Chords for Rado - Battlefield
Tempo:
98.625 bpm
Chords used:
G
Gm
Em
D
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] Everybody, everybody get [Em] your good on.
Everybody get your jugs on.
Everybody, [G] everybody get [F] your good on.
What?
[Em] Everybody get your [E] jugs on.
[Gm] Snowy's on the beat.
Snowy's on the beat.
Where'd you find it?
In the motherfucking [D] motherfucker.
Rapping with the mob, because that's all I know.
That's all I know.
Y'all ain't really with the shit.
What you lying for?
What you lying for?
Ten bulls, you can catch me at A's lotto.
A's lotto.
Big bottle with Remy.
Fuck your Moscato.
Riding with your bitch, smoking in your whip If you ever found out, you would fucking flip
Catch a flight to Boston, then I fucking bit Somebody tell that hoe who she fucking with
Stone City ride, though I'm from the deep, bitch Sui on the beat, this a hit, bitch
Got a hoe and not the quali on her birthday Red Gucci on my belt, I ain't no Northay
Smoking on the Pineapple Express Going up the mob like I'm from the West
Banger on my hips and my pine nut hips Thirty on the thirty and I'm fucking clips
[Gm] Sui on the beat, Sui on the feel Welcome to the jiggle-lation, shit [G] get real
Every man for they self in this battlefield Got a banger on my waist, [Gm] that's just how I feel
Sui on the beat, Sui on the feel Welcome to the jiggle-lation, shit get real
Every man for they self in this [G] battlefield Got a banger on my [Eb] waist, that's just how I feel
You ain't talking bout no money, keep it [D] to you self Shady mob niggas trickle all about they wealth
Stewie Fiends where you at bro let's shoot a movie
Hit up Young Chop bro come smooth me
Philly switch your back we'll roll up the pack
Hit up Oxyon I need a 50 sack
My nigga Mackey he a fool like the rest of us
He never let you suck and get the best of us
I'ma keep it 100 till I'm in the box
Off of Molly but I'm finna pop a moon rock
Everybody for they self in this battlefield
Fendi call a sipper surf out in Brookfield
Why the fuck you drive a Mara if you don't swing that shit
What you doing with that hoe if you don't sell that bitch
Banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Just that shitty mob shit now you know the deal
[Gm] Stewie on the beat Stewie on the feel
Welcome to the jiggle-ation shit get real
Every man for they self in this battlefield
Got a banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Stewie on the beat Stewie on the feel
Welcome to the jiggle-ation shit get [G] real
Every man for they self in this battlefield
Got a banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Everybody get your jugs on.
Everybody, [G] everybody get [F] your good on.
What?
[Em] Everybody get your [E] jugs on.
[Gm] Snowy's on the beat.
Snowy's on the beat.
Where'd you find it?
In the motherfucking [D] motherfucker.
Rapping with the mob, because that's all I know.
That's all I know.
Y'all ain't really with the shit.
What you lying for?
What you lying for?
Ten bulls, you can catch me at A's lotto.
A's lotto.
Big bottle with Remy.
Fuck your Moscato.
Riding with your bitch, smoking in your whip If you ever found out, you would fucking flip
Catch a flight to Boston, then I fucking bit Somebody tell that hoe who she fucking with
Stone City ride, though I'm from the deep, bitch Sui on the beat, this a hit, bitch
Got a hoe and not the quali on her birthday Red Gucci on my belt, I ain't no Northay
Smoking on the Pineapple Express Going up the mob like I'm from the West
Banger on my hips and my pine nut hips Thirty on the thirty and I'm fucking clips
[Gm] Sui on the beat, Sui on the feel Welcome to the jiggle-lation, shit [G] get real
Every man for they self in this battlefield Got a banger on my waist, [Gm] that's just how I feel
Sui on the beat, Sui on the feel Welcome to the jiggle-lation, shit get real
Every man for they self in this [G] battlefield Got a banger on my [Eb] waist, that's just how I feel
You ain't talking bout no money, keep it [D] to you self Shady mob niggas trickle all about they wealth
Stewie Fiends where you at bro let's shoot a movie
Hit up Young Chop bro come smooth me
Philly switch your back we'll roll up the pack
Hit up Oxyon I need a 50 sack
My nigga Mackey he a fool like the rest of us
He never let you suck and get the best of us
I'ma keep it 100 till I'm in the box
Off of Molly but I'm finna pop a moon rock
Everybody for they self in this battlefield
Fendi call a sipper surf out in Brookfield
Why the fuck you drive a Mara if you don't swing that shit
What you doing with that hoe if you don't sell that bitch
Banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Just that shitty mob shit now you know the deal
[Gm] Stewie on the beat Stewie on the feel
Welcome to the jiggle-ation shit get real
Every man for they self in this battlefield
Got a banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Stewie on the beat Stewie on the feel
Welcome to the jiggle-ation shit get [G] real
Every man for they self in this battlefield
Got a banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Key:
G
Gm
Em
D
C
G
Gm
Em
[C] Everybody, everybody get [Em] your good on.
Everybody get your jugs on.
Everybody, [G] everybody get [F] your good on.
What?
[Em] Everybody get your [E] jugs on. _
[Gm] Snowy's on the beat. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Snowy's on the _ _ _ _ beat.
Where'd you _ find it?
In the motherfucking [D] motherfucker.
Rapping with the mob, because that's all I know.
That's all I know.
Y'all ain't really with the shit.
What you lying for?
What you lying for?
Ten bulls, you can catch me at A's lotto.
A's lotto.
Big bottle with Remy.
Fuck your Moscato.
Riding with your bitch, smoking in your whip If you ever found out, you would fucking flip
Catch a flight to Boston, then I fucking bit Somebody tell that hoe who she fucking with
Stone City ride, though I'm from the deep, bitch Sui on the beat, this a hit, bitch
Got a hoe and not the quali on her birthday Red Gucci on my belt, I ain't no Northay
Smoking on the Pineapple Express Going up the mob like I'm from the West
Banger on my hips and my pine nut hips Thirty on the thirty and I'm fucking clips
[Gm] Sui on the beat, Sui on the feel Welcome to the jiggle-lation, shit [G] get real
Every man for they self in this battlefield Got a banger on my waist, [Gm] that's just how I feel
Sui on the beat, Sui on the feel Welcome to the jiggle-lation, shit get real
Every man for they self in this [G] battlefield Got a banger on my [Eb] waist, that's just how I feel
You ain't talking bout no money, keep it [D] to you self Shady mob niggas trickle all about they wealth
Stewie Fiends where you at bro let's shoot a movie
Hit up Young Chop bro come smooth me
Philly switch your back we'll roll up the pack
Hit up Oxyon I need a 50 sack
My nigga Mackey he a fool like the rest of us
He never let you suck and get the best of us
I'ma keep it 100 till I'm in the box
Off of Molly but I'm finna pop a moon rock
Everybody for they self in this battlefield
Fendi call a sipper surf out in Brookfield
Why the fuck you drive a Mara if you don't swing that shit
What you doing with that hoe if you don't sell that bitch
Banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Just that shitty mob shit now you know the deal
[Gm] Stewie on the beat Stewie on the feel
Welcome to the jiggle-ation shit get real
Every man for they self in this battlefield
Got a banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Stewie on the beat Stewie on the feel
Welcome to the jiggle-ation shit get [G] real
Every man for they self in this battlefield
Got a banger on my waist that's just how I feel _ _
Everybody get your jugs on.
Everybody, [G] everybody get [F] your good on.
What?
[Em] Everybody get your [E] jugs on. _
[Gm] Snowy's on the beat. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Snowy's on the _ _ _ _ beat.
Where'd you _ find it?
In the motherfucking [D] motherfucker.
Rapping with the mob, because that's all I know.
That's all I know.
Y'all ain't really with the shit.
What you lying for?
What you lying for?
Ten bulls, you can catch me at A's lotto.
A's lotto.
Big bottle with Remy.
Fuck your Moscato.
Riding with your bitch, smoking in your whip If you ever found out, you would fucking flip
Catch a flight to Boston, then I fucking bit Somebody tell that hoe who she fucking with
Stone City ride, though I'm from the deep, bitch Sui on the beat, this a hit, bitch
Got a hoe and not the quali on her birthday Red Gucci on my belt, I ain't no Northay
Smoking on the Pineapple Express Going up the mob like I'm from the West
Banger on my hips and my pine nut hips Thirty on the thirty and I'm fucking clips
[Gm] Sui on the beat, Sui on the feel Welcome to the jiggle-lation, shit [G] get real
Every man for they self in this battlefield Got a banger on my waist, [Gm] that's just how I feel
Sui on the beat, Sui on the feel Welcome to the jiggle-lation, shit get real
Every man for they self in this [G] battlefield Got a banger on my [Eb] waist, that's just how I feel
You ain't talking bout no money, keep it [D] to you self Shady mob niggas trickle all about they wealth
Stewie Fiends where you at bro let's shoot a movie
Hit up Young Chop bro come smooth me
Philly switch your back we'll roll up the pack
Hit up Oxyon I need a 50 sack
My nigga Mackey he a fool like the rest of us
He never let you suck and get the best of us
I'ma keep it 100 till I'm in the box
Off of Molly but I'm finna pop a moon rock
Everybody for they self in this battlefield
Fendi call a sipper surf out in Brookfield
Why the fuck you drive a Mara if you don't swing that shit
What you doing with that hoe if you don't sell that bitch
Banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Just that shitty mob shit now you know the deal
[Gm] Stewie on the beat Stewie on the feel
Welcome to the jiggle-ation shit get real
Every man for they self in this battlefield
Got a banger on my waist that's just how I feel
Stewie on the beat Stewie on the feel
Welcome to the jiggle-ation shit get [G] real
Every man for they self in this battlefield
Got a banger on my waist that's just how I feel _ _