Chords for Yus Gz - PSA [Official Music Video] #faceofbx #trending #2022takeover #NoMoreGBGbabies
Tempo:
76.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
C
Bm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [E]
[B] [E]
[C] [E]
[B] [B] [E]
[C#] [E] [C] [Em]
Every
[Bm] [E]
[Bm] [E] [C] [B]
[Em] [F#] [A] [E]
[C] [B]
[C] [B] [E]
Week
Oh, yeah, off the 42, we live in bed
Hop, hop, hop, switch the beam on this friend
[G] In a minute, I'm [F#] coming to Zen
Gonna call for like Uncle Ben
Like, turn on my vibe, bitch, I'm going like 10
Like, [E] the oil even flowing again
As he get it, we throwing the gas
He high, my vibe, we gon' roll him again
Had pop, blew out, he ain't breathing again
[B] Like, what?
Don't fight
[Cm] I'm in the flesh, this [E] thing didn't rhyme
Niggas say he saw [C] me, that was top
Flippin' the Bronx, I [E] got him with a cop
Bitch, when I saw me, he [B] gave me a dop
Water, water, I just [E] run the track
Don't got like what's in my mind
I got him, they don't lie on your diet
Niggas say shit, I went out fly
That [Cm] nigga was funny, he [E] didn't look back
Matter of fact, you all right
Like, [Bm] pretend shot, let it go, get a back
He like, what up, my [B] mother, you white
Niggas clip on that bitch, you used to let [E] him get back
This fucker went to get beat with a mac
Thought the whole butthole, but the O in his back
That's a fact, and you better not lie
Two things [C] on the men, one [B] G's in the hat
That nigga ain't going nowhere
I'm so on top, that nigga done
Bow, bow, in those TBC [Bm] babies, they going out that Rito
[E] Bow, bow, and I love the red [B] beans
When I'mma turn up my lunch
Turn up, [E] that's how I got love, my bitch
I turn [C] up the runs
[B]
I'm the face of the Bronx, and I sell out, I make it a run
Like what, you give it a buck
How many times do they got, [E] that's tough
When you're ready to meet, ready to up
Got a gun on my hood, say, ready [B] to bump
If it's tough, if it's tough
[C] Superstar, bitch, it's [B] super clout
Every day I went shot, every CM is down
Now, now, you're dead from under the box
[E] Everything's dead, boy, you running the house
Udda like Gianni, he's play [E] for the box
Bow, bow, bow, he gon' turn him to dust
K-Flock in his spot, and I can get him punched
Yo, AK, turn up the runs
If you [Cm] wanna take him and turn [B] up the lunch
You got that
[E] Yo, AK
[C#] [E] Everything's dead
[B] [E]
[C] [E]
[B] [B] [E]
[C#] [E] [C] [Em]
Every
[Bm] [E]
[Bm] [E] [C] [B]
[Em] [F#] [A] [E]
[C] [B]
[C] [B] [E]
Week
Oh, yeah, off the 42, we live in bed
Hop, hop, hop, switch the beam on this friend
[G] In a minute, I'm [F#] coming to Zen
Gonna call for like Uncle Ben
Like, turn on my vibe, bitch, I'm going like 10
Like, [E] the oil even flowing again
As he get it, we throwing the gas
He high, my vibe, we gon' roll him again
Had pop, blew out, he ain't breathing again
[B] Like, what?
Don't fight
[Cm] I'm in the flesh, this [E] thing didn't rhyme
Niggas say he saw [C] me, that was top
Flippin' the Bronx, I [E] got him with a cop
Bitch, when I saw me, he [B] gave me a dop
Water, water, I just [E] run the track
Don't got like what's in my mind
I got him, they don't lie on your diet
Niggas say shit, I went out fly
That [Cm] nigga was funny, he [E] didn't look back
Matter of fact, you all right
Like, [Bm] pretend shot, let it go, get a back
He like, what up, my [B] mother, you white
Niggas clip on that bitch, you used to let [E] him get back
This fucker went to get beat with a mac
Thought the whole butthole, but the O in his back
That's a fact, and you better not lie
Two things [C] on the men, one [B] G's in the hat
That nigga ain't going nowhere
I'm so on top, that nigga done
Bow, bow, in those TBC [Bm] babies, they going out that Rito
[E] Bow, bow, and I love the red [B] beans
When I'mma turn up my lunch
Turn up, [E] that's how I got love, my bitch
I turn [C] up the runs
[B]
I'm the face of the Bronx, and I sell out, I make it a run
Like what, you give it a buck
How many times do they got, [E] that's tough
When you're ready to meet, ready to up
Got a gun on my hood, say, ready [B] to bump
If it's tough, if it's tough
[C] Superstar, bitch, it's [B] super clout
Every day I went shot, every CM is down
Now, now, you're dead from under the box
[E] Everything's dead, boy, you running the house
Udda like Gianni, he's play [E] for the box
Bow, bow, bow, he gon' turn him to dust
K-Flock in his spot, and I can get him punched
Yo, AK, turn up the runs
If you [Cm] wanna take him and turn [B] up the lunch
You got that
[E] Yo, AK
[C#] [E] Everything's dead
Key:
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C
Bm
Cm
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B
C
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [E] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _
_ [C#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _ [Em] _
_ Every
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ [B] _
[Em] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [B] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
Week
Oh, yeah, off the 42, we live in bed
Hop, hop, hop, switch the beam on this friend
[G] In a minute, I'm [F#] coming to Zen
Gonna call for like Uncle Ben
Like, turn on my vibe, bitch, I'm going like 10
Like, [E] the oil even flowing again
As he get it, we throwing the gas
He high, my vibe, we gon' roll him again
Had pop, blew out, he ain't breathing again
[B] Like, what?
Don't fight
[Cm] I'm in the flesh, this [E] thing didn't rhyme
Niggas say he saw [C] me, that was top
Flippin' the Bronx, I [E] got him with a cop
Bitch, when I saw me, he [B] gave me a dop
Water, water, I just [E] run the track
Don't got like what's in my mind
I got him, they don't lie on your diet
Niggas say shit, I went out fly
That [Cm] nigga was funny, he [E] didn't look back
Matter of fact, you all right
Like, [Bm] pretend shot, let it go, get a back
He like, what up, my [B] mother, you white
Niggas clip on that bitch, you used to let [E] him get back
This fucker went to get beat with a mac
Thought the whole butthole, but the O in his back
That's a fact, and you better not lie
Two things [C] on the men, one [B] G's in the hat
That nigga ain't going nowhere
I'm so on top, that nigga done
Bow, bow, in those TBC [Bm] babies, they going out that Rito
[E] Bow, bow, and I love the red [B] beans
When I'mma turn up my lunch
Turn up, [E] that's how I got love, my bitch
I turn [C] up the runs
[B]
I'm the face of the Bronx, and I sell out, I make it a run
Like what, you give it a buck
How many times do they got, [E] that's tough
When you're ready to meet, ready to up
Got a gun on my hood, say, ready [B] to bump
If it's tough, if it's tough
[C] Superstar, bitch, it's [B] super clout
Every day I went shot, every CM is down
Now, now, you're dead from under the box
[E] Everything's dead, boy, you running the house
Udda like Gianni, he's play [E] for the box
Bow, bow, bow, he gon' turn him to dust
K-Flock in his spot, and I can get him punched
Yo, AK, turn up the runs
If you [Cm] wanna take him and turn [B] up the lunch
You got that
_ [E] _ _ _ _ Yo, AK
_ [C#] _ [E] Everything's dead _ _ _ _
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_ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [E] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _
_ [C#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _ [Em] _
_ Every
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ [B] _
[Em] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [B] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
Week
Oh, yeah, off the 42, we live in bed
Hop, hop, hop, switch the beam on this friend
[G] In a minute, I'm [F#] coming to Zen
Gonna call for like Uncle Ben
Like, turn on my vibe, bitch, I'm going like 10
Like, [E] the oil even flowing again
As he get it, we throwing the gas
He high, my vibe, we gon' roll him again
Had pop, blew out, he ain't breathing again
[B] Like, what?
Don't fight
[Cm] I'm in the flesh, this [E] thing didn't rhyme
Niggas say he saw [C] me, that was top
Flippin' the Bronx, I [E] got him with a cop
Bitch, when I saw me, he [B] gave me a dop
Water, water, I just [E] run the track
Don't got like what's in my mind
I got him, they don't lie on your diet
Niggas say shit, I went out fly
That [Cm] nigga was funny, he [E] didn't look back
Matter of fact, you all right
Like, [Bm] pretend shot, let it go, get a back
He like, what up, my [B] mother, you white
Niggas clip on that bitch, you used to let [E] him get back
This fucker went to get beat with a mac
Thought the whole butthole, but the O in his back
That's a fact, and you better not lie
Two things [C] on the men, one [B] G's in the hat
That nigga ain't going nowhere
I'm so on top, that nigga done
Bow, bow, in those TBC [Bm] babies, they going out that Rito
[E] Bow, bow, and I love the red [B] beans
When I'mma turn up my lunch
Turn up, [E] that's how I got love, my bitch
I turn [C] up the runs
[B]
I'm the face of the Bronx, and I sell out, I make it a run
Like what, you give it a buck
How many times do they got, [E] that's tough
When you're ready to meet, ready to up
Got a gun on my hood, say, ready [B] to bump
If it's tough, if it's tough
[C] Superstar, bitch, it's [B] super clout
Every day I went shot, every CM is down
Now, now, you're dead from under the box
[E] Everything's dead, boy, you running the house
Udda like Gianni, he's play [E] for the box
Bow, bow, bow, he gon' turn him to dust
K-Flock in his spot, and I can get him punched
Yo, AK, turn up the runs
If you [Cm] wanna take him and turn [B] up the lunch
You got that
_ [E] _ _ _ _ Yo, AK
_ [C#] _ [E] Everything's dead _ _ _ _
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