Chords for Real Boston Richey ft. Future - Bullseye 2 (Official Video)
Tempo:
106.55 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
E
B
Ebm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
If Drew didn't film it, then it ain't filmed right.
[B] [Ebm]
[E]
[Ebm]
[E] [Ebm]
[Bb] [B] [Ebm]
[Bb] [B] Fuck around, I'm not strong, but doing too much, I done, I broke the bed.
[Eb] I don't gotta have no comeback, I don't argue, fuck him, kill him [E] dead.
Fuck it, buy his bitch a wig, fuck his bitch, I love [Eb] to see it.
I've been on this shit since I was a kid, all this shit I did.
[E] All my assholes still ain't on [Gm] shit, keep them out my [Eb] mix.
I don't need to be trying to connect hoes with this motion [E] shit.
Know the police standing next, those still getting them bubbles in.
[Eb] How you know I'm playing connect?
Fuck, I ain't with that playing [E] shit.
Can't afford to rip, we pulling through, uh-uh, dirty sticks.
[Eb] Cooking up motion, shoot my shot, I got a Curry [B] Riz.
Gotta keep it cold, she can't do too [Eb] much, these fuckers are snitch.
Sarah Christopher's like the hell's in the hell's [B] not.
All that fucking with her ass, so get your ass, slide [Eb] right out.
Pull up in the Benz, she say that she wanna [E] know me not.
Fuck it, spin the Benz, pop his [Eb] ass and call the Bulls out.
Sarah Christopher's like the hell's in the hell's not.
All that fucking with her [Ebm] ass, so get your ass, [Eb] slide right out.
Pull up in the Benz, she say that she wanna [E] know me not.
Fuck it, spin the Benz, pop [Ebm] his ass and call the [Eb] Bulls out.
We been chained, kids drunk, all my little niggas never [E] spin us.
All them all my gang members, AP with my man, [Eb] pull up.
One of my outfits, Lisa Key, they're not touching a half [F] of me.
If my nigga wasn't [Gb] jiggle, I'm the type go [Eb] after B.
And I still smash on C, I got two [B] fifths on me.
Like the quarterback on cheat, I'm in the field, I don't know cleat.
Bringing this field by the [Bb] P, go up straight, but don't get sleep.
I'm on pills and on [Eb] gigs, but this money got me sweet.
Turning big, girl, the freak, she ain't with me, she with the [B] street.
Call two thousand, just a [Eb] bus, nothing to hurt me.
Swing my chain to a hundred thousand, one of my rings will cause [B] a house.
Feel my bitch can't live without him, [Eb] dredge can't slime him out.
Ball chain a hundred thousand, rented up in public [E] housing.
Niggas pussy run the rouse, fuck when we don't fuck [Ebm] without me.
Hula hoop [Eb] ass nigga, got slide off and trying to go around me.
[E] Know I get a nigga head touch right now, ain't gotta be around me.
Boot [Eb] it up, I don't take no med, I be on that drink [E] instead.
Far out on that scrawl, back into my gut, then I broke the bed.
[Eb] I don't gotta have no comeback, I don't argue, fucking kill him [E] dead.
Fuck it, bye, bitch, you're weird.
Fuck this bitch, I love to see it.
[Eb] [E]
[Eb] [E]
[Gb] [N]
[B] [Ebm]
[E]
[Ebm]
[E] [Ebm]
[Bb] [B] [Ebm]
[Bb] [B] Fuck around, I'm not strong, but doing too much, I done, I broke the bed.
[Eb] I don't gotta have no comeback, I don't argue, fuck him, kill him [E] dead.
Fuck it, buy his bitch a wig, fuck his bitch, I love [Eb] to see it.
I've been on this shit since I was a kid, all this shit I did.
[E] All my assholes still ain't on [Gm] shit, keep them out my [Eb] mix.
I don't need to be trying to connect hoes with this motion [E] shit.
Know the police standing next, those still getting them bubbles in.
[Eb] How you know I'm playing connect?
Fuck, I ain't with that playing [E] shit.
Can't afford to rip, we pulling through, uh-uh, dirty sticks.
[Eb] Cooking up motion, shoot my shot, I got a Curry [B] Riz.
Gotta keep it cold, she can't do too [Eb] much, these fuckers are snitch.
Sarah Christopher's like the hell's in the hell's [B] not.
All that fucking with her ass, so get your ass, slide [Eb] right out.
Pull up in the Benz, she say that she wanna [E] know me not.
Fuck it, spin the Benz, pop his [Eb] ass and call the Bulls out.
Sarah Christopher's like the hell's in the hell's not.
All that fucking with her [Ebm] ass, so get your ass, [Eb] slide right out.
Pull up in the Benz, she say that she wanna [E] know me not.
Fuck it, spin the Benz, pop [Ebm] his ass and call the [Eb] Bulls out.
We been chained, kids drunk, all my little niggas never [E] spin us.
All them all my gang members, AP with my man, [Eb] pull up.
One of my outfits, Lisa Key, they're not touching a half [F] of me.
If my nigga wasn't [Gb] jiggle, I'm the type go [Eb] after B.
And I still smash on C, I got two [B] fifths on me.
Like the quarterback on cheat, I'm in the field, I don't know cleat.
Bringing this field by the [Bb] P, go up straight, but don't get sleep.
I'm on pills and on [Eb] gigs, but this money got me sweet.
Turning big, girl, the freak, she ain't with me, she with the [B] street.
Call two thousand, just a [Eb] bus, nothing to hurt me.
Swing my chain to a hundred thousand, one of my rings will cause [B] a house.
Feel my bitch can't live without him, [Eb] dredge can't slime him out.
Ball chain a hundred thousand, rented up in public [E] housing.
Niggas pussy run the rouse, fuck when we don't fuck [Ebm] without me.
Hula hoop [Eb] ass nigga, got slide off and trying to go around me.
[E] Know I get a nigga head touch right now, ain't gotta be around me.
Boot [Eb] it up, I don't take no med, I be on that drink [E] instead.
Far out on that scrawl, back into my gut, then I broke the bed.
[Eb] I don't gotta have no comeback, I don't argue, fucking kill him [E] dead.
Fuck it, bye, bitch, you're weird.
Fuck this bitch, I love to see it.
[Eb] [E]
[Eb] [E]
[Gb] [N]
Key:
Eb
E
B
Ebm
Bb
Eb
E
B
If Drew didn't film it, then it ain't filmed right. _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
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_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [B] Fuck around, I'm not strong, but doing too much, I done, I broke the bed.
[Eb] I don't gotta have no comeback, I don't argue, fuck him, kill him [E] dead.
Fuck it, buy his bitch a wig, fuck his bitch, I love [Eb] to see it.
I've been on this shit since I was a kid, all this shit I did.
[E] All my assholes still ain't on [Gm] shit, keep them out my [Eb] mix.
I don't need to be trying to connect hoes with this motion [E] shit.
Know the police standing next, those still getting them bubbles in.
[Eb] How you know I'm playing connect?
Fuck, I ain't with that playing [E] shit.
Can't afford to rip, we pulling through, uh-uh, dirty sticks.
[Eb] Cooking up motion, shoot my shot, I got a Curry [B] Riz.
Gotta keep it cold, she can't do too [Eb] much, these fuckers are snitch.
Sarah Christopher's like the hell's in the hell's [B] not.
All that fucking with her ass, so get your ass, slide [Eb] right out.
Pull up in the Benz, she say that she wanna [E] know me not.
Fuck it, spin the Benz, pop his [Eb] ass and call the Bulls out.
Sarah Christopher's like the hell's in the hell's not.
All that fucking with her [Ebm] ass, so get your ass, [Eb] slide right out.
Pull up in the Benz, she say that she wanna [E] know me not.
Fuck it, spin the Benz, pop [Ebm] his ass and call the [Eb] Bulls out.
We been chained, kids drunk, all my little niggas never [E] spin us.
All them all my gang members, AP with my man, [Eb] pull up.
One of my outfits, Lisa Key, they're not touching a half [F] of me.
If my nigga wasn't [Gb] jiggle, I'm the type go [Eb] after B.
And I still smash on C, I got two [B] fifths on me.
Like the quarterback on cheat, I'm in the field, I don't know cleat.
Bringing this field by the [Bb] P, go up straight, but don't get sleep.
I'm on pills and on [Eb] gigs, but this money got me sweet.
Turning big, girl, the freak, she ain't with me, she with the [B] street.
Call two thousand, just a [Eb] bus, nothing to hurt me.
Swing my chain to a hundred thousand, one of my rings will cause [B] a house.
Feel my bitch can't live without him, [Eb] dredge can't slime him out.
Ball chain a hundred thousand, rented up in public [E] housing.
Niggas pussy run the rouse, fuck when we don't fuck [Ebm] without me.
Hula hoop [Eb] ass nigga, got slide off and trying to go around me.
[E] Know I get a nigga head touch right now, ain't gotta be around me.
Boot [Eb] it up, I don't take no med, I be on that drink [E] instead.
Far out on that scrawl, back into my gut, then I broke the bed.
[Eb] I don't gotta have no comeback, I don't argue, fucking kill him [E] dead.
Fuck it, bye, bitch, you're weird.
Fuck this bitch, I love to see it.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [B] Fuck around, I'm not strong, but doing too much, I done, I broke the bed.
[Eb] I don't gotta have no comeback, I don't argue, fuck him, kill him [E] dead.
Fuck it, buy his bitch a wig, fuck his bitch, I love [Eb] to see it.
I've been on this shit since I was a kid, all this shit I did.
[E] All my assholes still ain't on [Gm] shit, keep them out my [Eb] mix.
I don't need to be trying to connect hoes with this motion [E] shit.
Know the police standing next, those still getting them bubbles in.
[Eb] How you know I'm playing connect?
Fuck, I ain't with that playing [E] shit.
Can't afford to rip, we pulling through, uh-uh, dirty sticks.
[Eb] Cooking up motion, shoot my shot, I got a Curry [B] Riz.
Gotta keep it cold, she can't do too [Eb] much, these fuckers are snitch.
Sarah Christopher's like the hell's in the hell's [B] not.
All that fucking with her ass, so get your ass, slide [Eb] right out.
Pull up in the Benz, she say that she wanna [E] know me not.
Fuck it, spin the Benz, pop his [Eb] ass and call the Bulls out.
Sarah Christopher's like the hell's in the hell's not.
All that fucking with her [Ebm] ass, so get your ass, [Eb] slide right out.
Pull up in the Benz, she say that she wanna [E] know me not.
Fuck it, spin the Benz, pop [Ebm] his ass and call the [Eb] Bulls out.
We been chained, kids drunk, all my little niggas never [E] spin us.
All them all my gang members, AP with my man, [Eb] pull up.
One of my outfits, Lisa Key, they're not touching a half [F] of me.
If my nigga wasn't [Gb] jiggle, I'm the type go [Eb] after B.
And I still smash on C, I got two [B] fifths on me.
Like the quarterback on cheat, I'm in the field, I don't know cleat.
Bringing this field by the [Bb] P, go up straight, but don't get sleep.
I'm on pills and on [Eb] gigs, but this money got me sweet.
Turning big, girl, the freak, she ain't with me, she with the [B] street.
Call two thousand, just a [Eb] bus, nothing to hurt me.
Swing my chain to a hundred thousand, one of my rings will cause [B] a house.
Feel my bitch can't live without him, [Eb] dredge can't slime him out.
Ball chain a hundred thousand, rented up in public [E] housing.
Niggas pussy run the rouse, fuck when we don't fuck [Ebm] without me.
Hula hoop [Eb] ass nigga, got slide off and trying to go around me.
[E] Know I get a nigga head touch right now, ain't gotta be around me.
Boot [Eb] it up, I don't take no med, I be on that drink [E] instead.
Far out on that scrawl, back into my gut, then I broke the bed.
[Eb] I don't gotta have no comeback, I don't argue, fucking kill him [E] dead.
Fuck it, bye, bitch, you're weird.
Fuck this bitch, I love to see it.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _