Chords for Tedashii - Dum Dum - feat. Lecrae (@tedashii @lecrae @reachrecords)
Tempo:
121.4 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
A
Fm
C
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Good afternoon, Sunny SoCal.
This is J.O. Cummings Jr.
I'm gonna take [G] over your station and [Gb] give you some gizz that [E] the execs just won't give any play.
So, uh, check [Fm] him out.
[Ab] Okay.
T-Doc, crazy.
Yeah.
Huh?
Come on.
I guess I'm just a misfit, huh?
Yeah.
You wanna come in right now?
Huh?
No.
You wanna come in right now?
Huh?
Yeah.
Yo.
Yeah.
Aight, listen.
Real skinny.
Loud colored tennies.
Body mark cut like graffiti.
I don't push a Maserati, deem her busy-bitty.
And yeah, I wrote a foreign.
Why that n***a sound like a spitty?
Hey, go ahead and doubt us.
Now don't you know about us.
And we ain't gotta follow, then we take another route.
No, we ain't blowin' trees, bro.
Open up my window.
I see you poppin' tags, but you know that's why your M-M-M-M's low.
I tried to tell him we was comin', y'all don't let us in.
Why they hatin' like we all a bunch of hooligans?
No gimmick.
Spirit in my lyrics.
Know when people hear it, they gon' love it, they gon' pair it, and it
ain't how we broke us when we show up at our show.
They say [D] we go at so hard in the past, they can't wait for some more.
[Ab] While some others say we picture, some clothes mining Gucci's.
Like, we ain't heard of March, Flock and Nietzsche.
Believe me.
They don't know about us, they don't know about us
They think [Cm] we dumb, [C]
dumb, diddy-dumb, [Abm] dumb
But they gon' know, they gon' know [A]
[Ab] [A]
[Abm] about us
[Ab] 6'2", 2 plus gon' add it [Fm] up
Hey, that's a pink [Ab] problem, call it calcula
Math on some track, but content like I had enough
Long hair, don't care, some more and put some padded up
I know this blow your mind, and I ain't blowin' pine
Not talkin' women, lookin' skimpy every other line
Yeah, I got a dime, I'm about to make a mind
[N] Life in Christ got me finished like [Ab] I crossed the line
With the way that you tellin' me to do it
Cell after cell, I'd lie, man, it's so foolish
Tryin' to beat you, it don't fit, misfit
I don't trip, everybody hate Chris
They sayin' get with this, just like a membership
They talkin' slick that this is it, but it's just gibberish
I say I'm interested, they say you different
Oh, you gon' know even if you don't let us in
They don't know about us
They think [C] we dumb, dumb, diddy [N]-dumb, dumb
But they gon' know, they gon' know [A] [Ab]
[A] [Ab]
about us
They say we, they say we, they say we, so we finna go
Dumb on them, dumb on them like I could be
Dumb on them, dumb on them like you should be
Dumb on them, dumb on them like [Dbm] I would be
Dumb on them, dumb on them, yeah, that's cool with [Ab] me
They don't know about us
They think we [N] dumb, dumb, diddy-dumb, dumb
But they [Ab] gon' know, they gon' know
[A]
[Ab] about us
Dumb on them, dumb on them like I could be
This is J.O. Cummings Jr.
I'm gonna take [G] over your station and [Gb] give you some gizz that [E] the execs just won't give any play.
So, uh, check [Fm] him out.
[Ab] Okay.
T-Doc, crazy.
Yeah.
Huh?
Come on.
I guess I'm just a misfit, huh?
Yeah.
You wanna come in right now?
Huh?
No.
You wanna come in right now?
Huh?
Yeah.
Yo.
Yeah.
Aight, listen.
Real skinny.
Loud colored tennies.
Body mark cut like graffiti.
I don't push a Maserati, deem her busy-bitty.
And yeah, I wrote a foreign.
Why that n***a sound like a spitty?
Hey, go ahead and doubt us.
Now don't you know about us.
And we ain't gotta follow, then we take another route.
No, we ain't blowin' trees, bro.
Open up my window.
I see you poppin' tags, but you know that's why your M-M-M-M's low.
I tried to tell him we was comin', y'all don't let us in.
Why they hatin' like we all a bunch of hooligans?
No gimmick.
Spirit in my lyrics.
Know when people hear it, they gon' love it, they gon' pair it, and it
ain't how we broke us when we show up at our show.
They say [D] we go at so hard in the past, they can't wait for some more.
[Ab] While some others say we picture, some clothes mining Gucci's.
Like, we ain't heard of March, Flock and Nietzsche.
Believe me.
They don't know about us, they don't know about us
They think [Cm] we dumb, [C]
dumb, diddy-dumb, [Abm] dumb
But they gon' know, they gon' know [A]
[Ab] [A]
[Abm] about us
[Ab] 6'2", 2 plus gon' add it [Fm] up
Hey, that's a pink [Ab] problem, call it calcula
Math on some track, but content like I had enough
Long hair, don't care, some more and put some padded up
I know this blow your mind, and I ain't blowin' pine
Not talkin' women, lookin' skimpy every other line
Yeah, I got a dime, I'm about to make a mind
[N] Life in Christ got me finished like [Ab] I crossed the line
With the way that you tellin' me to do it
Cell after cell, I'd lie, man, it's so foolish
Tryin' to beat you, it don't fit, misfit
I don't trip, everybody hate Chris
They sayin' get with this, just like a membership
They talkin' slick that this is it, but it's just gibberish
I say I'm interested, they say you different
Oh, you gon' know even if you don't let us in
They don't know about us
They think [C] we dumb, dumb, diddy [N]-dumb, dumb
But they gon' know, they gon' know [A] [Ab]
[A] [Ab]
about us
They say we, they say we, they say we, so we finna go
Dumb on them, dumb on them like I could be
Dumb on them, dumb on them like you should be
Dumb on them, dumb on them like [Dbm] I would be
Dumb on them, dumb on them, yeah, that's cool with [Ab] me
They don't know about us
They think we [N] dumb, dumb, diddy-dumb, dumb
But they [Ab] gon' know, they gon' know
[A]
[Ab] about us
Dumb on them, dumb on them like I could be
Key:
Ab
A
Fm
C
Abm
Ab
A
Fm
Good afternoon, Sunny SoCal.
This is J.O. Cummings Jr.
I'm gonna take [G] over your station and [Gb] give you some gizz that [E] the execs just won't give any play.
So, uh, check [Fm] him out.
_ [Ab] _ Okay.
T-Doc, crazy.
Yeah.
_ Huh?
_ _ Come on.
I guess I'm just a misfit, huh?
Yeah. _
_ You wanna come in right now?
Huh?
No.
You wanna come in right now?
Huh? _ _ _ _ _
Yeah.
Yo.
Yeah.
Aight, listen.
Real skinny.
Loud colored tennies.
Body mark cut like graffiti.
I don't push a Maserati, deem her busy-bitty.
And yeah, I wrote a foreign.
Why that n***a sound like a spitty?
Hey, go ahead and doubt us.
Now don't you know about us.
And we ain't gotta follow, then we take another route.
No, we ain't blowin' trees, bro.
Open up my window.
I see you poppin' tags, but you know that's why your M-M-M-M's low.
I tried to tell him we was comin', y'all don't let us in.
Why they hatin' like we all a bunch of hooligans?
No gimmick.
Spirit in my lyrics.
Know when people hear it, they gon' love it, they gon' pair it, and it
ain't how we broke us when we show up at our show.
They say [D] we go at so hard in the past, they can't wait for some more.
[Ab] While some others say we picture, some clothes mining Gucci's.
Like, we ain't heard of March, Flock and Nietzsche.
Believe me.
They don't know about us, they don't know about us
They _ _ _ _ think _ _ [Cm] we dumb, [C]
dumb, diddy-dumb, [Abm] dumb
But they gon' know, they gon' know _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] about us _
[Ab] 6'2", 2 plus gon' add it [Fm] up
Hey, that's a pink [Ab] problem, call it calcula
Math on some track, but content like I had enough
Long hair, don't care, some more and put some padded up
I know this blow your mind, and I ain't blowin' pine
Not talkin' women, lookin' skimpy every other line
Yeah, I got a dime, I'm about to make a mind
[N] Life in Christ got me finished like [Ab] I crossed the line
With the way that you tellin' me to do it
Cell after cell, I'd lie, man, it's so foolish
Tryin' to beat you, it don't fit, misfit
I don't trip, everybody hate Chris
They sayin' get with this, just like a membership
They talkin' slick that this is it, but it's just gibberish
I say I'm interested, they say you different
Oh, you gon' know even if you don't let us in
They don't know _ _ _ _ about us
They think _ _ _ _ _ [C] we dumb, dumb, diddy [N]-dumb, dumb
But they gon' know, they gon' know _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Ab] _
about us
_ _ They say we, they say we, they say we, so we finna go _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Dumb on them, dumb on them like I could be
Dumb on them, dumb on them like you should be
Dumb on them, dumb on them like [Dbm] I would be
Dumb on them, dumb on them, yeah, that's cool with [Ab] me
They don't know _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ about us
They think we [N] dumb, dumb, diddy-dumb, dumb
But they [Ab] gon' know, they gon' know _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] about us _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Dumb on them, dumb on them like I could be
This is J.O. Cummings Jr.
I'm gonna take [G] over your station and [Gb] give you some gizz that [E] the execs just won't give any play.
So, uh, check [Fm] him out.
_ [Ab] _ Okay.
T-Doc, crazy.
Yeah.
_ Huh?
_ _ Come on.
I guess I'm just a misfit, huh?
Yeah. _
_ You wanna come in right now?
Huh?
No.
You wanna come in right now?
Huh? _ _ _ _ _
Yeah.
Yo.
Yeah.
Aight, listen.
Real skinny.
Loud colored tennies.
Body mark cut like graffiti.
I don't push a Maserati, deem her busy-bitty.
And yeah, I wrote a foreign.
Why that n***a sound like a spitty?
Hey, go ahead and doubt us.
Now don't you know about us.
And we ain't gotta follow, then we take another route.
No, we ain't blowin' trees, bro.
Open up my window.
I see you poppin' tags, but you know that's why your M-M-M-M's low.
I tried to tell him we was comin', y'all don't let us in.
Why they hatin' like we all a bunch of hooligans?
No gimmick.
Spirit in my lyrics.
Know when people hear it, they gon' love it, they gon' pair it, and it
ain't how we broke us when we show up at our show.
They say [D] we go at so hard in the past, they can't wait for some more.
[Ab] While some others say we picture, some clothes mining Gucci's.
Like, we ain't heard of March, Flock and Nietzsche.
Believe me.
They don't know about us, they don't know about us
They _ _ _ _ think _ _ [Cm] we dumb, [C]
dumb, diddy-dumb, [Abm] dumb
But they gon' know, they gon' know _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] about us _
[Ab] 6'2", 2 plus gon' add it [Fm] up
Hey, that's a pink [Ab] problem, call it calcula
Math on some track, but content like I had enough
Long hair, don't care, some more and put some padded up
I know this blow your mind, and I ain't blowin' pine
Not talkin' women, lookin' skimpy every other line
Yeah, I got a dime, I'm about to make a mind
[N] Life in Christ got me finished like [Ab] I crossed the line
With the way that you tellin' me to do it
Cell after cell, I'd lie, man, it's so foolish
Tryin' to beat you, it don't fit, misfit
I don't trip, everybody hate Chris
They sayin' get with this, just like a membership
They talkin' slick that this is it, but it's just gibberish
I say I'm interested, they say you different
Oh, you gon' know even if you don't let us in
They don't know _ _ _ _ about us
They think _ _ _ _ _ [C] we dumb, dumb, diddy [N]-dumb, dumb
But they gon' know, they gon' know _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Ab] _
about us
_ _ They say we, they say we, they say we, so we finna go _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Dumb on them, dumb on them like I could be
Dumb on them, dumb on them like you should be
Dumb on them, dumb on them like [Dbm] I would be
Dumb on them, dumb on them, yeah, that's cool with [Ab] me
They don't know _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ about us
They think we [N] dumb, dumb, diddy-dumb, dumb
But they [Ab] gon' know, they gon' know _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] about us _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Dumb on them, dumb on them like I could be