Chords for Westside Gunn - Ric Martel (Audio) (feat. Roc Marciano)
Tempo:
127.85 bpm
Chords used:
Abm
Eb
Bbm
E
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Abm]
[Eb]
[Abm] I can cook coke with my [Eb] eyes closed, B.
McVille, Ron [Abm] English, Cold Brick for twenty-eight,
look like [Eb] we bleached it.
Leather strings [Bb] in the [Abm] tinkers, a wink, rockin' the wink.
[Eb] I shot him out the gate, the chopper got no [Bbm] brakes
My pockets outta shape, I'm [Abm] walkin' around with a mean face
Standin' on the [Bbm] couch with the big games
The bitches love the neck [Abm] clip, the clip with the tacks
I shoot off, [Bbm] slip the backseat, and I pull the brains out for the X
We get fucked up, [Abm] trapped in the Hermes Hick [Ab]-ship
Excuse [E] ya nigga, excellence
I'm a sex addict, I like it, it's all love
[Eb] Well if you're much, no bucko
You're much and I bust a pump, slug [Abm] stuck in your stucco
Shells all in your home, and humble a [Eb] bowl
We all know a pimp's a slight butthole
Draw [Abm] another note, I stand clean while the malt is thawed
[Eb] Thought I was low, my cover was blown
You say like a note on an old [Abm] trombone
Don't make me rub your nose, it funds a hole
I [Eb] count so much, throw out my thumbs and swore
I'm a school of summers, throw a roll [Abm] runners
Keep the tag, my heat, one half with the Cocoa Brothers
I let the cold [Eb] feel like cocoa butter
This is culture, my folks is smokin' [Bbm] butter
Walkin' with a muffled ass
I send the boys back to [Abm] the room, be roughed up
I used to be the dog, [Fm] broke the [Bbm] pot
Smoke the top, smack I say two bucks
She [Abm] ain't no bubble gum
Pop a demonic circus, call me Michael, [Bbm] suck a bunch
I got the game in the V, [Abm] V-Mouth
This ass a brand new sneak, it's [Ab] eighties
[E] Baby please, please, kiss your heart baby
[Eb]
[E] [Eb]
[Bbm]
[N]
[Eb]
[Abm] I can cook coke with my [Eb] eyes closed, B.
McVille, Ron [Abm] English, Cold Brick for twenty-eight,
look like [Eb] we bleached it.
Leather strings [Bb] in the [Abm] tinkers, a wink, rockin' the wink.
[Eb] I shot him out the gate, the chopper got no [Bbm] brakes
My pockets outta shape, I'm [Abm] walkin' around with a mean face
Standin' on the [Bbm] couch with the big games
The bitches love the neck [Abm] clip, the clip with the tacks
I shoot off, [Bbm] slip the backseat, and I pull the brains out for the X
We get fucked up, [Abm] trapped in the Hermes Hick [Ab]-ship
Excuse [E] ya nigga, excellence
I'm a sex addict, I like it, it's all love
[Eb] Well if you're much, no bucko
You're much and I bust a pump, slug [Abm] stuck in your stucco
Shells all in your home, and humble a [Eb] bowl
We all know a pimp's a slight butthole
Draw [Abm] another note, I stand clean while the malt is thawed
[Eb] Thought I was low, my cover was blown
You say like a note on an old [Abm] trombone
Don't make me rub your nose, it funds a hole
I [Eb] count so much, throw out my thumbs and swore
I'm a school of summers, throw a roll [Abm] runners
Keep the tag, my heat, one half with the Cocoa Brothers
I let the cold [Eb] feel like cocoa butter
This is culture, my folks is smokin' [Bbm] butter
Walkin' with a muffled ass
I send the boys back to [Abm] the room, be roughed up
I used to be the dog, [Fm] broke the [Bbm] pot
Smoke the top, smack I say two bucks
She [Abm] ain't no bubble gum
Pop a demonic circus, call me Michael, [Bbm] suck a bunch
I got the game in the V, [Abm] V-Mouth
This ass a brand new sneak, it's [Ab] eighties
[E] Baby please, please, kiss your heart baby
[Eb]
[E] [Eb]
[Bbm]
[N]
Key:
Abm
Eb
Bbm
E
Ab
Abm
Eb
Bbm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ I can cook coke with my [Eb] eyes _ _ closed, B.
McVille, Ron [Abm] English, Cold Brick for twenty-eight,
look like [Eb] we bleached it.
Leather strings [Bb] in the [Abm] _ _ tinkers, a wink, rockin' the wink.
[Eb] I shot him out the gate, the chopper got no [Bbm] brakes
_ My pockets outta _ shape, I'm [Abm] walkin' around with a mean face
Standin' on the [Bbm] couch with the big games
_ The bitches love the neck [Abm] clip, the clip with the tacks
I shoot off, [Bbm] slip the backseat, and I pull the brains out for the X
We get fucked up, [Abm] _ trapped in the Hermes Hick [Ab]-ship
Excuse [E] ya nigga, excellence
I'm a sex addict, I like it, it's all love
[Eb] Well if you're much, no bucko
You're much and I bust a pump, slug [Abm] stuck in your stucco
_ Shells all in your home, and humble a [Eb] bowl
We all know a pimp's a slight butthole
Draw [Abm] another note, I stand clean while the malt is thawed
[Eb] Thought I was low, my cover was blown
You say like a note on an old [Abm] trombone
Don't make me rub your nose, it funds a hole
I [Eb] count so much, throw out my thumbs and swore
I'm a school of summers, throw a roll [Abm] runners
Keep the tag, my heat, one half with the Cocoa Brothers
I let the cold [Eb] feel like cocoa butter
This is culture, my folks is smokin' [Bbm] butter
_ Walkin' with a muffled ass
I send the boys back to [Abm] the room, be roughed up
I used to be the dog, [Fm] broke the [Bbm] pot
Smoke the top, smack I say two bucks
She [Abm] ain't no bubble gum
Pop a demonic circus, call me Michael, [Bbm] suck a bunch
I got the game in the V, [Abm] V-Mouth
This ass a brand new sneak, it's [Ab] eighties
[E] Baby please, please, kiss your heart baby _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ I can cook coke with my [Eb] eyes _ _ closed, B.
McVille, Ron [Abm] English, Cold Brick for twenty-eight,
look like [Eb] we bleached it.
Leather strings [Bb] in the [Abm] _ _ tinkers, a wink, rockin' the wink.
[Eb] I shot him out the gate, the chopper got no [Bbm] brakes
_ My pockets outta _ shape, I'm [Abm] walkin' around with a mean face
Standin' on the [Bbm] couch with the big games
_ The bitches love the neck [Abm] clip, the clip with the tacks
I shoot off, [Bbm] slip the backseat, and I pull the brains out for the X
We get fucked up, [Abm] _ trapped in the Hermes Hick [Ab]-ship
Excuse [E] ya nigga, excellence
I'm a sex addict, I like it, it's all love
[Eb] Well if you're much, no bucko
You're much and I bust a pump, slug [Abm] stuck in your stucco
_ Shells all in your home, and humble a [Eb] bowl
We all know a pimp's a slight butthole
Draw [Abm] another note, I stand clean while the malt is thawed
[Eb] Thought I was low, my cover was blown
You say like a note on an old [Abm] trombone
Don't make me rub your nose, it funds a hole
I [Eb] count so much, throw out my thumbs and swore
I'm a school of summers, throw a roll [Abm] runners
Keep the tag, my heat, one half with the Cocoa Brothers
I let the cold [Eb] feel like cocoa butter
This is culture, my folks is smokin' [Bbm] butter
_ Walkin' with a muffled ass
I send the boys back to [Abm] the room, be roughed up
I used to be the dog, [Fm] broke the [Bbm] pot
Smoke the top, smack I say two bucks
She [Abm] ain't no bubble gum
Pop a demonic circus, call me Michael, [Bbm] suck a bunch
I got the game in the V, [Abm] V-Mouth
This ass a brand new sneak, it's [Ab] eighties
[E] Baby please, please, kiss your heart baby _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _