Chords for Busta Rhymes - Throw It Up ft. Lil' Wayne & Ludacris
Tempo:
72 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
Am
D
Eb
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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Yeah, I'm back to drive you crazy [Am] with the hottest shit in the street
cuz it's With Me
[Am] getting ugly.
Blast off calling rocket [Am] science daddy fat sacks check my pocket
it you don't move up you own
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
Crying
cuz it's With Me
[Am] getting ugly.
Blast off calling rocket [Am] science daddy fat sacks check my pocket
it you don't move up you own
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] [Dm]
Crying
100% ➙ 72BPM
Dm
Am
D
Eb
F
Dm
Am
D
_ _ _ _ _ Yeah, I'm back to drive you crazy [Am] with the hottest shit in the street
No, if answer [Dm] maybes everybody gather around from here to little Haiti cuz it's With Me
[D] With flip mode and DTP should be [Am] getting ugly.
We tell them what you read
_ [Dm] Yeah, I know you got me home _
_ _ _ _ Blast off calling rocket [Am] science daddy fat sacks check my pocket
So you [Dm] say if you won't like come on and try it you don't move up you own
I'm coming to your house _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Crying
Bobby
[Am] _ Like Sydney
_ [Dm] Jump in again, soo [D] shoddy
You not Beyonce, but I can get [Dm] you by now
You know what we about to do we go and full throttle [Am] niggas go and toss your champagne and throw a fucking bottle [Dm] Throw it _
_ _ _ Up like a cap and chassis.
I got my rap [Am] diploma.
I throw it up like the gangs in Southern, California
[Dm] I got them burners on you.
Have you looking at a Russian Ruger?
I'm looking like a human point and have you looking like Freddy Krueger.
So don't be sleeping on me
This ain't a fucking [Am] dream.
I passed the rock to these Jays like I'm on a fucking [Dm] team, but I ain't slinging dope
No, I slang Luda vision hip-hop's got in these jeans now.
That's true religion.
You couldn't feel my shoes
No, you couldn't feel my [Am] job.
No, my niggas fight over ice like we've been playing [Dm] hockey.
I hope you get the gold
I hope you get the point.
I'm on the road with this paper.
I hope you get the joint.
I hope you fired up
I hope it burns [Am] slow.
I welcome chicks to my nest.
I let these birds [Dm] know and Eagles fly alone
I'm about to take flight and throw it up like your girls dress on prom night
You know what?
We about to do we go and fool throttle [Am] niggas
Go and toss your champagne and throw a fucking bottle [Dm] throw it off _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [G] When I spit niggas be asking
Who [A] that?
It'd be the God and I [D] know you niggas really wonder [B] how the hell I do that and the way
Then I come to a kill every single thing when I [Eb] ride nevermind niggas can't compete when I [Abm] spit it do the beats a time
Will it [Dm] be back my fans?
I'll leave your fucking ass [Am] Lincoln for saying you nicer than me
Hypothetically [Dm] speaking cooler drink bring the fucking beat back for no [D] reason
But why did niggas know [Eb] my weapon know me for always [Dm] beast and okay when they see me they stutter niggas know where I'm from
Scoot no, no, no, no, bye-bye be like they speaking in tongues
Oh single-handedly move like a thousand [Gb] niggas kick Oh
Trampling [Dm] niggas like a herded hippo
About like oil is when they call me [Am] Chris go bitch when I seek revenge like the count of Monte [F] Cristo
Crack niggas like Nabisco swallow a bit for Cisco against the cat walking territory
Whatever the bliss go now that I'm busy drunk.
Why the hell you with a thug [Am] and hollow?
I'll change that and have you consider studying [Dm] Kabbalah
They nickname me Kamala, I like a you kind of giant flatten the niggas with my foot
Who wanna try it now?
You know what we about to do we go and fool grotto [Am] niggas go and toss your champagne and throw a fucking bottle [F] throw it
_ [D] _ _
[Dm] _ _ When the game was getting weak and everybody started wanna [Am] and when the streets needed us we came with perfect time [Dm] and throw it _ _ _
_ You know
[D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
No, if answer [Dm] maybes everybody gather around from here to little Haiti cuz it's With Me
[D] With flip mode and DTP should be [Am] getting ugly.
We tell them what you read
_ [Dm] Yeah, I know you got me home _
_ _ _ _ Blast off calling rocket [Am] science daddy fat sacks check my pocket
So you [Dm] say if you won't like come on and try it you don't move up you own
I'm coming to your house _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Crying
Bobby
[Am] _ Like Sydney
_ [Dm] Jump in again, soo [D] shoddy
You not Beyonce, but I can get [Dm] you by now
You know what we about to do we go and full throttle [Am] niggas go and toss your champagne and throw a fucking bottle [Dm] Throw it _
_ _ _ Up like a cap and chassis.
I got my rap [Am] diploma.
I throw it up like the gangs in Southern, California
[Dm] I got them burners on you.
Have you looking at a Russian Ruger?
I'm looking like a human point and have you looking like Freddy Krueger.
So don't be sleeping on me
This ain't a fucking [Am] dream.
I passed the rock to these Jays like I'm on a fucking [Dm] team, but I ain't slinging dope
No, I slang Luda vision hip-hop's got in these jeans now.
That's true religion.
You couldn't feel my shoes
No, you couldn't feel my [Am] job.
No, my niggas fight over ice like we've been playing [Dm] hockey.
I hope you get the gold
I hope you get the point.
I'm on the road with this paper.
I hope you get the joint.
I hope you fired up
I hope it burns [Am] slow.
I welcome chicks to my nest.
I let these birds [Dm] know and Eagles fly alone
I'm about to take flight and throw it up like your girls dress on prom night
You know what?
We about to do we go and fool throttle [Am] niggas
Go and toss your champagne and throw a fucking bottle [Dm] throw it off _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [G] When I spit niggas be asking
Who [A] that?
It'd be the God and I [D] know you niggas really wonder [B] how the hell I do that and the way
Then I come to a kill every single thing when I [Eb] ride nevermind niggas can't compete when I [Abm] spit it do the beats a time
Will it [Dm] be back my fans?
I'll leave your fucking ass [Am] Lincoln for saying you nicer than me
Hypothetically [Dm] speaking cooler drink bring the fucking beat back for no [D] reason
But why did niggas know [Eb] my weapon know me for always [Dm] beast and okay when they see me they stutter niggas know where I'm from
Scoot no, no, no, no, bye-bye be like they speaking in tongues
Oh single-handedly move like a thousand [Gb] niggas kick Oh
Trampling [Dm] niggas like a herded hippo
About like oil is when they call me [Am] Chris go bitch when I seek revenge like the count of Monte [F] Cristo
Crack niggas like Nabisco swallow a bit for Cisco against the cat walking territory
Whatever the bliss go now that I'm busy drunk.
Why the hell you with a thug [Am] and hollow?
I'll change that and have you consider studying [Dm] Kabbalah
They nickname me Kamala, I like a you kind of giant flatten the niggas with my foot
Who wanna try it now?
You know what we about to do we go and fool grotto [Am] niggas go and toss your champagne and throw a fucking bottle [F] throw it
_ [D] _ _
[Dm] _ _ When the game was getting weak and everybody started wanna [Am] and when the streets needed us we came with perfect time [Dm] and throw it _ _ _
_ You know
[D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _