Get Down Chords by Nas
Tempo:
94.1 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
Bb
F
Cm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm] He, he, he's done.
[Bb] [Ebm] Oh,
[Bb] [Gb] oh, [Bb] [C] oh.
[Bb] New York streets would kill us a walk like pistol [Fm] Pete and Pappy Mason
Gave the young boys admiration
Prince from Queens and [Bb] Fritz from [Fm] Harlem, street legends
The drugs kept the [Bb] hood from starving
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the [Fm] 70s
But there's a long list of high [Bb] profile [Fm] celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough [Bb] side of [Fm] things
Lobbed as kings, some died
[Bb] One guy, [Fm] one time, one day
He grasped me as [Bb] I'm about to [Fm] blast heat
40 side of Vernon, I [Bb] turn, well, he [C] asks me
What you up to?
The [Bb] cops gon' [Fm] bust you
I was a teen, drunk or a brute
[Bb] Stumbled, [Fm] I wondered if God sent him
Cause two [Bb] squad called [Fm] into the block
And looked at us, I ain't [Bb] flinched when they [Fm] watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror
[Bb] Brushed my [Fm] hair, staring out a young disciple
I [Bb] almost gave my [Fm] life to what the dice do
Yeah, man, [Bb] throwing them [Ebm] bones
Hoping my ace get his [Bb] case thrown
[Fm] This girl ain't wait for him
She [Bb] in the world [Fm] straight hoing
While he looking at [Bb] centerfolds
The [Fm] pretty girl showing they little cooch
[Bb] Gangsters don't [Fm] die, he's living proof
The DA who [Bb] tried him was [Fm] lying
The white dude killed his mother [Bb] during the [Fm] case
Hung jury, now the DA is [Bb] being replaced
[Fm] Pre-trial hearing is over, it's [Bb] real for the [Fm] soldier
Walks in the court room, the [Bb] look in his eyes [Fm] is wild
Triple homicider [Bb] sitting in the [Fm] back aisle
I wanna crack a smile when I [Bb] see him
Throw [Fm] up a fist for black power
Cause all we [Bb] want is his freedom
[Fm] He grabbed a court officer's gun and [Bb] started squeezing
[Fm] Then he grabbed the jug, screams out, nobody [Bb] leave it [Fm] Everybody!
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[F] [Fm] Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[F] [Fm]
[F] [Cm] [F] [Fm] Everybody!
Gangsta!
[F] [Cm] Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[Bb] [Fm] Gangsta!
[Bb] [Cm] [Bb] [Fm] Some niggas fuck their enemies in they [Bb] ass when they catch [Fm] em
Weird ass niggas who dangerous so [Bb] don't test em
[Fm] They make you disappear, this a year [Bb] that I won't [Fm] forget
Soul CDs, double platinum, [Bb] met [Fm] Morgz X
Southern niggas, independent [Bb] label, real [Fm] killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee [Bb] for years, now they [Fm] chillin
They had the coke game, sucked [Bb] it crazy
[Eb] Sold music out the trunk of they car, [G] that shit amazed me
Put me on the hair on blunts, cherm or something
Took [A] a puff, fuck the fuck, I turned and punched em
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga, try to play me
I left from around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school and raised me
New York gangstas, we loungin' out in LA, [Fm] see
A dude wrote my dog from [Cm] Pelican Bay
The letter say, Nas, I got your back, the fools don't play
[Fm] I rode with some trips down to a [Bb] Crenshaw [Fm] funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the whole responsible
The nigga still alive [Bb] in the [Fm] hospital
Midnight they crept in his room and [Bb] shot the doctor [Fm] too
See my cousins in the gang [Bb] thuggin' and [Fm] things
He plugged me with a dame who was half [Bb] Mexicano
[Fm] Gave the ass up, I'm a Mac Daddy [Bb] Soprano
She [Fm] passed me the indigo, but the [Bb] imbecile
Sitting [Fm] there with tippy toes, thought my eyes were [Bb] closed
[Fm] Openin' the hotel room door, the [Bb] little [Fm] goon's in
But I moved in the manor, [Bb] on some Jet [Fm] Li shit
I let the hammers blow, went [Bb] three kids
See, [Fm] honey thought I had something to do
With all the drama, cause I was with a crew
That had a people [Bb] killed, called [Fm] up my cousin
Told him I ain't fuckin' [Bb] with you, he [Fm] responded cool
But told me y'all hear [Bb] this, I'm [Fm] motherfuckin'
Get down, get down, get down, get down, [F] get, [Fm] get, get, [F] get, [Cm] [Fm] get down
Get down, get down, [Cm] get down, [F] [Fm] get, get, [Ab] get, get, get, [Fm] get
All [Db] I really gotta say is [Fm] that
If that's how people gonna get [Bb] down
How we ever [Db] gonna get up?
[Fm] How we ever gonna get up if that's how we get down?
[F] Shame when [Fm] you really look at it
My folk against y'all folk
[Bb] But we all [Db] can't fold
[Fm] Somebody gotta make a change
[C] [N]
[Bb] [Ebm] Oh,
[Bb] [Gb] oh, [Bb] [C] oh.
[Bb] New York streets would kill us a walk like pistol [Fm] Pete and Pappy Mason
Gave the young boys admiration
Prince from Queens and [Bb] Fritz from [Fm] Harlem, street legends
The drugs kept the [Bb] hood from starving
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the [Fm] 70s
But there's a long list of high [Bb] profile [Fm] celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough [Bb] side of [Fm] things
Lobbed as kings, some died
[Bb] One guy, [Fm] one time, one day
He grasped me as [Bb] I'm about to [Fm] blast heat
40 side of Vernon, I [Bb] turn, well, he [C] asks me
What you up to?
The [Bb] cops gon' [Fm] bust you
I was a teen, drunk or a brute
[Bb] Stumbled, [Fm] I wondered if God sent him
Cause two [Bb] squad called [Fm] into the block
And looked at us, I ain't [Bb] flinched when they [Fm] watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror
[Bb] Brushed my [Fm] hair, staring out a young disciple
I [Bb] almost gave my [Fm] life to what the dice do
Yeah, man, [Bb] throwing them [Ebm] bones
Hoping my ace get his [Bb] case thrown
[Fm] This girl ain't wait for him
She [Bb] in the world [Fm] straight hoing
While he looking at [Bb] centerfolds
The [Fm] pretty girl showing they little cooch
[Bb] Gangsters don't [Fm] die, he's living proof
The DA who [Bb] tried him was [Fm] lying
The white dude killed his mother [Bb] during the [Fm] case
Hung jury, now the DA is [Bb] being replaced
[Fm] Pre-trial hearing is over, it's [Bb] real for the [Fm] soldier
Walks in the court room, the [Bb] look in his eyes [Fm] is wild
Triple homicider [Bb] sitting in the [Fm] back aisle
I wanna crack a smile when I [Bb] see him
Throw [Fm] up a fist for black power
Cause all we [Bb] want is his freedom
[Fm] He grabbed a court officer's gun and [Bb] started squeezing
[Fm] Then he grabbed the jug, screams out, nobody [Bb] leave it [Fm] Everybody!
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[F] [Fm] Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[F] [Fm]
[F] [Cm] [F] [Fm] Everybody!
Gangsta!
[F] [Cm] Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[Bb] [Fm] Gangsta!
[Bb] [Cm] [Bb] [Fm] Some niggas fuck their enemies in they [Bb] ass when they catch [Fm] em
Weird ass niggas who dangerous so [Bb] don't test em
[Fm] They make you disappear, this a year [Bb] that I won't [Fm] forget
Soul CDs, double platinum, [Bb] met [Fm] Morgz X
Southern niggas, independent [Bb] label, real [Fm] killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee [Bb] for years, now they [Fm] chillin
They had the coke game, sucked [Bb] it crazy
[Eb] Sold music out the trunk of they car, [G] that shit amazed me
Put me on the hair on blunts, cherm or something
Took [A] a puff, fuck the fuck, I turned and punched em
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga, try to play me
I left from around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school and raised me
New York gangstas, we loungin' out in LA, [Fm] see
A dude wrote my dog from [Cm] Pelican Bay
The letter say, Nas, I got your back, the fools don't play
[Fm] I rode with some trips down to a [Bb] Crenshaw [Fm] funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the whole responsible
The nigga still alive [Bb] in the [Fm] hospital
Midnight they crept in his room and [Bb] shot the doctor [Fm] too
See my cousins in the gang [Bb] thuggin' and [Fm] things
He plugged me with a dame who was half [Bb] Mexicano
[Fm] Gave the ass up, I'm a Mac Daddy [Bb] Soprano
She [Fm] passed me the indigo, but the [Bb] imbecile
Sitting [Fm] there with tippy toes, thought my eyes were [Bb] closed
[Fm] Openin' the hotel room door, the [Bb] little [Fm] goon's in
But I moved in the manor, [Bb] on some Jet [Fm] Li shit
I let the hammers blow, went [Bb] three kids
See, [Fm] honey thought I had something to do
With all the drama, cause I was with a crew
That had a people [Bb] killed, called [Fm] up my cousin
Told him I ain't fuckin' [Bb] with you, he [Fm] responded cool
But told me y'all hear [Bb] this, I'm [Fm] motherfuckin'
Get down, get down, get down, get down, [F] get, [Fm] get, get, [F] get, [Cm] [Fm] get down
Get down, get down, [Cm] get down, [F] [Fm] get, get, [Ab] get, get, get, [Fm] get
All [Db] I really gotta say is [Fm] that
If that's how people gonna get [Bb] down
How we ever [Db] gonna get up?
[Fm] How we ever gonna get up if that's how we get down?
[F] Shame when [Fm] you really look at it
My folk against y'all folk
[Bb] But we all [Db] can't fold
[Fm] Somebody gotta make a change
[C] [N]
Key:
Fm
Bb
F
Cm
C
Fm
Bb
F
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] He, he, he's done.
_ _ [Bb] _ [Ebm] Oh, _
[Bb] _ [Gb] oh, _ [Bb] [C] oh. _ _
[Bb] New York streets would kill us a walk like pistol [Fm] Pete and Pappy Mason
Gave the young boys admiration
Prince from Queens and [Bb] Fritz from [Fm] Harlem, street legends
The drugs kept the [Bb] hood from starving
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the [Fm] 70s
But there's a long list of high [Bb] profile [Fm] celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough [Bb] side of [Fm] things
Lobbed as kings, some died
[Bb] One guy, [Fm] one time, one day
He grasped me as [Bb] I'm about to [Fm] blast heat
40 side of Vernon, I [Bb] turn, well, he [C] asks me
What you up to?
The [Bb] cops gon' [Fm] bust you
I was a teen, drunk or a brute
[Bb] Stumbled, [Fm] I wondered if God sent him
Cause two [Bb] squad called [Fm] into the block
And looked at us, I ain't [Bb] flinched when they [Fm] watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror
[Bb] Brushed my [Fm] hair, staring out a young disciple
I [Bb] almost gave my [Fm] life to what the dice do
Yeah, man, [Bb] throwing them [Ebm] bones
Hoping my ace get his [Bb] case thrown
[Fm] This girl ain't wait for him
She [Bb] in the world [Fm] straight hoing
While he looking at [Bb] centerfolds
The [Fm] pretty girl showing they little cooch
[Bb] Gangsters don't [Fm] die, he's living proof
The DA who [Bb] tried him was [Fm] lying
The white dude killed his mother [Bb] during the [Fm] case
Hung jury, now the DA is [Bb] being replaced
[Fm] Pre-trial hearing is over, it's [Bb] real for the [Fm] soldier
Walks in the court room, the [Bb] look in his eyes [Fm] is wild
Triple homicider [Bb] sitting in the [Fm] back aisle
I wanna crack a smile when I [Bb] see him
Throw [Fm] up a fist for black power
Cause all we [Bb] want is his freedom
[Fm] He grabbed a court officer's gun and [Bb] started squeezing
[Fm] Then he grabbed the jug, screams out, nobody [Bb] leave it [Fm] Everybody!
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[F] _ [Fm] Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[F] _ [Fm] _ _ _
[F] _ [Cm] _ _ _ [F] [Fm] Everybody!
Gangsta! _
[F] _ [Cm] Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[Bb] _ [Fm] Gangsta! _
[Bb] _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] [Fm] Some niggas fuck their enemies in they [Bb] ass when they catch [Fm] em
Weird ass niggas who dangerous so [Bb] don't test em
[Fm] They make you disappear, this a year [Bb] that I won't [Fm] forget
Soul CDs, double platinum, [Bb] met [Fm] Morgz X
Southern niggas, independent [Bb] label, real [Fm] killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee [Bb] for years, now they [Fm] chillin
They had the coke game, sucked [Bb] it crazy
[Eb] Sold music out the trunk of they car, [G] that shit amazed me
Put me on the hair on blunts, cherm or something
Took [A] a puff, fuck the fuck, I turned and punched em
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga, try to play me
I left from around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school and raised me
New York gangstas, we loungin' out in LA, [Fm] see
A dude wrote my dog from [Cm] Pelican Bay
The letter say, Nas, I got your back, the fools don't play
[Fm] I rode with some trips down to a [Bb] Crenshaw [Fm] funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the whole responsible
The nigga still alive [Bb] in the [Fm] hospital
Midnight they crept in his room and [Bb] shot the doctor [Fm] too
See my cousins in the gang [Bb] thuggin' and [Fm] things
He plugged me with a dame who was half [Bb] Mexicano
[Fm] Gave the ass up, I'm a Mac Daddy [Bb] Soprano
She [Fm] passed me the indigo, but the [Bb] imbecile
Sitting [Fm] there with tippy toes, thought my eyes were [Bb] closed
[Fm] Openin' the hotel room door, the [Bb] little [Fm] goon's in
But I moved in the manor, [Bb] on some Jet [Fm] Li shit
I let the hammers blow, went [Bb] three kids
See, [Fm] honey thought I had something to do
With all the drama, cause I was with a crew
That had a people [Bb] killed, called [Fm] up my cousin
Told him I ain't fuckin' [Bb] with you, he [Fm] responded cool
But told me y'all hear [Bb] this, I'm [Fm] motherfuckin'
Get down, get down, get down, get down, [F] get, [Fm] get, get, [F] get, [Cm] _ _ [Fm] get down
Get down, get down, [Cm] get down, _ [F] _ [Fm] _ get, get, [Ab] get, get, get, _ [Fm] _ _ get
All [Db] I really gotta say is [Fm] that
If that's how people gonna get [Bb] down
How we ever [Db] gonna get up?
[Fm] How we ever gonna get up if that's how we get down?
[F] Shame when [Fm] you really look at it
My folk against y'all folk
[Bb] But we all [Db] can't fold
[Fm] Somebody gotta make a change
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ [Bb] _ [Ebm] Oh, _
[Bb] _ [Gb] oh, _ [Bb] [C] oh. _ _
[Bb] New York streets would kill us a walk like pistol [Fm] Pete and Pappy Mason
Gave the young boys admiration
Prince from Queens and [Bb] Fritz from [Fm] Harlem, street legends
The drugs kept the [Bb] hood from starving
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the [Fm] 70s
But there's a long list of high [Bb] profile [Fm] celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough [Bb] side of [Fm] things
Lobbed as kings, some died
[Bb] One guy, [Fm] one time, one day
He grasped me as [Bb] I'm about to [Fm] blast heat
40 side of Vernon, I [Bb] turn, well, he [C] asks me
What you up to?
The [Bb] cops gon' [Fm] bust you
I was a teen, drunk or a brute
[Bb] Stumbled, [Fm] I wondered if God sent him
Cause two [Bb] squad called [Fm] into the block
And looked at us, I ain't [Bb] flinched when they [Fm] watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror
[Bb] Brushed my [Fm] hair, staring out a young disciple
I [Bb] almost gave my [Fm] life to what the dice do
Yeah, man, [Bb] throwing them [Ebm] bones
Hoping my ace get his [Bb] case thrown
[Fm] This girl ain't wait for him
She [Bb] in the world [Fm] straight hoing
While he looking at [Bb] centerfolds
The [Fm] pretty girl showing they little cooch
[Bb] Gangsters don't [Fm] die, he's living proof
The DA who [Bb] tried him was [Fm] lying
The white dude killed his mother [Bb] during the [Fm] case
Hung jury, now the DA is [Bb] being replaced
[Fm] Pre-trial hearing is over, it's [Bb] real for the [Fm] soldier
Walks in the court room, the [Bb] look in his eyes [Fm] is wild
Triple homicider [Bb] sitting in the [Fm] back aisle
I wanna crack a smile when I [Bb] see him
Throw [Fm] up a fist for black power
Cause all we [Bb] want is his freedom
[Fm] He grabbed a court officer's gun and [Bb] started squeezing
[Fm] Then he grabbed the jug, screams out, nobody [Bb] leave it [Fm] Everybody!
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[F] _ [Fm] Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[F] _ [Fm] _ _ _
[F] _ [Cm] _ _ _ [F] [Fm] Everybody!
Gangsta! _
[F] _ [Cm] Gangsta!
Gangsta!
[Bb] _ [Fm] Gangsta! _
[Bb] _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] [Fm] Some niggas fuck their enemies in they [Bb] ass when they catch [Fm] em
Weird ass niggas who dangerous so [Bb] don't test em
[Fm] They make you disappear, this a year [Bb] that I won't [Fm] forget
Soul CDs, double platinum, [Bb] met [Fm] Morgz X
Southern niggas, independent [Bb] label, real [Fm] killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee [Bb] for years, now they [Fm] chillin
They had the coke game, sucked [Bb] it crazy
[Eb] Sold music out the trunk of they car, [G] that shit amazed me
Put me on the hair on blunts, cherm or something
Took [A] a puff, fuck the fuck, I turned and punched em
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga, try to play me
I left from around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school and raised me
New York gangstas, we loungin' out in LA, [Fm] see
A dude wrote my dog from [Cm] Pelican Bay
The letter say, Nas, I got your back, the fools don't play
[Fm] I rode with some trips down to a [Bb] Crenshaw [Fm] funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the whole responsible
The nigga still alive [Bb] in the [Fm] hospital
Midnight they crept in his room and [Bb] shot the doctor [Fm] too
See my cousins in the gang [Bb] thuggin' and [Fm] things
He plugged me with a dame who was half [Bb] Mexicano
[Fm] Gave the ass up, I'm a Mac Daddy [Bb] Soprano
She [Fm] passed me the indigo, but the [Bb] imbecile
Sitting [Fm] there with tippy toes, thought my eyes were [Bb] closed
[Fm] Openin' the hotel room door, the [Bb] little [Fm] goon's in
But I moved in the manor, [Bb] on some Jet [Fm] Li shit
I let the hammers blow, went [Bb] three kids
See, [Fm] honey thought I had something to do
With all the drama, cause I was with a crew
That had a people [Bb] killed, called [Fm] up my cousin
Told him I ain't fuckin' [Bb] with you, he [Fm] responded cool
But told me y'all hear [Bb] this, I'm [Fm] motherfuckin'
Get down, get down, get down, get down, [F] get, [Fm] get, get, [F] get, [Cm] _ _ [Fm] get down
Get down, get down, [Cm] get down, _ [F] _ [Fm] _ get, get, [Ab] get, get, get, _ [Fm] _ _ get
All [Db] I really gotta say is [Fm] that
If that's how people gonna get [Bb] down
How we ever [Db] gonna get up?
[Fm] How we ever gonna get up if that's how we get down?
[F] Shame when [Fm] you really look at it
My folk against y'all folk
[Bb] But we all [Db] can't fold
[Fm] Somebody gotta make a change
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _