YG - Blacks & Browns ft. Sad Boy (Official Audio) Chords
Tempo:
91.85 bpm
Chords used:
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Fm
G
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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[G] [F] [Fm]
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[G] [F] [Fm] I'm a nigga and I can't go offside We lookin' [Eb] bad on the news, black [F] on black,
homicide I'm [G] a nigga and I can't go offside
I need them [Eb] dollars, got these problems, with [Fm] this llama on my mind
I'm a nigga and I can't go offside They make it harder by the day, gotta [F] keep
this hope alive I'm [G] a nigga and I can't go offside
Cause if my homies say it's on, then you [Fm] know I'm down to ride
We make it hard for us with all this black on black
Crime in the same state, we gotta [F] pay our checks If we [G] get locked up, it's death rank
We get popped, then [Eb] retaliate And [F] they sell us these [Fm] guns
And these fucked up schools, where they teach us what they told to
Half the shit I learned [F] in school, I ain't never used
[G] These fucked up rules, the government tryna control you
That's why we say fuck the law, [Fm] we act like we know what the juice is
Fucked up out here, it's neglect up out here The rest end [F] up stuck up out here
So [G] I'm speaking for my peers, cause I still see they tears
I [Eb] ain't sugar coating nothing nigga, [F] this is what [Fm] it is
They surprise with the county, and make us feel comfortable
Couple years passed, we in [F] the same spot we was before
[G] We was the 10th, when that section 8 ticked
To be first of the month, we got them [F] groceries for them kids
But [Fm] naw, they fucking up our mental, heaping us lazy
So we can't be [F] successful black people, we [G] need to
Come together, fuck they shit, tired [Eb] of being a victim
Tired [F] of racism, [Fm] so I'ma spit this in, so this shit stop
Cause this that nigga, we [F] all we got, we need
[G] Stop hating on what the next black got, give them props
To figure out [F] how he grand [Fm] shot, so our kids, kids be good
On a house in the hills, and rent that [F] house out in a hood
Cause [G] them folks, they be wealthy, [Eb] we never think about tomorrow
[F] That's so [Fm] unhealthy, we killing ourself, they killing us too
They [Eb] distract us with entertainment, while they [F] get they lunch
They never [G] gave us what they owed us, but liquor stores on every [Eb] corner
Welcome to Los [Fm] Angeles, California
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[G] [F] [Fm]
[Eb] [F] I'm [G] sad boy loco, and I'm here to [Eb] speak for my people
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[G] [Eb] [F] [Fm]
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[G] [F] [Fm]
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[G] [F] [Fm] I'm a nigga and I can't go offside We lookin' [Eb] bad on the news, black [F] on black,
homicide I'm [G] a nigga and I can't go offside
I need them [Eb] dollars, got these problems, with [Fm] this llama on my mind
I'm a nigga and I can't go offside They make it harder by the day, gotta [F] keep
this hope alive I'm [G] a nigga and I can't go offside
Cause if my homies say it's on, then you [Fm] know I'm down to ride
We make it hard for us with all this black on black
Crime in the same state, we gotta [F] pay our checks If we [G] get locked up, it's death rank
We get popped, then [Eb] retaliate And [F] they sell us these [Fm] guns
And these fucked up schools, where they teach us what they told to
Half the shit I learned [F] in school, I ain't never used
[G] These fucked up rules, the government tryna control you
That's why we say fuck the law, [Fm] we act like we know what the juice is
Fucked up out here, it's neglect up out here The rest end [F] up stuck up out here
So [G] I'm speaking for my peers, cause I still see they tears
I [Eb] ain't sugar coating nothing nigga, [F] this is what [Fm] it is
They surprise with the county, and make us feel comfortable
Couple years passed, we in [F] the same spot we was before
[G] We was the 10th, when that section 8 ticked
To be first of the month, we got them [F] groceries for them kids
But [Fm] naw, they fucking up our mental, heaping us lazy
So we can't be [F] successful black people, we [G] need to
Come together, fuck they shit, tired [Eb] of being a victim
Tired [F] of racism, [Fm] so I'ma spit this in, so this shit stop
Cause this that nigga, we [F] all we got, we need
[G] Stop hating on what the next black got, give them props
To figure out [F] how he grand [Fm] shot, so our kids, kids be good
On a house in the hills, and rent that [F] house out in a hood
Cause [G] them folks, they be wealthy, [Eb] we never think about tomorrow
[F] That's so [Fm] unhealthy, we killing ourself, they killing us too
They [Eb] distract us with entertainment, while they [F] get they lunch
They never [G] gave us what they owed us, but liquor stores on every [Eb] corner
Welcome to Los [Fm] Angeles, California
[Eb] [F]
[G] [F] [Fm]
[Eb] [F] I'm [G] sad boy loco, and I'm here to [Eb] speak for my people
[Fm] [Eb] [F]
[G] [Eb] [F] [Fm]
[Eb] [F]
[G] [N]
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] [Fm] I'm a nigga and I can't go offside We lookin' [Eb] bad on the news, black [F] on black,
homicide I'm [G] a nigga and I can't go offside
I need them [Eb] dollars, got these problems, with [Fm] this llama on my mind
I'm a nigga and I can't go offside They make it harder by the day, gotta [F] keep
this hope alive I'm [G] a nigga and I can't go offside
Cause if my homies say it's on, then you [Fm] know I'm down to ride
We make it hard for us with all this black on black
Crime in the same state, we gotta [F] pay our checks If we [G] get locked up, it's death rank
We get popped, then [Eb] retaliate And [F] they sell us these [Fm] guns
And these fucked up schools, where they teach us what they told to
Half the shit I learned [F] in school, I ain't never used
[G] These fucked up rules, the government tryna control you
That's why we say fuck the law, [Fm] we act like we know what the juice is
Fucked up out here, it's neglect up out here The rest end [F] up stuck up out here
So [G] I'm speaking for my peers, cause I still see they tears
I [Eb] ain't sugar coating nothing nigga, [F] this is what [Fm] it is
They surprise with the county, and make us feel comfortable
Couple years passed, we in [F] the same spot we was before
[G] We was the 10th, when that section 8 ticked
To be first of the month, we got them [F] groceries for them kids
But [Fm] naw, they fucking up our mental, heaping us lazy
So we can't be [F] successful black people, we [G] need to
Come together, fuck they shit, tired [Eb] of being a victim
Tired [F] of racism, [Fm] so I'ma spit this in, so this shit stop
Cause this that nigga, we [F] all we got, we need
[G] Stop hating on what the next black got, give them props
To figure out [F] how he grand [Fm] shot, so our kids, kids be good
On a house in the hills, and rent that [F] house out in a hood
Cause [G] them folks, they be wealthy, [Eb] we never think about tomorrow
[F] That's so [Fm] unhealthy, we killing ourself, they killing us too
They [Eb] distract us with entertainment, while they [F] get they lunch
They never [G] gave us what they owed us, but liquor stores on every [Eb] corner
Welcome to Los [Fm] Angeles, California
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_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [F] I'm [G] sad boy loco, _ and I'm here to [Eb] speak for my people
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] [Fm] I'm a nigga and I can't go offside We lookin' [Eb] bad on the news, black [F] on black,
homicide I'm [G] a nigga and I can't go offside
I need them [Eb] dollars, got these problems, with [Fm] this llama on my mind
I'm a nigga and I can't go offside They make it harder by the day, gotta [F] keep
this hope alive I'm [G] a nigga and I can't go offside
Cause if my homies say it's on, then you [Fm] know I'm down to ride
We make it hard for us with all this black on black
Crime in the same state, we gotta [F] pay our checks If we [G] get locked up, it's death rank
We get popped, then [Eb] retaliate And [F] they sell us these [Fm] guns
And these fucked up schools, where they teach us what they told to
Half the shit I learned [F] in school, I ain't never used
[G] These fucked up rules, the government tryna control you
That's why we say fuck the law, [Fm] we act like we know what the juice is
Fucked up out here, it's neglect up out here The rest end [F] up stuck up out here
So [G] I'm speaking for my peers, cause I still see they tears
I [Eb] ain't sugar coating nothing nigga, [F] this is what [Fm] it is
They surprise with the county, and make us feel comfortable
Couple years passed, we in [F] the same spot we was before
[G] We was the 10th, when that section 8 ticked
To be first of the month, we got them [F] groceries for them kids
But [Fm] naw, they fucking up our mental, heaping us lazy
So we can't be [F] successful black people, we [G] need to
Come together, fuck they shit, tired [Eb] of being a victim
Tired [F] of racism, [Fm] so I'ma spit this in, so this shit stop
Cause this that nigga, we [F] all we got, we need
[G] Stop hating on what the next black got, give them props
To figure out [F] how he grand [Fm] shot, so our kids, kids be good
On a house in the hills, and rent that [F] house out in a hood
Cause [G] them folks, they be wealthy, [Eb] we never think about tomorrow
[F] That's so [Fm] unhealthy, we killing ourself, they killing us too
They [Eb] distract us with entertainment, while they [F] get they lunch
They never [G] gave us what they owed us, but liquor stores on every [Eb] corner
Welcome to Los [Fm] Angeles, California
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_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [F] I'm [G] sad boy loco, _ and I'm here to [Eb] speak for my people
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