Chords for Raekwon - Knowledge God (HD)

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90 bpm
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C

Cm

Am

F

B

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Raekwon - Knowledge God (HD) chords
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[E] [B] [C]
[C#]
[C] [Bm] [C#]
[C]
[C#m] [Bm] [C]
[C#]
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So you let my shit go I count to 3 [B] though know what I'm saying
[Cm] Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks Club nights we snatch links
[Am] Politic, Africans and Chinks [Cm] Wild world of sport niggas
Snort [C] coke by the seconds Niggas projects [Am] filled with fiends and [Cm] jeckin
RB, the guard team all great In upstate, cousin Rick
[Am] Almost got hit with [Cm] 14 Chill Paw, the guard'll be your [B] star
When you come home, light boons and [C] let you rock my 3G store
[Cm] So sih cousin, yo I was workin' Caps, I'm terkin'
[Cm] In [C] uptown, these niggas acting like they [C] hurting
Geeks, 24, brick
Colombians be on some bullshit
[Am] That's why Bobby got hit
[Cm] Stay tuned, word up
I hope to [C] see you in June
By the way, I seen your [Am] bitch
She was up in this [Cm] cat's room
Skied up, weave the fuck up
[D] The top of the hook look beat up
With [Am] two crack fiends hugging your [Cm] seat up
I took care of that, though
[C] But don't worry about it
I got your [Am] back, though
[C] Why's my niggas always yelling that bro shit?
Let's get [Am] money, son
Now you on this [C] slow shit Chill, girl
Yo, the sun don't chill a lot
What's the [Cm] name's mathematics, son?
I fly like cash, man
Last year, my team caught bodies in Grasmere
[Am] Hit a store owner named [Cm] Michael Avona Italiano
[Bm] Slanted eye, banging the fat Milano
[Am] Selling coke right out the [Cm] bottle sometime
A nigga bought nines to test for mines
Crazy [Am] piece buying keys in Greece
[Cm] Was a rich nigga
Picture the [C] nigga without dope figures
Condo with his chick rocking the [Cm] gold vicar
Mafia flicks, [C] tying up chicks
[F] Teaching his seed, blue-tang [C] karate
Mixing drinks in clubs
Every chest with many minks
[Am] Nighttime, rolling with snakes
[Cm] Extra live, he claimed he couldn't die
Top rank, 16 [F] shots in his fist
Step, [Cm] step, piranha
He [D] named the marijuana smoking [Am] concha
Falling as weed by Zandra
[Cm] Claiming New York was ancient Babylon
Where the sky stayed the [Am] color of gray
Like [Cm] heron, I can't front, though
Jump low to end, though
Soon to blow slow
His ass is out now, Italian
Why's my niggas always [C] yelling that bro shit?
Let's get [Am] money, son, now you wanna [G#] smoke shit
Chill, girl, yo, the son don't chill a lot
What's [A] today's mathematics, son?
Knowledge drop
[C] Why's my niggas always yelling that bro shit?
Let's get [Am] money, son, now you wanna [C] smoke shit
Chill, girl, yo, the son don't chill a lot
What's [A] today's mathematics, son?
[Cm] Knowledge drop
[C] [F] [Cm]
[C] [A] [C]
Why's my niggas always yelling that bro shit?
Let's get money, son, now you wanna smoke shit
Chill, girl, yo, the [C#] son don't chill a lot
What's [B] today's mathematics, son?
[C] Knowledge drop
[F] [C]
Yeah, uh-huh, [Am] Miami niggas
Word [Cm] up, show them love
Yeah, yeah, [Am] yeah
[Cm] Word up, London [C] Yo, man
[Am] [Cm] [C] [Am] [Cm]
[C] [Am] [C]
[Am] [Cm]
[Am] [Cm]
[F] [D]
[C]
Key:  
C
3211
Cm
13421113
Am
2311
F
134211111
B
12341112
C
3211
Cm
13421113
Am
2311
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So you let my shit go I count to 3 [B] though know what I'm saying
[Cm] Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks Club nights we snatch links
[Am] Politic, Africans and Chinks [Cm] Wild world of sport niggas
Snort [C] coke by the seconds Niggas projects [Am] filled with fiends and [Cm] jeckin
RB, the guard team all great In upstate, cousin Rick
[Am] Almost got hit with [Cm] 14 Chill Paw, the guard'll be your [B] star
When you come home, light boons and [C] let you rock my 3G store
[Cm] So sih cousin, yo I was workin' Caps, I'm terkin'
[Cm] In [C] uptown, these niggas acting like they [C] hurting
Geeks, 24, brick
Colombians be on some bullshit
[Am] That's why Bobby got hit
[Cm] Stay tuned, word up
I hope to [C] see you in June
By the way, I seen your [Am] bitch
She was up in this [Cm] cat's room
Skied up, weave the fuck up
[D] The top of the hook look beat up
With [Am] two crack fiends hugging your [Cm] seat up
I took care of that, though
[C] But don't worry about it
I got your [Am] back, though _
[C] Why's my niggas always yelling that bro shit?
Let's get [Am] money, son
Now you on this [C] slow shit Chill, girl
Yo, the sun don't chill a lot
What's the [Cm] name's mathematics, son?
I fly like cash, man
Last year, my team caught bodies in Grasmere
[Am] Hit a store owner named [Cm] Michael Avona Italiano
[Bm] Slanted eye, banging the fat Milano
[Am] Selling coke right out the [Cm] bottle sometime
A nigga bought nines to test for mines
Crazy [Am] piece buying keys in Greece
[Cm] Was a rich nigga
Picture the [C] nigga without dope figures
Condo with his chick rocking the [Cm] gold vicar
Mafia flicks, [C] tying up chicks
_ [F] Teaching his seed, blue-tang [C] karate
Mixing drinks in clubs
Every chest with many minks
[Am] Nighttime, rolling with snakes
[Cm] Extra live, he claimed he couldn't die
Top rank, 16 [F] shots in his fist
Step, [Cm] step, piranha
He [D] named the marijuana smoking [Am] concha
Falling as weed by Zandra
[Cm] Claiming New York was ancient Babylon
Where the sky stayed the [Am] color of gray
Like [Cm] heron, I can't front, though
Jump low to end, though
Soon to blow slow
His ass is out now, Italian
Why's my niggas always [C] yelling that bro shit?
Let's get [Am] money, son, now you wanna [G#] smoke shit
Chill, girl, yo, the son don't chill a lot
What's [A] today's mathematics, son?
Knowledge drop
[C] Why's my niggas always yelling that bro shit?
Let's get [Am] money, son, now you wanna [C] smoke shit
Chill, girl, yo, the son don't chill a lot
What's [A] today's mathematics, son?
[Cm] Knowledge drop
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Why's my niggas always yelling that bro shit?
Let's get money, son, now you wanna smoke shit
Chill, girl, yo, the [C#] son don't chill a lot
What's [B] today's mathematics, son?
[C] Knowledge drop
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Yeah, uh-huh, [Am] Miami niggas
Word [Cm] up, show them love
_ Yeah, yeah, [Am] yeah
[Cm] Word up, London [C] Yo, man
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