nigga brother
[G] Told him pick [Cm] me up, drop your panties What's that smell bitch?
It's fishy [Ab] as fuck, went on a drill He ain't nail shit, he iffy as fuck
[C] Bag it up, post him bagging up Come and grab [Eb] you some, tag you up
Post him tag you up, [F] ain't no point [Eb] in running Are you mad?
Yeah [E] you super mad But you ain't gonna do nothing
I got [C] a bag with your little stupid ass Might pop out with [Cm] a hundred
Are you tough?
You ain't really tough [Gm] That lil' boy your buddy Mrs.
[Ab] Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy [Fm] ball up
Ay [Cm] get up, oh you can't get up [Gm] Look like you giving up
You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy [Db] I'm gonna pick her up
Are [Cm] you tough?
You ain't really tough [Gm] That lil' boy your buddy Mrs.
[Ab] Puff
Hit him in his gut and [Cm] watch that boy ball up
Ay get up, oh you can't get up Look [Gm] like you giving up
You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy [Cm] I'm gonna pick her up
I got money, boy a lot of money [Gm] Put that on J Money
Yo [Ab] ass broke, yo whole hood dirty Y'all ain't having [Fm] nothing
Bag [Cm] it up, baby bag it up [Eb] That ass fat as fuck
Bring [Ab] your friends I got the gang with me They just tryna fuck
Bag [Cm] it up, baby bag it up [Gm] That ass fat as fuck
Where your [Abm] friends?
I got [Cm] the gang with me We just tryna fuck
Double cup, sip that lean homie It ain't green homie
Got that Glock with that beam on it Better not tweak homie
See I like hoes that be bougie though [Gm] But they be choosing though
They get [Ab] fly and bring they friends with em [Eb] To the studio
They all for me And that Duce and that Julio
And they be [Abm] tripping off that Young and Nase [Cm] And that Fulio
See I'm a star I be shooting shit Ain't talking movies though
This bitch a freak She be putting pills up in her booty hole
Get put to sleep Now them [Gm] fancy clothes
Got some bullet holes Thought it was sweet
I'm at your funeral I have to play my role
Are you tough?
You [D] ain't really tough?
That lil' boy a Muddy Mrs.
[G] Puff
Hit him in his gut And watch that boy ball up
Ayy get up, all you can get up Look [D] like you givin' up
You better [C] not die like your bitch boy [Db] I'm gonna pick her up
Are [Cm] you tough?
You ain't really tough?
[Gm] That lil' boy a Muddy Mrs.
[Cm] Puff
Hit him in his gut And [Db] watch that boy ball up
Ayy get [Cm] up, all you can get up Look [Gm] like you givin' up
You better not die like your bitch boy I'm gonna pick her up
Bitch Ass
_ _ [Gm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _
[Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[Cm] You can't get up, [G] look like you giving up You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy I'm
gonna pick [D] her up Sick [Cm] as fuck, yeah I'm sick as fuck
[Gm] And I'm slick as fuck Just hit [Ab] a lick on this nigga brother
[G] Told him pick [Cm] me up, drop your panties What's that smell bitch?
It's fishy [Ab] as fuck, went on a drill He ain't nail shit, he iffy as fuck
[C] Bag it up, post him bagging up Come and grab [Eb] you some, tag you up
Post him tag you up, [F] ain't no point [Eb] in running Are you mad?
Yeah [E] you super mad But you ain't gonna do nothing
I got [C] a bag with your little stupid ass Might pop out with [Cm] a hundred
Are you tough?
You ain't really tough [Gm] That lil' boy your buddy Mrs.
[Ab] Puff
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy [Fm] ball up
Ay [Cm] get up, oh you can't get up [Gm] Look like you giving up
You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy [Db] I'm gonna pick her up
Are [Cm] you tough?
You ain't really tough [Gm] That lil' boy your buddy Mrs.
[Ab] Puff
Hit him in his gut and [Cm] watch that boy ball up
Ay get up, oh you can't get up Look [Gm] like you giving up
You better [Ab] not die like your bitch, boy [Cm] I'm gonna pick her up
I got money, boy a lot of money [Gm] Put that on J Money
Yo [Ab] ass broke, yo whole hood dirty Y'all ain't having [Fm] nothing
Bag [Cm] it up, baby bag it up [Eb] That ass fat as fuck
Bring [Ab] your friends I got the gang with me They just tryna fuck
Bag [Cm] it up, baby bag it up [Gm] That ass fat as fuck
Where your [Abm] friends?
I got [Cm] the gang with me We just tryna fuck
Double cup, sip that lean homie It ain't green homie
Got that Glock with that beam on it Better not tweak homie
See I like hoes that be bougie though [Gm] But they be choosing though
They get [Ab] fly and bring they friends with em [Eb] To the studio
They all for me And that Duce and that Julio
And they be [Abm] tripping off that Young and Nase [Cm] And that Fulio
See I'm a star I be shooting shit Ain't talking movies though
This bitch a freak She be putting pills up in her booty hole
Get put to sleep Now them [Gm] fancy clothes
Got some bullet holes Thought it was sweet
I'm at your funeral I have to play my role
Are you tough?
You [D] ain't really tough?
That lil' boy a Muddy Mrs.
[G] Puff
Hit him in his gut And watch that boy ball up
Ayy get up, all you can get up Look [D] like you givin' up
You better [C] not die like your bitch boy [Db] I'm gonna pick her up
Are [Cm] you tough?
You ain't really tough?
[Gm] That lil' boy a Muddy Mrs.
[Cm] Puff
Hit him in his gut And [Db] watch that boy ball up
Ayy get [Cm] up, all you can get up Look [Gm] like you givin' up
You better not die like your bitch boy I'm gonna pick her up
Bitch Ass