Chords for Shyne - The Hit (Official Video)
Tempo:
76.55 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
C#
D#
G#m
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Like that look what's happening with the album coming [D#] out September 26
[F#m]
[C#] [C#]
Look [F#m] at this nigga stuntin in front of Justin's acting silly wasn't cops all over
I smack him with the smelly whole niggas move a brick think they rich get a few guns in the click and wanna take over shit
Ain't that the same kid that shot Regina head turn them into a charity might as well have been dead
Just came home from doing 10 up in the first being starting kingpins for they awesome
They bread had the whole Brooklyn under pressure.
I'm surprised he ain't Tessie man niggas no better
I ain't coming up over no cheddar.
No bricks.
No nothing kill that motherfucker.
Fuck him
Yeah, I'm paying some pay his ass a visit blow his brains on the sidewalk.
Let him collect the stores
I'm the strongest force in New York till I'm a corpse and even then I'll be buried with bricks and money [G#m] for vaults
17 [F#m] shots and two bricks later.
I'm in the spot taking it like watching the Tyson fight
It's packed [F#] with killers and rats dope killers money hungry bitches delicious cars piling up the block for blocks nigga
Bentley's and sixes.
This is the place to be where all the gangsters me as I pick up my drink
I see my man fat Pete
But before I could walk over to niggas tap them on the shoulder and unloaded [A] them
He speaks words flying all [F#m] over the place
No, we shatter and people started his bodyguard shot back this one but hit the other and the abdomen they both fled
But who the fuck would do something so brazen and reckless had to be some niggas trying to send a message
Next day I got a call from uptown to come have a meeting with the council by the shit
That's been going down where it is.
Same kid that killed fat Pete shot Reginald ahead by the line.
He's out of control
He got to be dead.
He's starting to be a real problem and starting to get to Brooklyn to Harlem
He fucked around across the margin touch one boss.
He got to go.
He from your hood handle it, bro
Say no more.
I'm out the door.
We're back to the spot to grab the gun
Semi-auto check AK 40 check shotgun check
Revolver, that's perfect
Called Tizza told him meet me in an hour
Bring the caravan, you know the plan
Schemass and Stockings, see them down the air bopping
Him and a friend, just hopped in the Benz
20 inches on the lens
Let's follow him slow, keep him in sight
Wait till he stop at a red light
Then roll the window down
And kiss them bitches goodnight
They must have saw us suddenly the Benz busted
You, we came out as fiery shits
I threw the revolver, grabbed the tech and left the driver's seat
I'm inside wet, the Benz ran in the store window and got wrecked
I hopped out the van, ran up to the scene
Still holding the tech
One nigga's body was split in half
The other nigga still moving
Heard sirens coming closer
As I'm about to shoot him, fuck him
I opened his mouth and
[F#m]
[C#] [C#]
Look [F#m] at this nigga stuntin in front of Justin's acting silly wasn't cops all over
I smack him with the smelly whole niggas move a brick think they rich get a few guns in the click and wanna take over shit
Ain't that the same kid that shot Regina head turn them into a charity might as well have been dead
Just came home from doing 10 up in the first being starting kingpins for they awesome
They bread had the whole Brooklyn under pressure.
I'm surprised he ain't Tessie man niggas no better
I ain't coming up over no cheddar.
No bricks.
No nothing kill that motherfucker.
Fuck him
Yeah, I'm paying some pay his ass a visit blow his brains on the sidewalk.
Let him collect the stores
I'm the strongest force in New York till I'm a corpse and even then I'll be buried with bricks and money [G#m] for vaults
17 [F#m] shots and two bricks later.
I'm in the spot taking it like watching the Tyson fight
It's packed [F#] with killers and rats dope killers money hungry bitches delicious cars piling up the block for blocks nigga
Bentley's and sixes.
This is the place to be where all the gangsters me as I pick up my drink
I see my man fat Pete
But before I could walk over to niggas tap them on the shoulder and unloaded [A] them
He speaks words flying all [F#m] over the place
No, we shatter and people started his bodyguard shot back this one but hit the other and the abdomen they both fled
But who the fuck would do something so brazen and reckless had to be some niggas trying to send a message
Next day I got a call from uptown to come have a meeting with the council by the shit
That's been going down where it is.
Same kid that killed fat Pete shot Reginald ahead by the line.
He's out of control
He got to be dead.
He's starting to be a real problem and starting to get to Brooklyn to Harlem
He fucked around across the margin touch one boss.
He got to go.
He from your hood handle it, bro
Say no more.
I'm out the door.
We're back to the spot to grab the gun
Semi-auto check AK 40 check shotgun check
Revolver, that's perfect
Called Tizza told him meet me in an hour
Bring the caravan, you know the plan
Schemass and Stockings, see them down the air bopping
Him and a friend, just hopped in the Benz
20 inches on the lens
Let's follow him slow, keep him in sight
Wait till he stop at a red light
Then roll the window down
And kiss them bitches goodnight
They must have saw us suddenly the Benz busted
You, we came out as fiery shits
I threw the revolver, grabbed the tech and left the driver's seat
I'm inside wet, the Benz ran in the store window and got wrecked
I hopped out the van, ran up to the scene
Still holding the tech
One nigga's body was split in half
The other nigga still moving
Heard sirens coming closer
As I'm about to shoot him, fuck him
I opened his mouth and
Key:
F#m
C#
D#
G#m
F#
F#m
C#
D#
Like that look what's happening with the album coming [D#] out September 26
[F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [C#]
Look _ _ [F#m] at this nigga stuntin in front of Justin's acting silly wasn't cops all over
I smack him with the smelly whole niggas move a brick think they rich get a few guns in the click and wanna take over shit
Ain't that the same kid that shot Regina head turn them into a charity might as well have been dead
Just came home from doing 10 up in the first being starting kingpins for they awesome
They bread had the whole Brooklyn under pressure.
I'm surprised he ain't Tessie man niggas no better
I ain't coming up over no cheddar.
No bricks.
No nothing kill that motherfucker.
Fuck him
Yeah, I'm paying some pay his ass a visit blow his brains on the sidewalk.
Let him collect the stores
I'm the strongest force in New York till I'm a corpse and even then I'll be buried with bricks and money [G#m] for vaults
17 [F#m] shots and two bricks later.
I'm in the spot taking it like watching the Tyson fight
It's packed [F#] with killers and rats dope killers money hungry bitches delicious cars piling up the block for blocks nigga
Bentley's and sixes.
This is the place to be where all the gangsters me as I pick up my drink
I see my man fat Pete
But before I could walk over to niggas tap them on the shoulder and unloaded [A] them
He speaks words flying all [F#m] over the place
No, we shatter and people started his bodyguard shot back this one but hit the other and the abdomen they both fled
But who the fuck would do something so brazen and reckless had to be some niggas trying to send a message
Next day I got a call from uptown to come have a meeting with the council by the shit
That's been going down where it is.
Same kid that killed fat Pete shot Reginald ahead by the line.
He's out of control
He got to be dead.
He's starting to be a real problem and starting to get to Brooklyn to Harlem
He fucked around across the margin touch one boss.
He got to go.
He from your hood handle it, bro
Say no more.
I'm out the door.
We're back to the spot to grab the gun
Semi-auto check AK 40 check shotgun check
Revolver, that's perfect
Called Tizza told him meet me in an hour
Bring the caravan, you know the plan
Schemass and Stockings, see them down the air bopping
Him and a friend, just hopped in the Benz
20 inches on the lens
Let's follow him slow, keep him in sight
Wait till he stop at a red light
Then roll the window down
And kiss them bitches goodnight
They must have saw us suddenly the Benz busted
You, we came out as fiery shits
I threw the revolver, grabbed the tech and left the driver's seat
I'm inside wet, the Benz ran in the store window and got wrecked
I hopped out the van, ran up to the scene
Still holding the tech
One nigga's body was split in half
The other nigga still moving
Heard sirens coming closer
As I'm about to shoot him, fuck him
I opened his mouth and
[F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [C#]
Look _ _ [F#m] at this nigga stuntin in front of Justin's acting silly wasn't cops all over
I smack him with the smelly whole niggas move a brick think they rich get a few guns in the click and wanna take over shit
Ain't that the same kid that shot Regina head turn them into a charity might as well have been dead
Just came home from doing 10 up in the first being starting kingpins for they awesome
They bread had the whole Brooklyn under pressure.
I'm surprised he ain't Tessie man niggas no better
I ain't coming up over no cheddar.
No bricks.
No nothing kill that motherfucker.
Fuck him
Yeah, I'm paying some pay his ass a visit blow his brains on the sidewalk.
Let him collect the stores
I'm the strongest force in New York till I'm a corpse and even then I'll be buried with bricks and money [G#m] for vaults
17 [F#m] shots and two bricks later.
I'm in the spot taking it like watching the Tyson fight
It's packed [F#] with killers and rats dope killers money hungry bitches delicious cars piling up the block for blocks nigga
Bentley's and sixes.
This is the place to be where all the gangsters me as I pick up my drink
I see my man fat Pete
But before I could walk over to niggas tap them on the shoulder and unloaded [A] them
He speaks words flying all [F#m] over the place
No, we shatter and people started his bodyguard shot back this one but hit the other and the abdomen they both fled
But who the fuck would do something so brazen and reckless had to be some niggas trying to send a message
Next day I got a call from uptown to come have a meeting with the council by the shit
That's been going down where it is.
Same kid that killed fat Pete shot Reginald ahead by the line.
He's out of control
He got to be dead.
He's starting to be a real problem and starting to get to Brooklyn to Harlem
He fucked around across the margin touch one boss.
He got to go.
He from your hood handle it, bro
Say no more.
I'm out the door.
We're back to the spot to grab the gun
Semi-auto check AK 40 check shotgun check
Revolver, that's perfect
Called Tizza told him meet me in an hour
Bring the caravan, you know the plan
Schemass and Stockings, see them down the air bopping
Him and a friend, just hopped in the Benz
20 inches on the lens
Let's follow him slow, keep him in sight
Wait till he stop at a red light
Then roll the window down
And kiss them bitches goodnight
They must have saw us suddenly the Benz busted
You, we came out as fiery shits
I threw the revolver, grabbed the tech and left the driver's seat
I'm inside wet, the Benz ran in the store window and got wrecked
I hopped out the van, ran up to the scene
Still holding the tech
One nigga's body was split in half
The other nigga still moving
Heard sirens coming closer
As I'm about to shoot him, fuck him
I opened his mouth and