Chords for Sweepers, Sdot Go, Jay Hound, NazGPG - C'Mere (Official Audio)

Tempo:
76.025 bpm
Chords used:

B

G

Em

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Sweepers, Sdot Go, Jay Hound, NazGPG - C'Mere (Official Audio) chords
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[B]
[B] Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?
Come here, he try to run that nigga getting scared
40 keep barking, she fuck with my ear When the [G] girl's spilling, was nobody there
Bro, he moving where?
Back up the Jeep with the people in bed Bitch, I'm on Koya sitting on [B] a chair
There's no man on this earth that I think I'ma fit
I think I saw her, swear to God, I hope that I caught her
Give me the ball, I think I'm getting hotter I'm sending Jordan 100, I don't need no charger
Ay, bet he won't dodge it I'm dissing that fuck at they father
I'm not a nigga that I went through to live every shot that I throw
And hit a little harder Ay, don't try to talk shit, I'm a nigga
He don't know it's only getting darker She turn a fat nigga to a jocker
And if I got a thought, I throw more to my partner
Scout on that block from the morning Civilians thinking I'm a stalker
He try to reach, I'm making him a goner I got my Jeep, better solve all my problems
I got my Jeep, better solve all my problems Like, how about Kenya, we got him
[Em] Joshua Chan got us hanging [B] out piling Baby, sweep you, gon' flick if he spot him
Now he's gon' dump like he don't got no knowledge I tried to cut through the valley to the optimum
I might creep in the jar like a possum I need backing, kick me a tanger
Where you from, bro?
He don't know the answer I just might break in [G] the strip like I'm Sander
[A] All the throwin' [B] like Yelano Manny
T-D-O ain't far, go hand him
I might turn my lil' bro into a scammer
She caught a throwin' it back like a dancer
I saw the break up back when it was manners
Old black bro, he duckin' them cameras
Ain't no spinnin' my block with no hammer
I just might sit on that block like a camper
I'm with Brena, towin' on Hannah
Like, all of you might do a tantrum
I got bullets that's bigger than a planet
Bro, sit him down, think he might need a pimper
Big gun, bro, I bet he can't handle
Pop off, who wanna play?
Like, I'm the one takin' these risks for the game
I start fuckin', I feel like I'm clay
Rollie be buckin' like shotgun and paint
Throw a shot, then go lay up with Bay
I got Harlem, I'm feelin' like Ace
Like, I'll put the dot on his face
I got some shit that ain't leavin' no trace
Two shots, bro, he better duck
No, God, look what happened to Ruck
He tryna reach in and blow my G
Don't you lock me up first, if he miss, then you fuck
Oh, it suck?
Then just say that
He think he tough, throwin' up the Maybach
Better if he look, I'm a throw
Cops gettin' close to the scene, I'm lookin' like Wajah
Doc, I had to get low
Don't you worry about me, we're the rest of the gang, yeah
He tryna diss on my desk
I'ma go spend broad, don't even play that
People, he hidin' under my belt
What if he try to get close, we'll stay out
[G] Like, what if he try to get, [B] like
C-come here
He tryna run, that nigga gettin' scared
40, keep ball, cause you fuck with [G] my ear
Went to go spend it, was [B] nobody there
Bro, he movin' weird
Back up the G, but the people is big
Bitch, I'm on Koya, sittin' on a chair
There's no man on this earth that I think I'ma fit
Key:  
B
12341112
G
2131
Em
121
A
1231
B
12341112
G
2131
Em
121
A
1231
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To learn Sweepersent, Sdot Go, Jay Hound, Nazgpg - Cmere chords, your first step should be understanding these chords - G, B, G, A, B, Em and B in sequence. Kick off your practice at a gentle 38 BPM, then escalate to the song's tempo of 76 BPM. Given the song's key of B Minor, adjust the capo to align with your vocal range and chord preference.

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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?
Come here, he try to run that nigga getting scared
40 keep barking, she fuck with my ear When the [G] girl's spilling, was nobody there
Bro, he moving where?
Back up the Jeep with the people in bed Bitch, I'm on Koya sitting on [B] a chair
There's no man on this earth that I think I'ma fit
I think I saw her, swear to God, I hope that I caught her
Give me the ball, I think I'm getting hotter I'm sending Jordan 100, I don't need no charger
Ay, bet he won't dodge it I'm dissing that fuck at they father
I'm not a nigga that I went through to live every shot that I throw
And hit a little harder Ay, don't try to talk shit, I'm a nigga
He don't know it's only getting darker She turn a fat nigga to a jocker
And if I got a thought, I throw more to my partner
Scout on that block from the morning Civilians thinking I'm a stalker
He try to reach, I'm making him a goner I got my Jeep, better solve all my problems
I got my Jeep, better solve all my problems Like, how about Kenya, we got him
[Em] Joshua Chan got us hanging [B] out piling Baby, sweep you, gon' flick if he spot him
Now he's gon' dump like he don't got no knowledge I tried to cut through the valley to the optimum
I might creep in the jar like a possum I need backing, kick me a tanger
Where you from, bro?
He don't know the answer I just might break in [G] the strip like I'm Sander
[A] All the throwin' [B] like Yelano Manny
T-D-O ain't far, go hand him
I might turn my lil' bro into a scammer
She caught a throwin' it back like a dancer
I saw the break up back when it was manners
Old black bro, he duckin' them cameras
Ain't no spinnin' my block with no hammer
I just might sit on that block like a camper
I'm with Brena, towin' on Hannah
Like, all of you might do a tantrum
I got bullets that's bigger than a planet
Bro, sit him down, think he might need a pimper
Big gun, bro, I bet he can't handle
Pop off, who wanna play?
Like, I'm the one takin' these risks for the game
I start fuckin', I feel like I'm clay
Rollie be buckin' like shotgun and paint
Throw a shot, then go lay up with Bay
I got Harlem, I'm feelin' like Ace
Like, I'll put the dot on his face
I got some shit that ain't leavin' no trace
Two shots, bro, he better duck
No, God, look what happened to Ruck
He tryna reach in and blow my G
Don't you lock me up first, if he miss, then you fuck
Oh, it suck?
Then just say that
He think he tough, throwin' up the Maybach
Better if he look, I'm a throw
Cops gettin' close to the scene, I'm lookin' like Wajah
Doc, I had to get low
Don't you worry about me, we're the rest of the gang, yeah
He tryna diss on my desk
I'ma go spend broad, don't even play that
People, he hidin' under my belt
What if he try to get close, we'll stay out
[G] Like, what if he try to get, [B] like
C-come here
He tryna run, that nigga gettin' scared
40, keep ball, cause you fuck with [G] my ear
Went to go spend it, was [B] nobody there
Bro, he movin' weird
Back up the G, but the people is big
Bitch, I'm on Koya, sittin' on a chair
There's no man on this earth that I think I'ma fit
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This song finds its place within the S.W.E.E.P.S. album.

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