Chords for Roll With 'Em
Tempo:
86.625 bpm
Chords used:
C#
C#m
E
A
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#] [N] [A#m]
[N] It's the first time I'm on, so I'm gon' play it high and low, got that hollow coon,
give you my Black Cali go.
It's cold, it's 70 grams of dope.
Show it while they go, niggas graduating, be selling dope to Stoughton bro.
Can't you be busting heads and raise you be busting heads, can't you be busting heads,
I ain't bout busting heads.
I just lay, I put that parade up in your gutter.
You play with two, two six, that's my clique, so I say fuck it, bruh, walk me, walk through
here in the mix.
Five hot boys runnin', bringin' G's to the clique
With them [A#] hundred rounds of tips to make sure niggas ain't breathin'
You're receivin' a punishment when I'm leavin'
Girl, you ain't lookin' for me, some hotter whirlin' [F] alibis
Run us a dope gun, from the Magnolia to [C#] the coast
They just wanna get [N] the trust of fire, the shit that they know
To the rhyme of the front door, put a key in the door and the place blow
Look, I don't walk and wiggle, with a goal of Yale
Nothin' but clientele from 11 [C#]-5 sales
You a mega [N]-dick, nigga, we can take it to the scale
If you gon' double your money, don't get credit, make your mail
With that high, I'm [C#]
a don't-grieve-a-bee, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got a piece of me, [D#] I'm a go on with him
I'm a don't-grieve-a-bee, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got [C#m] a piece [F#] of me, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got a piece of me, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
I'm a high-life school father, with a fur-do on the baronic corner
With a man named Kenny [C#] Landy, who knew and understand it
It's a big head, to my mother, Hawk, which you her kid
So we took it and it's home, and then it raises like it's on, after all
I'm gonna learn the possibilities, [N] that you ever try to keep with me
To take all of my thinking and abilities, but it don't be successful
When a condition is occurring, assuring, we are being a factor
Through 97 and after, and I'm half to get my 10%
Or I'm gonna get 20 like the rest of these niggas, and there's evidence
Cause [C#] the devil did all the glory, and all the man-ass, and all these luxuries was given
Y'all wasn't giving no shit, so the reason that you was giving
So I'm gonna keep it open, I'm gonna make the right decision
And ain't gonna tell you nigga shit, never put myself in a position
And that's [D#] why this is giving, cause you capable, cause my life [C#] is danger
Ain't gonna cause no confusion, confusion, bro, confusion
[G#] And choosing up some niggas that pose a threat
Let's see how somebody warns you, that you are close [C#] to death
With that iron, I'm [N] gonna rule with them, I'm a rule nigga
They gotta be, I'm a rule nigga, they gotta be
I'm gonna rule with them, I come back down, I'm a rule nigga
They gotta be, they gotta [C#m] be
[B] [C#]
Don't love you, don't need you, so why [N] the fuck would I feed you
You bitches want my riches, delete you, cause it's moving
It's shaking, number one spot taken
Rap's shite type, and money we be making
Clock six nigga, with brown beats and trigger
Dragging from the roof, papa said dig on diggers
Everything I make, and everything I drop
Everything I scrap, and everything I rock
Touch, billboard, you niggas kill for it
New Judas tape, got you hoes losing weight
Can't get your life straight, music's a masturbate
Chest up, nigga like me boy, you better
Have on your B.S.T. sweater, riding in a home of jeddah
Beware of these thugs and thieves
Every time you be, you receiving a part of me
My lyrics be combustible like acid when I'm
Rapping for the microphone, which is for your nasses
Never found on the shit that's steady sinking
Go to control and hold it by yourself, my way of thinking
Man, you try, running with them all over the block
Told them blocks that we only use when we put on the spot
Now I've got, the reason to live more than to die
I keep it tight in the tote, beyond my supply
Oh, getting high, can't even stop
When we in, can't even see it
Not even on them niggas that I be
I'm a fool nigga, nigga I done prayed for me
I'm a fool nigga, nigga I done prayed for me
I'm [E] [N]
[C#m] a fool [E] nigga, nigga I [C#] done prayed for me
[E] I'm a fool [F#] nigga, nigga [C#] I [N] done prayed for me
Mama don't pray for me, I'm a man [C#]
[A] [N] broke as shit
That's the shit we did
[A] [C#]
[N] [C#]
[G#] Fool [A] nigga, [F] fool nigga
Mama don't pray for me,
[N] It's the first time I'm on, so I'm gon' play it high and low, got that hollow coon,
give you my Black Cali go.
It's cold, it's 70 grams of dope.
Show it while they go, niggas graduating, be selling dope to Stoughton bro.
Can't you be busting heads and raise you be busting heads, can't you be busting heads,
I ain't bout busting heads.
I just lay, I put that parade up in your gutter.
You play with two, two six, that's my clique, so I say fuck it, bruh, walk me, walk through
here in the mix.
Five hot boys runnin', bringin' G's to the clique
With them [A#] hundred rounds of tips to make sure niggas ain't breathin'
You're receivin' a punishment when I'm leavin'
Girl, you ain't lookin' for me, some hotter whirlin' [F] alibis
Run us a dope gun, from the Magnolia to [C#] the coast
They just wanna get [N] the trust of fire, the shit that they know
To the rhyme of the front door, put a key in the door and the place blow
Look, I don't walk and wiggle, with a goal of Yale
Nothin' but clientele from 11 [C#]-5 sales
You a mega [N]-dick, nigga, we can take it to the scale
If you gon' double your money, don't get credit, make your mail
With that high, I'm [C#]
a don't-grieve-a-bee, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got a piece of me, [D#] I'm a go on with him
I'm a don't-grieve-a-bee, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got [C#m] a piece [F#] of me, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got a piece of me, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
I'm a high-life school father, with a fur-do on the baronic corner
With a man named Kenny [C#] Landy, who knew and understand it
It's a big head, to my mother, Hawk, which you her kid
So we took it and it's home, and then it raises like it's on, after all
I'm gonna learn the possibilities, [N] that you ever try to keep with me
To take all of my thinking and abilities, but it don't be successful
When a condition is occurring, assuring, we are being a factor
Through 97 and after, and I'm half to get my 10%
Or I'm gonna get 20 like the rest of these niggas, and there's evidence
Cause [C#] the devil did all the glory, and all the man-ass, and all these luxuries was given
Y'all wasn't giving no shit, so the reason that you was giving
So I'm gonna keep it open, I'm gonna make the right decision
And ain't gonna tell you nigga shit, never put myself in a position
And that's [D#] why this is giving, cause you capable, cause my life [C#] is danger
Ain't gonna cause no confusion, confusion, bro, confusion
[G#] And choosing up some niggas that pose a threat
Let's see how somebody warns you, that you are close [C#] to death
With that iron, I'm [N] gonna rule with them, I'm a rule nigga
They gotta be, I'm a rule nigga, they gotta be
I'm gonna rule with them, I come back down, I'm a rule nigga
They gotta be, they gotta [C#m] be
[B] [C#]
Don't love you, don't need you, so why [N] the fuck would I feed you
You bitches want my riches, delete you, cause it's moving
It's shaking, number one spot taken
Rap's shite type, and money we be making
Clock six nigga, with brown beats and trigger
Dragging from the roof, papa said dig on diggers
Everything I make, and everything I drop
Everything I scrap, and everything I rock
Touch, billboard, you niggas kill for it
New Judas tape, got you hoes losing weight
Can't get your life straight, music's a masturbate
Chest up, nigga like me boy, you better
Have on your B.S.T. sweater, riding in a home of jeddah
Beware of these thugs and thieves
Every time you be, you receiving a part of me
My lyrics be combustible like acid when I'm
Rapping for the microphone, which is for your nasses
Never found on the shit that's steady sinking
Go to control and hold it by yourself, my way of thinking
Man, you try, running with them all over the block
Told them blocks that we only use when we put on the spot
Now I've got, the reason to live more than to die
I keep it tight in the tote, beyond my supply
Oh, getting high, can't even stop
When we in, can't even see it
Not even on them niggas that I be
I'm a fool nigga, nigga I done prayed for me
I'm a fool nigga, nigga I done prayed for me
I'm [E] [N]
[C#m] a fool [E] nigga, nigga I [C#] done prayed for me
[E] I'm a fool [F#] nigga, nigga [C#] I [N] done prayed for me
Mama don't pray for me, I'm a man [C#]
[A] [N] broke as shit
That's the shit we did
[A] [C#]
[N] [C#]
[G#] Fool [A] nigga, [F] fool nigga
Mama don't pray for me,
Key:
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C#m
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C#
C#m
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[C#] _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ It's the first time I'm on, so I'm gon' play it high and low, got that hollow coon,
give you my Black Cali go.
It's cold, it's 70 grams of dope.
Show it while they go, niggas graduating, be selling dope to Stoughton bro.
Can't you be busting heads and raise you be busting heads, can't you be busting heads,
I ain't bout busting heads.
I just lay, I put that parade up in your gutter.
You play with two, two six, that's my clique, so I say fuck it, bruh, walk me, walk through
here in the mix.
Five hot boys runnin', bringin' G's to the clique
With them [A#] hundred rounds of tips to make sure niggas ain't breathin'
You're receivin' a punishment when I'm leavin'
Girl, you ain't lookin' for me, some hotter whirlin' [F] alibis
Run us a dope gun, from the Magnolia to [C#] the coast
They just wanna get [N] the trust of fire, the shit that they know
To the rhyme of the front door, put a key in the door and the place blow
Look, I don't walk and wiggle, with a goal of Yale
Nothin' but clientele from 11 [C#]-5 sales
You a mega [N]-dick, nigga, we can take it to the scale
If you gon' double your money, don't get credit, make your mail
With that high, I'm _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ a don't-grieve-a-bee, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got a piece of me, [D#] I'm a go on with him
I'm a don't-grieve-a-bee, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got [C#m] a piece _ _ [F#] of me, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got a piece of me, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
I'm a high-life school father, with a fur-do on the baronic corner
With a man named Kenny [C#] Landy, who knew and understand it
It's a big head, to my mother, Hawk, which you her kid
So we took it and it's home, and then it raises like it's on, after all
I'm gonna learn the possibilities, [N] that you ever try to keep with me
To take all of my thinking and abilities, but it don't be successful
When a condition is occurring, assuring, we are being a factor
Through 97 and after, and I'm half to get my 10%
Or I'm gonna get 20 like the rest of these niggas, and there's evidence
Cause [C#] the devil did all the glory, and all the man-ass, and all these luxuries was given
Y'all wasn't giving no shit, so the reason that you was giving
So I'm gonna keep it open, I'm gonna make the right decision
And ain't gonna tell you nigga shit, never put myself in a position
And that's [D#] why this is giving, cause you capable, cause my life [C#] is danger
Ain't gonna cause no confusion, confusion, bro, confusion
[G#] And choosing up some niggas that pose a threat
Let's see how somebody warns you, that you are close [C#] to death
With that iron, I'm [N] gonna rule with them, I'm a rule nigga
They gotta be, _ _ _ I'm a rule nigga, they gotta be
I'm gonna rule with them, I come back down, I'm a rule nigga
They gotta be, _ _ _ _ _ they gotta [C#m] be
_ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
Don't love you, don't need you, so why [N] the fuck would I feed you
You bitches want my riches, delete you, cause it's moving
It's shaking, number one spot taken
Rap's shite type, and money we be making
Clock six nigga, with brown beats and trigger
Dragging from the roof, papa said dig on diggers
Everything I make, and everything I drop
Everything I scrap, and everything I rock
Touch, billboard, you niggas kill for it
New Judas tape, got you hoes losing weight
Can't get your life straight, music's a masturbate
_ Chest _ up, nigga like me boy, you better
Have on your B.S.T. sweater, riding in a home of jeddah
Beware of these thugs and thieves
Every time you be, you receiving a part of me
My lyrics be combustible like acid when I'm
Rapping for the microphone, which is for your nasses
Never found on the shit that's steady sinking
Go to control and hold it by yourself, my way of thinking
Man, you try, running with them all over the block
Told them blocks that we only use when we put on the spot
Now I've got, the reason to live more than to die
I keep it tight in the tote, beyond my supply
Oh, getting high, can't even stop
When we in, can't even see it
Not even on them niggas that I be
I'm a _ fool nigga, nigga I done prayed for me
_ _ _ _ _ I'm a _ _ _ fool nigga, nigga I done prayed for me
I'm [E] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] a fool [E] _ _ nigga, nigga I [C#] done prayed for me
[E] I'm a fool _ _ [F#] _ nigga, nigga [C#] I _ [N] done prayed for me
Mama don't pray for me, I'm a man _ _ [C#] _
_ [A] _ _ [N] _ broke as shit
That's the shit we did
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
[G#] Fool [A] nigga, _ [F] fool nigga
Mama don't pray for me,
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ It's the first time I'm on, so I'm gon' play it high and low, got that hollow coon,
give you my Black Cali go.
It's cold, it's 70 grams of dope.
Show it while they go, niggas graduating, be selling dope to Stoughton bro.
Can't you be busting heads and raise you be busting heads, can't you be busting heads,
I ain't bout busting heads.
I just lay, I put that parade up in your gutter.
You play with two, two six, that's my clique, so I say fuck it, bruh, walk me, walk through
here in the mix.
Five hot boys runnin', bringin' G's to the clique
With them [A#] hundred rounds of tips to make sure niggas ain't breathin'
You're receivin' a punishment when I'm leavin'
Girl, you ain't lookin' for me, some hotter whirlin' [F] alibis
Run us a dope gun, from the Magnolia to [C#] the coast
They just wanna get [N] the trust of fire, the shit that they know
To the rhyme of the front door, put a key in the door and the place blow
Look, I don't walk and wiggle, with a goal of Yale
Nothin' but clientele from 11 [C#]-5 sales
You a mega [N]-dick, nigga, we can take it to the scale
If you gon' double your money, don't get credit, make your mail
With that high, I'm _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ a don't-grieve-a-bee, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got a piece of me, [D#] I'm a go on with him
I'm a don't-grieve-a-bee, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got [C#m] a piece _ _ [F#] of me, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
They got a piece of me, I'm a make-up-a-fool nigga
I'm a high-life school father, with a fur-do on the baronic corner
With a man named Kenny [C#] Landy, who knew and understand it
It's a big head, to my mother, Hawk, which you her kid
So we took it and it's home, and then it raises like it's on, after all
I'm gonna learn the possibilities, [N] that you ever try to keep with me
To take all of my thinking and abilities, but it don't be successful
When a condition is occurring, assuring, we are being a factor
Through 97 and after, and I'm half to get my 10%
Or I'm gonna get 20 like the rest of these niggas, and there's evidence
Cause [C#] the devil did all the glory, and all the man-ass, and all these luxuries was given
Y'all wasn't giving no shit, so the reason that you was giving
So I'm gonna keep it open, I'm gonna make the right decision
And ain't gonna tell you nigga shit, never put myself in a position
And that's [D#] why this is giving, cause you capable, cause my life [C#] is danger
Ain't gonna cause no confusion, confusion, bro, confusion
[G#] And choosing up some niggas that pose a threat
Let's see how somebody warns you, that you are close [C#] to death
With that iron, I'm [N] gonna rule with them, I'm a rule nigga
They gotta be, _ _ _ I'm a rule nigga, they gotta be
I'm gonna rule with them, I come back down, I'm a rule nigga
They gotta be, _ _ _ _ _ they gotta [C#m] be
_ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
Don't love you, don't need you, so why [N] the fuck would I feed you
You bitches want my riches, delete you, cause it's moving
It's shaking, number one spot taken
Rap's shite type, and money we be making
Clock six nigga, with brown beats and trigger
Dragging from the roof, papa said dig on diggers
Everything I make, and everything I drop
Everything I scrap, and everything I rock
Touch, billboard, you niggas kill for it
New Judas tape, got you hoes losing weight
Can't get your life straight, music's a masturbate
_ Chest _ up, nigga like me boy, you better
Have on your B.S.T. sweater, riding in a home of jeddah
Beware of these thugs and thieves
Every time you be, you receiving a part of me
My lyrics be combustible like acid when I'm
Rapping for the microphone, which is for your nasses
Never found on the shit that's steady sinking
Go to control and hold it by yourself, my way of thinking
Man, you try, running with them all over the block
Told them blocks that we only use when we put on the spot
Now I've got, the reason to live more than to die
I keep it tight in the tote, beyond my supply
Oh, getting high, can't even stop
When we in, can't even see it
Not even on them niggas that I be
I'm a _ fool nigga, nigga I done prayed for me
_ _ _ _ _ I'm a _ _ _ fool nigga, nigga I done prayed for me
I'm [E] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] a fool [E] _ _ nigga, nigga I [C#] done prayed for me
[E] I'm a fool _ _ [F#] _ nigga, nigga [C#] I _ [N] done prayed for me
Mama don't pray for me, I'm a man _ _ [C#] _
_ [A] _ _ [N] _ broke as shit
That's the shit we did
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
[G#] Fool [A] nigga, _ [F] fool nigga
Mama don't pray for me,