Chords for Roc Marciano - Richard Gear (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
64.3 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
Bb
F
D
Bbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Same with your homies, no name niggas
[Bb]
[Cm] Bad bitch
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
No name niggas
No, same with [Bb] you bitches
No [Cm] name niggas
Same with your homies Bad bitch
You know the way it go
How it go nigga
We close, close bitch Uh huh
[F] [D] You know the [Cm] way it go
You know the way it go
God bless my soul, I'm a sinner
I'm a sinner nigga
The path of righteousness [Bb] is thinner
[Cm] I was beaten with many stripes
Far more than I'd like to remember
My life was like a wild adventure
Cops tried to pinch us
Niggas piled up in my mama's Sentra
I had the nine with [Bb] the condenser
[Cm] Your tee go from white to magenta
When them shots enter
Hit you and left your body bent up
You know the chain of command
If it's for dollars then we can probably link up
But otherwise [Bbm] it's unlikely my [Cm] nigga
Not to be taken lightly
I'm a silent killer
Do me a solid
Come suck what's behind the zipper
I steer the ship, my arm the skipper
I don't fish, I'm more God fishin'
[Bb] But just a bit richer
[Cm] There's no magician that can trick us
No roots, no chickens
Cause spookers we ain't superstitious
I'm with your bitch in the booth
In the roof, criss-kissin'
We slid in the [Bb] back door
Walk through [Cm] the kitchen
Ass so fat, this shit had me trippin'
Like trying to stick raw stricklin'
My aura glistened
I shot the ball with the stick from long distance
And went off the grid to chill
[Bb] Just like a baller with [Cm] a torn meniscus
I still never slip with all this water drippin'
Knocked the game up
It was more than just morning sickness
I hit the floor to beg for the lost forgiveness
I done lost my discipline, I'm [Bb] tempted
[Cm] Listen kid, I'm still on that pimp shit
My shooters like Latin birdie
From Port-au-Prince, he not from French lick
This shit is intrinsic
My niggas kill, that's how we build friendships
Till then your [F] membership's pending
Peggy Rick with the diamond pendant
Swingin'
[Gb] I'm in the European speedin' [Cm] up in town lending
[Bb]
[Cm]
[Bb]
[Cm]
[Bb]
[Cm] I know you want it, I know you want it
You know the way it go
Money calls you [Bb] close, so the [Cm] way it go
Pimp stay low, the way it go
Boy
[Bb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Bb]
[Cm] Bad bitch
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
No name niggas
No, same with [Bb] you bitches
No [Cm] name niggas
Same with your homies Bad bitch
You know the way it go
How it go nigga
We close, close bitch Uh huh
[F] [D] You know the [Cm] way it go
You know the way it go
God bless my soul, I'm a sinner
I'm a sinner nigga
The path of righteousness [Bb] is thinner
[Cm] I was beaten with many stripes
Far more than I'd like to remember
My life was like a wild adventure
Cops tried to pinch us
Niggas piled up in my mama's Sentra
I had the nine with [Bb] the condenser
[Cm] Your tee go from white to magenta
When them shots enter
Hit you and left your body bent up
You know the chain of command
If it's for dollars then we can probably link up
But otherwise [Bbm] it's unlikely my [Cm] nigga
Not to be taken lightly
I'm a silent killer
Do me a solid
Come suck what's behind the zipper
I steer the ship, my arm the skipper
I don't fish, I'm more God fishin'
[Bb] But just a bit richer
[Cm] There's no magician that can trick us
No roots, no chickens
Cause spookers we ain't superstitious
I'm with your bitch in the booth
In the roof, criss-kissin'
We slid in the [Bb] back door
Walk through [Cm] the kitchen
Ass so fat, this shit had me trippin'
Like trying to stick raw stricklin'
My aura glistened
I shot the ball with the stick from long distance
And went off the grid to chill
[Bb] Just like a baller with [Cm] a torn meniscus
I still never slip with all this water drippin'
Knocked the game up
It was more than just morning sickness
I hit the floor to beg for the lost forgiveness
I done lost my discipline, I'm [Bb] tempted
[Cm] Listen kid, I'm still on that pimp shit
My shooters like Latin birdie
From Port-au-Prince, he not from French lick
This shit is intrinsic
My niggas kill, that's how we build friendships
Till then your [F] membership's pending
Peggy Rick with the diamond pendant
Swingin'
[Gb] I'm in the European speedin' [Cm] up in town lending
[Bb]
[Cm]
[Bb]
[Cm]
[Bb]
[Cm] I know you want it, I know you want it
You know the way it go
Money calls you [Bb] close, so the [Cm] way it go
Pimp stay low, the way it go
Boy
[Bb] [Cm]
[Bb]
Key:
Cm
Bb
F
D
Bbm
Cm
Bb
F
Same with your homies, no name niggas
_ [Bb]
[Cm] Bad bitch
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
No name niggas
No, same with [Bb] you bitches
No [Cm] name niggas
Same with your homies Bad bitch
You know the way it go
How it go nigga
We close, close bitch Uh huh
_ [F] _ [D] _ You know the [Cm] way it go
You know the way it go
God bless my soul, I'm a sinner
I'm a sinner nigga
The path of righteousness [Bb] is thinner
[Cm] I was beaten with many stripes
Far more than I'd like to remember
My life was like a wild adventure
Cops tried to pinch us
Niggas piled up in my mama's Sentra
I had the nine with [Bb] the condenser
[Cm] Your tee go from white to magenta
When them shots enter
Hit you and left your body bent up
You know the chain of command
If it's for dollars then we can probably link up
But otherwise [Bbm] it's unlikely my [Cm] nigga
Not to be taken lightly
I'm a silent killer
Do me a solid
Come suck what's behind the zipper
I steer the ship, my arm the skipper
I don't fish, I'm more God fishin'
[Bb] But just a bit richer
[Cm] There's no magician that can trick us
No roots, no chickens
Cause spookers we ain't superstitious
I'm with your bitch in the booth
In the roof, criss-kissin'
We slid in the [Bb] back door
Walk through [Cm] the kitchen
Ass so fat, this shit had me trippin'
Like trying to stick raw stricklin'
My aura glistened
I shot the ball with the stick from long distance
And went off the grid to chill
[Bb] Just like a baller with [Cm] a torn meniscus
I still never slip with all this water drippin'
Knocked the game up
It was more than just morning sickness
I hit the floor to beg for the lost forgiveness
I done lost my discipline, I'm [Bb] tempted
[Cm] Listen kid, I'm still on that pimp shit
My shooters like Latin birdie
From Port-au-Prince, he not from French lick
This shit is intrinsic
My niggas kill, that's how we build friendships
Till then your [F] membership's pending
Peggy Rick with the diamond pendant
Swingin'
[Gb] I'm in the European speedin' [Cm] up in town lending
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Cm] _ I know you want it, I know you want it
You know the way it go
_ Money calls you [Bb] close, so the [Cm] way it go
_ _ Pimp stay low, the way it go
Boy
_ _ [Bb] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Bb]
[Cm] Bad bitch
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
Same with your homies
No name niggas
No, same with [Bb] you bitches
No [Cm] name niggas
Same with your homies Bad bitch
You know the way it go
How it go nigga
We close, close bitch Uh huh
_ [F] _ [D] _ You know the [Cm] way it go
You know the way it go
God bless my soul, I'm a sinner
I'm a sinner nigga
The path of righteousness [Bb] is thinner
[Cm] I was beaten with many stripes
Far more than I'd like to remember
My life was like a wild adventure
Cops tried to pinch us
Niggas piled up in my mama's Sentra
I had the nine with [Bb] the condenser
[Cm] Your tee go from white to magenta
When them shots enter
Hit you and left your body bent up
You know the chain of command
If it's for dollars then we can probably link up
But otherwise [Bbm] it's unlikely my [Cm] nigga
Not to be taken lightly
I'm a silent killer
Do me a solid
Come suck what's behind the zipper
I steer the ship, my arm the skipper
I don't fish, I'm more God fishin'
[Bb] But just a bit richer
[Cm] There's no magician that can trick us
No roots, no chickens
Cause spookers we ain't superstitious
I'm with your bitch in the booth
In the roof, criss-kissin'
We slid in the [Bb] back door
Walk through [Cm] the kitchen
Ass so fat, this shit had me trippin'
Like trying to stick raw stricklin'
My aura glistened
I shot the ball with the stick from long distance
And went off the grid to chill
[Bb] Just like a baller with [Cm] a torn meniscus
I still never slip with all this water drippin'
Knocked the game up
It was more than just morning sickness
I hit the floor to beg for the lost forgiveness
I done lost my discipline, I'm [Bb] tempted
[Cm] Listen kid, I'm still on that pimp shit
My shooters like Latin birdie
From Port-au-Prince, he not from French lick
This shit is intrinsic
My niggas kill, that's how we build friendships
Till then your [F] membership's pending
Peggy Rick with the diamond pendant
Swingin'
[Gb] I'm in the European speedin' [Cm] up in town lending
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Cm] _ I know you want it, I know you want it
You know the way it go
_ Money calls you [Bb] close, so the [Cm] way it go
_ _ Pimp stay low, the way it go
Boy
_ _ [Bb] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _