Chords for Bell Biv DeVoe - Word To The Mutha!

Tempo:
108.2 bpm
Chords used:

Abm

Ab

Gb

Eb

Bb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Bell Biv DeVoe - Word To The Mutha! chords
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[E]
[E]
[A]
[Abm] [Ebm]
[Db]
[Gb]
[Ab]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Gb] [Bb] [Gb]
[Ab] [Bb] We will come, [Eb]
we will go.
In this business [Ebm] you never, never [Gb] know.
[Ab] Some are good, [Gb] some are bad.
[Ab] You know we [Bb] got what [Abm] no one ever had.
Oh, the time [Ab] will come.
We will be the one.
[Abm] Gonna be the [Cm] judge [Abm] today.
And nobody [Ab]
knows how we really feel.
[Abm] They don't know, [Eb] do you?
[Abm] Get back.
We've got to put this back together.
Our word [Gbm] to the mother.
[Abm] Get back.
Back where we started from.
Get back.
Our word to the mother.
Sometimes it gets kind [Gb] of hard on the boulevard.
Brothers and sisters being slaved and [Abm] scarred.
The girls in the halls, white in the walls.
[Ab] Like a pushing man for losing a loan.
It's a loan that John sent and he [Gb] was shook.
He pulled the [Gb] trig cause he figured he could be a bigger
nigga [Ab] and the project should sink.
So fill the bowl sack.
Yo Rick, come easy.
[Bb] We are [Eb] one.
[Gb] Breaking new.
[Eb] Oh, Ronnie, [Bb] Bobby, Ricky, Mike, [Ab] Ralph, and Johnny [Gb] too.
[Abm] [Bb] It ain't nothing but a [Eb] thing that we're gonna do.
[Gb] Everybody's always talking about the innit, ooh. [Bbm] Oh, [Ab] yeah.
[Gb] Oh, [Abm] yeah.
It's poison.
Don't be cruel.
It's my [Db] prerogative to do what I gotta do.
Have a little [Gb] sensitivity.
Do me, baby.
I want to [Abm] give love the right way.
So [Eb] what you gotta say?
[Dbm] Oh, no, [E] she's a candy girl living [Dbm] in a half crazy world.
That's the way I'm living, [Gb] girl.
Now every little step I take is enough [B] to end the heartbreak.
[Eb] My, my, [Abm] my.
Get back.
We've got to put this thing together.
Get right back.
Just bring our work to the mother.
Get back.
Bringing it right back where we started from.
Get right back.
Just bring our work to the mother.
[Ab] Get back.
We've got to [Abm] bring it back.
We've got to bring it back to the mother.
Get right back.
[Bb]
Hey, hey, [Ab] hey. Yo, hey.
Bound to go down.
Lost, bips, and found.
Tips to the great y'all to come and take me down.
Smugglers, pimp bot, pigs, punks, troublemakers.
Big, executive button, pushes to three shakers.
Crack and dabbing, baby.
Future's hazy.
I don't know, this is crazy.
All I can do is turn the heat up.
Defeat all odds in revenge and pump the beat up and eat up.
Suckers looking butt killed.
Burnt blood, scouts billed.
Light them up with a MAC-10 and that's facing.
Check the scene with a green pepper.
I can keep stepping like two brothers.
Work to the mother.
[Dbm] The [Gb] south will come.
[Ebm] We'll be [Abm] just one.
Gonna be [Cm] the judge in [Dbm] jail.
[Abm] Nobody
[Ab] knows [Ebm] how it really [Eb] feels.
[B] They don't know [Eb] the deal.
[Abm] Hey, y'all.
[Ab]
Hey, [Eb] y'all.
[Fm] Hey.
Work to the mother.
[Ab]
We've got to bring it back.
Hey, y'all.
[Gb] Hey, y'all.
[G] Work to the mother.
[Ab]
[Gb] Everybody.
[Abm] Hey, y'all.
Hey, y'all.
Hey.
Work to the mother.
[Ab]
Everybody sing it.
Hey, y'all.
[Gb] Hey, y'all.
Hey.
[Ab] Work to the mother.
[Ebm] Work to the [Abm] mother.
Hey, y'all.
[Ab]
Hey, y'all.
Hey.
Work to the mother.
[Abm] [Bb]
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Ab
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Gb
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Eb
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Bb
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Abm
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Ab
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Gb
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_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
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_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Gb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] [Bb] We will come, [Eb] _
we will go.
In this business [Ebm] you never, never [Gb] know.
[Ab] Some are good, _ [Gb] some are bad.
[Ab] You know we [Bb] got what [Abm] no one ever had.
Oh, the time [Ab] will come.
We will be the one.
[Abm] Gonna be the [Cm] judge [Abm] today.
And _ nobody [Ab] _
knows how we really feel.
[Abm] They don't know, [Eb] do you?
[Abm] Get back.
We've got to put this back together.
_ _ _ Our word [Gbm] to the mother.
[Abm] Get back. _
Back where we started from.
Get back.
Our word to the mother.
Sometimes it gets kind [Gb] of hard on the boulevard.
Brothers and sisters being slaved and [Abm] scarred.
The girls in the halls, white in the walls.
[Ab] Like a pushing man for losing a loan.
It's a loan that John sent and he [Gb] was shook.
He pulled the [Gb] trig cause he figured he could be a bigger
nigga [Ab] and the project should sink.
So fill the bowl sack.
Yo Rick, come easy.
[Bb] We are [Eb] one. _
[Gb] Breaking new.
[Eb] Oh, Ronnie, [Bb] Bobby, Ricky, Mike, [Ab] Ralph, and Johnny [Gb] too.
_ [Abm] [Bb] It ain't nothing but a [Eb] thing that we're gonna do.
[Gb] Everybody's always talking about the innit, ooh. [Bbm] Oh, _ [Ab] yeah.
_ [Gb] Oh, [Abm] yeah.
It's poison.
Don't be cruel.
It's my [Db] prerogative to do what I gotta do.
Have a little [Gb] sensitivity.
Do me, baby.
I want to [Abm] give love the right way.
So [Eb] what you gotta say?
[Dbm] Oh, no, [E] she's a candy girl living [Dbm] in a half crazy world.
That's the way I'm living, [Gb] girl.
Now every little step I take is enough [B] to end the heartbreak.
[Eb] My, my, [Abm] my.
Get back.
We've got to put this thing together.
Get right back.
Just bring our work to the mother.
Get back.
Bringing it right back where we started from.
Get right back.
Just bring our work to the mother.
[Ab] Get back.
We've got to [Abm] bring it back.
We've got to bring it back to the mother.
Get right back.
[Bb] _
Hey, hey, [Ab] hey. Yo, hey.
Bound to go down.
Lost, bips, and found.
Tips to the great y'all to come and take me down.
Smugglers, pimp bot, pigs, punks, troublemakers.
Big, executive button, pushes to three shakers.
Crack and dabbing, baby.
Future's hazy.
I don't know, this is crazy.
All I can do is turn the heat up.
Defeat all odds in revenge and pump the beat up and eat up.
Suckers looking butt killed.
Burnt blood, scouts billed.
Light them up with a MAC-10 and that's facing.
Check the scene with a green pepper.
I can keep stepping like two brothers.
Work to the mother. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dbm] _ _ The [Gb] south will come.
[Ebm] We'll be [Abm] just one.
Gonna be [Cm] the judge in [Dbm] jail.
[Abm] _ Nobody _
[Ab] knows [Ebm] how it really [Eb] feels.
[B] They don't know [Eb] the deal.
[Abm] _ Hey, y'all.
[Ab]
Hey, [Eb] y'all.
[Fm] Hey.
Work to the mother.
[Ab] _
We've got to bring it back.
Hey, y'all. _ _
[Gb] Hey, y'all.
[G] Work to the mother.
[Ab] _
[Gb] Everybody.
_ [Abm] _ Hey, y'all.
Hey, y'all.
Hey.
Work to the mother.
[Ab] _
_ Everybody sing it.
Hey, y'all. _
[Gb] Hey, y'all.
Hey.
[Ab] Work to the mother. _
[Ebm] Work to the [Abm] mother.
Hey, y'all.
[Ab]
Hey, y'all.
Hey.
Work to the mother.
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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