Chords for 6IX9INE - GINÉ (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
76.95 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
D
Bm
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
Hey, yo, let's go get [F#m] the baby saying this and that all I shit is cat pull up on them real life like with energy
Yeah, [D] I shot you I robbed you and I do that back.
Remember that niggas like [F#m] yeah, I do that back
But make tracks suck dick nigga eat my sack.
I [D] shout out all y'all rappers real life
No, cat the feds charge me for that whole fucking [Bm] case.
So eat a dick little nigga.
Don't watch [F#m] my face
Ain't no pity back run up on the niggas.
Give me that we're to react stupid little nigga.
Give me that [D] We're blinking
You know that when I see you we gonna make a
[F#m] sticky sticky sticky shot
Chili blinky quarter-device shot made him pity rock.
Don't be punched about a chicken spot
Got my city hot silence of that shit up this 40 biggest shot
I got this Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot
Watch him twirl then he drop drop.
Just drop drop got the game on rock
A lot ring around the Rosie still keep it on me.
Fuck a little semi nigga.
I'm coming with this chopper
Don't let that just hit him.
He won't make it to the doctor
You know, but his body kick his head like you stop your man got shot
You made a [G#] diss track go get a gun and get some get back your man got shot
He not coming back go get a gun and [F#m] get some get back.
You a bitch
I knew you wouldn't ride for your homie.
I knew you wouldn't ride by your dhoni
[D] Baby on my dick, but if you know me, then you know me couple chains good trip in the rollies
Oh [F#m] slowly look big watch big Cuban pop with an Addy my god
No smiles.
No games fun.
We're not a day.
He get away
Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot watch him twirl
Then he drop drop just drop drop got the game on lock lock lock lock
Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot watch him [D] twirl
Then he drop drop just drop drop got the game on lock lock [F#m] lock lock
Hey, yo, let's go get [F#m] the baby saying this and that all I shit is cat pull up on them real life like with energy
Yeah, [D] I shot you I robbed you and I do that back.
Remember that niggas like [F#m] yeah, I do that back
But make tracks suck dick nigga eat my sack.
I [D] shout out all y'all rappers real life
No, cat the feds charge me for that whole fucking [Bm] case.
So eat a dick little nigga.
Don't watch [F#m] my face
Ain't no pity back run up on the niggas.
Give me that we're to react stupid little nigga.
Give me that [D] We're blinking
You know that when I see you we gonna make a
[F#m] sticky sticky sticky shot
Chili blinky quarter-device shot made him pity rock.
Don't be punched about a chicken spot
Got my city hot silence of that shit up this 40 biggest shot
I got this Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot
Watch him twirl then he drop drop.
Just drop drop got the game on rock
A lot ring around the Rosie still keep it on me.
Fuck a little semi nigga.
I'm coming with this chopper
Don't let that just hit him.
He won't make it to the doctor
You know, but his body kick his head like you stop your man got shot
You made a [G#] diss track go get a gun and get some get back your man got shot
He not coming back go get a gun and [F#m] get some get back.
You a bitch
I knew you wouldn't ride for your homie.
I knew you wouldn't ride by your dhoni
[D] Baby on my dick, but if you know me, then you know me couple chains good trip in the rollies
Oh [F#m] slowly look big watch big Cuban pop with an Addy my god
No smiles.
No games fun.
We're not a day.
He get away
Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot watch him twirl
Then he drop drop just drop drop got the game on lock lock lock lock
Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot watch him [D] twirl
Then he drop drop just drop drop got the game on lock lock [F#m] lock lock
Key:
F#m
D
Bm
G#
F#m
D
Bm
G#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
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_ Hey, yo, let's go get [F#m] the baby saying this and that all I shit is cat pull up on them real life like with energy
Yeah, [D] I shot you I robbed you and I do that back.
Remember that niggas like [F#m] yeah, I do that back
But make tracks suck dick nigga eat my sack.
I [D] shout out all y'all rappers real life
No, cat the feds charge me for that whole fucking [Bm] case.
So eat a dick little nigga.
Don't watch [F#m] my face
Ain't no pity back run up on the niggas.
Give me that we're to react stupid little nigga.
Give me that [D] We're blinking
_ You know that when I see you we gonna make a
[F#m] sticky sticky sticky shot
Chili blinky quarter-device shot made him pity rock.
Don't be punched about a chicken spot
Got my city hot silence of that shit up this 40 biggest shot
I got this Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot
Watch him twirl then he drop drop.
Just drop drop got the game on rock
A lot ring around the Rosie still keep it on me.
Fuck a little semi nigga.
I'm coming with this chopper
Don't let that just hit him.
He won't make it to the doctor
You know, but his body kick his head like you stop your man got shot
You made a [G#] diss track go get a gun and get some get back your man got shot
He not coming back go get a gun and [F#m] get some get back.
You a bitch
I knew you wouldn't ride for your homie.
I knew you wouldn't ride by your dhoni
[D] Baby on my dick, but if you know me, then you know me couple chains good trip in the rollies
Oh [F#m] slowly look big watch big Cuban pop with an Addy my god
No smiles.
No games fun.
We're not a day.
He get away
Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot watch him twirl
Then he drop drop just drop drop got the game on lock lock lock lock
Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot watch him [D] twirl
Then he drop drop just drop drop got the game on lock lock [F#m] lock lock _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hey, yo, let's go get [F#m] the baby saying this and that all I shit is cat pull up on them real life like with energy
Yeah, [D] I shot you I robbed you and I do that back.
Remember that niggas like [F#m] yeah, I do that back
But make tracks suck dick nigga eat my sack.
I [D] shout out all y'all rappers real life
No, cat the feds charge me for that whole fucking [Bm] case.
So eat a dick little nigga.
Don't watch [F#m] my face
Ain't no pity back run up on the niggas.
Give me that we're to react stupid little nigga.
Give me that [D] We're blinking
_ You know that when I see you we gonna make a
[F#m] sticky sticky sticky shot
Chili blinky quarter-device shot made him pity rock.
Don't be punched about a chicken spot
Got my city hot silence of that shit up this 40 biggest shot
I got this Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot
Watch him twirl then he drop drop.
Just drop drop got the game on rock
A lot ring around the Rosie still keep it on me.
Fuck a little semi nigga.
I'm coming with this chopper
Don't let that just hit him.
He won't make it to the doctor
You know, but his body kick his head like you stop your man got shot
You made a [G#] diss track go get a gun and get some get back your man got shot
He not coming back go get a gun and [F#m] get some get back.
You a bitch
I knew you wouldn't ride for your homie.
I knew you wouldn't ride by your dhoni
[D] Baby on my dick, but if you know me, then you know me couple chains good trip in the rollies
Oh [F#m] slowly look big watch big Cuban pop with an Addy my god
No smiles.
No games fun.
We're not a day.
He get away
Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot watch him twirl
Then he drop drop just drop drop got the game on lock lock lock lock
Mickey Mickey my be my be my my look you can catch a shot shot shot shot watch him [D] twirl
Then he drop drop just drop drop got the game on lock lock [F#m] lock lock _ _ _ _ _ _
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