Chords for C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me)

Tempo:
90.05 bpm
Chords used:

F#m

F#

Bm

C#m

A#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) chords
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Nigga one guy word up look out for the cops cash food word up two four fives over [Bm] here, baby
[C#m] Word up two four fives niggas [Bm] got garbage down the way [C#m] word up
[Bm] Yes, [C#m] everything around me [Bm] cream.
Yeah
Check this old fly shit out
word up Cash
Cream get the money
Here we go [A#] check this shit [F#m] yo I grew up on the crime side the New York Times side saying a lie was no job
Had second hands moms bounce on old man
So then we moved to Shalin land a young youth you're rocking the goat tooth
No goose only way [F#] I would get into York was [F#m] drug loot
And let's start it like this son rolling with this one and [F#] that one pulling out [F#m] gaps before
But it was just a dream for the team.
It was a fiend started smoking rules at 16
I'm running up in Gates and doing this by high stakes [F#] making my weight or [F#m] five skates
No question.
I will speak for cracks and weed the [F#] combination made my [F#m] eyes bleed
No question.
I will flow over try to get the door
[F#] Checking the white boys on wall course my life got no better same damn low sweater time
Just rough and so like let me figure it out.
I went the wrong route
So I got what a sick ass click and went all out
Catch a piece of proceeds pulling in their PB's every week
We make 40 cheese your respect my but a good at tech not Wow
Everything around me free get the money [B] dollar dollar bill
[F#m]
Everything around me free get the money [F#] dollar dollar bill
[F#m]
Hard years of still struggling survival got [F#] me bugging but I'm [F#m] alive on arrival
I'm back to shape of the streets stay awake to the ways of the world.
This shit is deep
I'm here with the dream of plans to make cream
But fair I want to [F#] tell at the age of [F#m] 15 a young selling drugs and such
We never had much trying to get a clutch of what I could not
Maybe so now face incarceration Mason.
[F#] No one upstaged my [F#m] destination
40 of us life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
But as the world turned I learned life was hell living in the [F#] world no different for [F#m] myself
Every day, I skate from Jake's giving shit selling face [F#] smoking bones in the [F#m] staircase
You know, I don't know why I chose to smoke sess.
I guess that's the [F#] time when I'm not depressed
[F#m] But I'm still depressed and I asked what's your work ready to give up?
So I see the old earth or the clean working hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the heartache some pain
You got to pick up your up cops and crack rocks his face shot all of the block stays
I leave it up to see while I be living proof to kick the truth to the young black youth
He's one of the last most obsessed drinking beer and ain't trying to [F#] hear what I'm kicking in his [F#m] ear
He's like this, but now the joke it has to be accepted that what the life is hectic
Bring get the money
[F#] [F#m]
[F#] [F#m]
[Bm] [F#m]
Everything around me
Bring get the money [F#] dollar dollar bill
[F#m]
[F#m]
[Bm] [F#m]
Thing around me green get the money [F#] dollar dollar bill You
[F#m]
Think about bring get the money [F#] dollar dollar bill
[F#m]
Everything around me bring get the money dollar dollar bill y'all
Everything around bring get the money
Yeah
[F#] [F#m]
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134211112
Bm
13421112
C#m
13421114
A#
12341111
F#m
123111112
F#
134211112
Bm
13421112
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Nigga one guy _ word up look out for the cops cash food word up two four fives over [Bm] here, baby
[C#m] Word up two four fives niggas [Bm] got garbage down the way [C#m] word up
_ [Bm] Yes, [C#m] everything around me [Bm] cream.
Yeah
Check this old fly shit out
word up Cash
Cream get the money
Here we go [A#] check this shit [F#m] yo I grew up on the crime side the New York Times side saying a lie was no job
Had second hands moms bounce on old man
So then we moved to Shalin land a young youth you're rocking the goat tooth
No goose only way [F#] I would get into York was [F#m] drug loot
And let's start it like this son rolling with this one and [F#] that one pulling out [F#m] gaps before
But it was just a dream for the team.
It was a fiend started smoking rules at 16
I'm running up in Gates and doing this by high stakes [F#] making my weight or [F#m] five skates
No question.
I will speak for cracks and weed the [F#] combination made my [F#m] eyes bleed
No question.
I will flow over try to get the door
[F#] Checking the white boys on wall course my life got no better same damn low sweater time
Just rough and so like let me figure it out.
I went the wrong route
So I got what a sick ass click and went all out
Catch a piece of proceeds pulling in their PB's every week
We make 40 cheese your respect my but a good at tech not Wow _ _
Everything around me free get the money [B] dollar dollar bill
[F#m] _
Everything around me free get the money [F#] dollar dollar bill
[F#m] _
Hard years of still struggling survival got [F#] me bugging but I'm [F#m] alive on arrival
I'm back to shape of the streets stay awake to the ways of the world.
This shit is deep
I'm here with the dream of plans to make cream
But fair I want to [F#] tell at the age of [F#m] 15 a young selling drugs and such
We never had much trying to get a clutch of what I could not
Maybe so now face incarceration Mason.
[F#] No one upstaged my [F#m] destination
_ 40 of us life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
But as the world turned I learned life was hell living in the [F#] world no different for [F#m] myself
Every day, I skate from Jake's giving shit selling face [F#] smoking bones in the [F#m] staircase
You know, I don't know why I chose to smoke sess.
I guess that's the [F#] time when I'm not depressed
[F#m] But I'm still depressed and I asked what's your work ready to give up?
So I see the old earth or the clean working hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the heartache some pain
You got to pick up your up cops and crack rocks his face shot all of the block stays
I leave it up to see while I be living proof to kick the truth to the young black youth
He's one of the last most obsessed drinking beer and ain't trying to [F#] hear what I'm kicking in his [F#m] ear
He's like this, but now the joke it has to be accepted that what the life is hectic
_ Bring get the money
[F#] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#m] _
Everything around me
Bring get the money [F#] dollar dollar bill
[F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _
Thing around me green get the money [F#] dollar dollar bill You
[F#m]
Think about bring get the money [F#] dollar dollar bill
[F#m]
Everything around me bring get the money dollar dollar bill y'all
Everything around bring get the money _ _ _
_ Yeah
_ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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