Chords for YG - "Bicken Back Being Bool" (Official Video)
Tempo:
94.7 bpm
Chords used:
A
Gm
E
G
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I am the gladiator of our book.
I am a weapon for bows, the bone and muscle wrapped in black flesh.
Discipline of a soldier, but I've been trained by vets.
There'll be no sympathizing [C] on this battlefield.
No hesitation with my attack.
If we end up in the same arena, death to the end will do.
Striving in life so I can remain in this fight.
Every [B] day I peer out my cage, [E] thinking of the war I'm about to engage in.
So far I've survived this game for the kings, but in the depths of my mind [B] I've come to realize I'm breathing to die and I'm dying to breathe.
When will the day come that I'm removed from my feet and like all of my opponents, I'm forced to kneel to this king?
Whenever it does, I won't bear [D] remorse in my eyes.
[E] There'll only be hate for my captors and hope for revenge in a [Ab] spiritual life.
I bear no resemblance to any fighter you've ever [C] seen.
I've been [E] built like stone from within.
My courage is of a lion.
I possess the speed of a cheetah.
And in the darkest shadows of the night, I'll shine like armor when [B] the morning dawn casts its light.
I am the most powerful gladiator [E] this world will ever know.
When the dust starts to rise in these [C] spectators' cheer, [B] I'll swing my mace above my head.
Swords will be as sharp as they can possibly be.
Spears will be set and ready to throw.
War will be shared at that moment the king stands and says, gladiators go.
Ricky Henry, take your ass home.
Miss Baker, shut your ass up.
Don't call me Ricky Henry.
Call me Grimace.
This is my motherfucking neighborhood.
All my little homies hanging out today.
You're making me feel uncomfortable.
[A]
It's that motherfucking gangster shit, nigga.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm]
[A] being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm]
[A] being broke.
Pull up on the block like why?
[Gm] Fuck the police, [A] nigga, spread a cunt swat.
I ain't never played [Gm] with a pot.
I was in your house trying to [A] find a spot to extend my nuts.
I went to jail for a block, came home with a strike.
He went to jail as a bitch, came home as a jack, nigga, [E] yikes.
I don't play that shit.
Ricky [A] likes hick, I don't play that bitch.
I'm a real fucking nigga with a motherfucking attitude.
Walk up in the spot, you a nigga, nigga mad at you.
I was on the block [Gm] chilling, homies, bust a mission.
Came back [A] in equipment, hoping it [N] wasn't a whim.
[G]
Came back [D] shooting, my homies went back shooting.
Ain't [A] nobody, now nobody can see it shooting.
And [G] my homies with [E] the news, so they grab it too.
And this is [Gm] how I started [A] being broke.
I'm [E] just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm [A] just thinking back being broke.
I'm [G] just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm [A] just thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being [A] broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
[A]
Verse 2, [Gm] the sun come down, you [A] know when the sun come down, them guns come out.
They got bow, bow, bow, [Gm] bow, bow, bow.
I used [A] to ride niggas to the party while they trying to ride my style.
And karma is a motherfucking bitch.
You got your homie in jail, you [G] snitch.
All in [E] court, telling the judge who [Gm] it is.
Like a bitch when you [A] get to the pen, niggas on your wig.
Niggas be lurking, [Gm] bitches be slurping.
[A] Niggas got caught up on the next jail shirt, bitch.
[G] There's some months in the county I ain't had no patience.
My bitch wouldn't come and see me, I was in there masturbating.
[E] Smoking on the biggle but in the ball and burial.
[A] Niggas on the clocks and o's like cheerios.
[G] Ay, nigga.
Nigga, I got a hos on, right now.
Right now, right now, what you trying to do right now.
I'm [E] just thinking back being [Gm] broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just [E] thinking back being [Gm] broke.
I'm just [A] Pickin' back PIh pho
I'm just [Am] Pickin' back Pickin' boom
Pickin' [A] back Peein' pho
I'm just Pickin' back opted blue
Pickin' back Peein' pho
[N]
I am a weapon for bows, the bone and muscle wrapped in black flesh.
Discipline of a soldier, but I've been trained by vets.
There'll be no sympathizing [C] on this battlefield.
No hesitation with my attack.
If we end up in the same arena, death to the end will do.
Striving in life so I can remain in this fight.
Every [B] day I peer out my cage, [E] thinking of the war I'm about to engage in.
So far I've survived this game for the kings, but in the depths of my mind [B] I've come to realize I'm breathing to die and I'm dying to breathe.
When will the day come that I'm removed from my feet and like all of my opponents, I'm forced to kneel to this king?
Whenever it does, I won't bear [D] remorse in my eyes.
[E] There'll only be hate for my captors and hope for revenge in a [Ab] spiritual life.
I bear no resemblance to any fighter you've ever [C] seen.
I've been [E] built like stone from within.
My courage is of a lion.
I possess the speed of a cheetah.
And in the darkest shadows of the night, I'll shine like armor when [B] the morning dawn casts its light.
I am the most powerful gladiator [E] this world will ever know.
When the dust starts to rise in these [C] spectators' cheer, [B] I'll swing my mace above my head.
Swords will be as sharp as they can possibly be.
Spears will be set and ready to throw.
War will be shared at that moment the king stands and says, gladiators go.
Ricky Henry, take your ass home.
Miss Baker, shut your ass up.
Don't call me Ricky Henry.
Call me Grimace.
This is my motherfucking neighborhood.
All my little homies hanging out today.
You're making me feel uncomfortable.
[A]
It's that motherfucking gangster shit, nigga.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm]
[A] being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm]
[A] being broke.
Pull up on the block like why?
[Gm] Fuck the police, [A] nigga, spread a cunt swat.
I ain't never played [Gm] with a pot.
I was in your house trying to [A] find a spot to extend my nuts.
I went to jail for a block, came home with a strike.
He went to jail as a bitch, came home as a jack, nigga, [E] yikes.
I don't play that shit.
Ricky [A] likes hick, I don't play that bitch.
I'm a real fucking nigga with a motherfucking attitude.
Walk up in the spot, you a nigga, nigga mad at you.
I was on the block [Gm] chilling, homies, bust a mission.
Came back [A] in equipment, hoping it [N] wasn't a whim.
[G]
Came back [D] shooting, my homies went back shooting.
Ain't [A] nobody, now nobody can see it shooting.
And [G] my homies with [E] the news, so they grab it too.
And this is [Gm] how I started [A] being broke.
I'm [E] just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm [A] just thinking back being broke.
I'm [G] just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm [A] just thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being [A] broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
[A]
Verse 2, [Gm] the sun come down, you [A] know when the sun come down, them guns come out.
They got bow, bow, bow, [Gm] bow, bow, bow.
I used [A] to ride niggas to the party while they trying to ride my style.
And karma is a motherfucking bitch.
You got your homie in jail, you [G] snitch.
All in [E] court, telling the judge who [Gm] it is.
Like a bitch when you [A] get to the pen, niggas on your wig.
Niggas be lurking, [Gm] bitches be slurping.
[A] Niggas got caught up on the next jail shirt, bitch.
[G] There's some months in the county I ain't had no patience.
My bitch wouldn't come and see me, I was in there masturbating.
[E] Smoking on the biggle but in the ball and burial.
[A] Niggas on the clocks and o's like cheerios.
[G] Ay, nigga.
Nigga, I got a hos on, right now.
Right now, right now, what you trying to do right now.
I'm [E] just thinking back being [Gm] broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just [E] thinking back being [Gm] broke.
I'm just [A] Pickin' back PIh pho
I'm just [Am] Pickin' back Pickin' boom
Pickin' [A] back Peein' pho
I'm just Pickin' back opted blue
Pickin' back Peein' pho
[N]
Key:
A
Gm
E
G
B
A
Gm
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I am the gladiator of our book.
I am a weapon for bows, the bone and muscle wrapped in black flesh.
_ Discipline of a soldier, but I've been trained by vets.
There'll be no sympathizing [C] on this battlefield.
No hesitation with my attack.
If we end up in the same arena, death to the end will do.
Striving in life so I can remain in this fight.
Every [B] day I peer out my cage, [E] thinking of the war I'm about to engage in.
So far I've survived this game for the kings, but in the depths of my mind [B] I've come to realize I'm breathing to die and I'm dying to breathe.
When will the day come that I'm removed from my feet and like all of my opponents, I'm forced to kneel to this king?
Whenever it does, I won't bear [D] remorse in my eyes.
[E] There'll only be hate for my captors and hope for revenge in a [Ab] spiritual life.
I bear no resemblance to any fighter you've ever [C] seen.
I've been [E] built like stone from within.
My courage is of a lion.
I possess the speed of a cheetah.
And in the darkest shadows of the night, I'll shine like armor when [B] the morning dawn casts its light.
I am the most powerful gladiator [E] this world will ever know.
When the dust starts to rise in these [C] spectators' cheer, [B] I'll swing my mace above my head.
Swords will be as sharp as they can possibly be.
Spears will be set and ready to throw.
War will be shared at that moment the king stands and says, gladiators go.
_ Ricky Henry, take your ass home.
Miss Baker, shut your ass up.
Don't call me Ricky Henry.
Call me Grimace.
This is my motherfucking neighborhood.
All my little homies hanging out today.
You're making me feel uncomfortable.
_ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ It's that motherfucking gangster shit, nigga.
_ _ I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] _ _
[A] being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] _ _ _
[A] being broke.
Pull up on the block like why?
[Gm] Fuck the police, [A] nigga, spread a cunt swat.
I ain't never played [Gm] with a pot.
I was in your house trying to [A] find a spot to extend my nuts.
I went to jail for a block, came home with a strike.
He went to jail as a bitch, came home as a jack, nigga, [E] yikes.
I don't play that shit.
Ricky [A] likes hick, I don't play that bitch.
I'm a real fucking nigga with a motherfucking attitude.
Walk up in the spot, you a nigga, nigga mad at you.
I was on the block [Gm] chilling, homies, bust a mission.
Came back [A] in equipment, hoping it [N] wasn't a whim.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Came back [D] shooting, my homies went back shooting.
Ain't [A] nobody, now nobody can see it shooting.
And [G] my homies with [E] the news, so they grab it too.
And this is [Gm] how I started [A] being broke.
I'm [E] just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm [A] just thinking back being broke.
I'm [G] just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm [A] just thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being _ [A] _ broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
_ [A] _ _ _
Verse 2, [Gm] the sun come down, you [A] know when the sun come down, them guns come out.
They got bow, bow, bow, [Gm] bow, bow, bow.
I used [A] to ride niggas to the party while they trying to ride my style.
And karma is a motherfucking bitch.
You got your homie in jail, you [G] snitch.
All in [E] court, telling the judge who [Gm] it is.
Like a bitch when you [A] get to the pen, niggas on your wig.
Niggas be lurking, [Gm] bitches be slurping.
[A] Niggas got caught up on the next jail shirt, bitch.
[G] There's some months in the county I ain't had no patience.
My bitch wouldn't come and see me, I was in there masturbating.
[E] Smoking on the biggle but in the ball and burial.
[A] Niggas on the clocks and o's like cheerios.
[G] Ay, nigga.
Nigga, I got a hos on, right now.
Right now, right now, what you trying to do right now.
I'm [E] just thinking back being [Gm] broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just [E] thinking back being [Gm] broke.
I'm just [A] Pickin' back PIh pho
I'm just [Am] Pickin' back Pickin' boom
Pickin' [A] back Peein' pho
I'm just Pickin' back opted blue
Pickin' back Peein' pho _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ I am the gladiator of our book.
I am a weapon for bows, the bone and muscle wrapped in black flesh.
_ Discipline of a soldier, but I've been trained by vets.
There'll be no sympathizing [C] on this battlefield.
No hesitation with my attack.
If we end up in the same arena, death to the end will do.
Striving in life so I can remain in this fight.
Every [B] day I peer out my cage, [E] thinking of the war I'm about to engage in.
So far I've survived this game for the kings, but in the depths of my mind [B] I've come to realize I'm breathing to die and I'm dying to breathe.
When will the day come that I'm removed from my feet and like all of my opponents, I'm forced to kneel to this king?
Whenever it does, I won't bear [D] remorse in my eyes.
[E] There'll only be hate for my captors and hope for revenge in a [Ab] spiritual life.
I bear no resemblance to any fighter you've ever [C] seen.
I've been [E] built like stone from within.
My courage is of a lion.
I possess the speed of a cheetah.
And in the darkest shadows of the night, I'll shine like armor when [B] the morning dawn casts its light.
I am the most powerful gladiator [E] this world will ever know.
When the dust starts to rise in these [C] spectators' cheer, [B] I'll swing my mace above my head.
Swords will be as sharp as they can possibly be.
Spears will be set and ready to throw.
War will be shared at that moment the king stands and says, gladiators go.
_ Ricky Henry, take your ass home.
Miss Baker, shut your ass up.
Don't call me Ricky Henry.
Call me Grimace.
This is my motherfucking neighborhood.
All my little homies hanging out today.
You're making me feel uncomfortable.
_ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ It's that motherfucking gangster shit, nigga.
_ _ I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] _ _
[A] being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] _ _ _
[A] being broke.
Pull up on the block like why?
[Gm] Fuck the police, [A] nigga, spread a cunt swat.
I ain't never played [Gm] with a pot.
I was in your house trying to [A] find a spot to extend my nuts.
I went to jail for a block, came home with a strike.
He went to jail as a bitch, came home as a jack, nigga, [E] yikes.
I don't play that shit.
Ricky [A] likes hick, I don't play that bitch.
I'm a real fucking nigga with a motherfucking attitude.
Walk up in the spot, you a nigga, nigga mad at you.
I was on the block [Gm] chilling, homies, bust a mission.
Came back [A] in equipment, hoping it [N] wasn't a whim.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Came back [D] shooting, my homies went back shooting.
Ain't [A] nobody, now nobody can see it shooting.
And [G] my homies with [E] the news, so they grab it too.
And this is [Gm] how I started [A] being broke.
I'm [E] just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm [A] just thinking back being broke.
I'm [G] just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
I'm [A] just thinking back being broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being _ [A] _ broke.
I'm just thinking back [Gm] being broke.
_ [A] _ _ _
Verse 2, [Gm] the sun come down, you [A] know when the sun come down, them guns come out.
They got bow, bow, bow, [Gm] bow, bow, bow.
I used [A] to ride niggas to the party while they trying to ride my style.
And karma is a motherfucking bitch.
You got your homie in jail, you [G] snitch.
All in [E] court, telling the judge who [Gm] it is.
Like a bitch when you [A] get to the pen, niggas on your wig.
Niggas be lurking, [Gm] bitches be slurping.
[A] Niggas got caught up on the next jail shirt, bitch.
[G] There's some months in the county I ain't had no patience.
My bitch wouldn't come and see me, I was in there masturbating.
[E] Smoking on the biggle but in the ball and burial.
[A] Niggas on the clocks and o's like cheerios.
[G] Ay, nigga.
Nigga, I got a hos on, right now.
Right now, right now, what you trying to do right now.
I'm [E] just thinking back being [Gm] broke.
I'm just [A] thinking back being broke.
I'm just [E] thinking back being [Gm] broke.
I'm just [A] Pickin' back PIh pho
I'm just [Am] Pickin' back Pickin' boom
Pickin' [A] back Peein' pho
I'm just Pickin' back opted blue
Pickin' back Peein' pho _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _