Chords for Computers
Tempo:
59.9 bpm
Chords used:
Ebm
Eb
E
Abm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Abm] [Eb]
I'ma spit, what up, Curly?
All these computers, all these social networks, and these [Ebm] computers
Got these niggas walkin' around like they some shooters
See them in real life, they tryna bust maneuvers
Like pussy talk that same shit from your computer
Just put the cash out, they had on Boy McDoula
Don't love my bros, cause Gina ain't like her, love your jeweler
I just spent some cash on a pinkie ring
Just made some brand new shmoney, what the fuck you think?
And bitch, I'm heading to your city
Just to cop a bowl of city
Me and JJ went for 50
Fill up the gas tank, it was empty
We [Eb] heading out to Philly
[B] Smoke in front, yo bitch, no [Ebm] filly
I got racks all in my billy
Shout out to Slice, that's the billy
Fuck croquet, shite, so I'm getting trippy
Rotate the other side with my guys and get busy
I'm shooting up the streets, not the gym
I'm shooting at these suckers, not the rim
[Eb] Tupac above the rim
[Ebm] Put two shots in his chin
Ran down, he jumped the fence
I'm ran down in my tens
I saw the pussy through the tens
I was in that boy man's Benz
With some shit that extend
Put two shots in his friends
Fuck croquet, shite, I go in
For shite, I go in
They free my dogs out the pen
They [Eb] shoot shit, they rub me [Ebm] in lint
Pee that boy French
He's still in Vegas with my friends
Buying out that Barstow going in
Flying down your motherfucking street
And I got caught on a fish
Tell a D.A. suck a dick not coming near
Gingerbread bitch
On the road heading to that bread bitch
Brand [E] new shmoney
Bitch, I just got some brand new [Ebm] shmoney
So you want to talk shit?
Head right on your mouth
You want to see my black ass right in front your house
With some smurdas in the flag wrapped around my mouth
I ain't come to talk, I came to bang it out
Just called them thangs up, they begging bro, don't shoot em
Don't want to see disrespect, it's like I got a scope
I just spent some cash on a 40 Glock
And my nigga killer ran through like 40 blocks
And I'm headed to your block
Just to unload all these Glock
My A.R. hold 30 shots
That's worth the cane, that's worth the hot
Bitch, I'm headed [E] by Manny
So I gots to keep the [Eb] semi
Fuck up, can we ball out Henny
[Ebm] Cause fuck up, can we dutch out plenty
I should say sorry to Ms.
Penny
She called me broad day in the street shooting jimmies
I'm running niggas down in they trues
I'm sliding over cars while I shoot
I think that I'm Tom Cruise
But bitch, I'm Bobby with that too
On the phone, I'm acting fool
Make sure I hit you, you and you
Got to drop, I let my tay loose
That's man downs in front of school
And we still trapping like some fools
Bitch, I been trapping up since elementary school
Told my teacher suck a dick, I'm selling food
I told my teacher suck a dick, I'm selling food
And free my daddy out the U-Note
[E] He can't ship his grandma to vote
[Ebm] R.I..P. my nigga Pluto He still in Vegas with the bros Loading up that Texas smoking dope Wilding on the motherfucking road And I got caught on the phone Told the DA lick my rolls, I get it caught Gingerbread bruh On the road smoking hella dope [E] bruh I just [Ebm] got a brand [Eb] new burner I [E] just got a brand new burner [Ab]
I'ma spit, what up, Curly?
All these computers, all these social networks, and these [Ebm] computers
Got these niggas walkin' around like they some shooters
See them in real life, they tryna bust maneuvers
Like pussy talk that same shit from your computer
Just put the cash out, they had on Boy McDoula
Don't love my bros, cause Gina ain't like her, love your jeweler
I just spent some cash on a pinkie ring
Just made some brand new shmoney, what the fuck you think?
And bitch, I'm heading to your city
Just to cop a bowl of city
Me and JJ went for 50
Fill up the gas tank, it was empty
We [Eb] heading out to Philly
[B] Smoke in front, yo bitch, no [Ebm] filly
I got racks all in my billy
Shout out to Slice, that's the billy
Fuck croquet, shite, so I'm getting trippy
Rotate the other side with my guys and get busy
I'm shooting up the streets, not the gym
I'm shooting at these suckers, not the rim
[Eb] Tupac above the rim
[Ebm] Put two shots in his chin
Ran down, he jumped the fence
I'm ran down in my tens
I saw the pussy through the tens
I was in that boy man's Benz
With some shit that extend
Put two shots in his friends
Fuck croquet, shite, I go in
For shite, I go in
They free my dogs out the pen
They [Eb] shoot shit, they rub me [Ebm] in lint
Pee that boy French
He's still in Vegas with my friends
Buying out that Barstow going in
Flying down your motherfucking street
And I got caught on a fish
Tell a D.A. suck a dick not coming near
Gingerbread bitch
On the road heading to that bread bitch
Brand [E] new shmoney
Bitch, I just got some brand new [Ebm] shmoney
So you want to talk shit?
Head right on your mouth
You want to see my black ass right in front your house
With some smurdas in the flag wrapped around my mouth
I ain't come to talk, I came to bang it out
Just called them thangs up, they begging bro, don't shoot em
Don't want to see disrespect, it's like I got a scope
I just spent some cash on a 40 Glock
And my nigga killer ran through like 40 blocks
And I'm headed to your block
Just to unload all these Glock
My A.R. hold 30 shots
That's worth the cane, that's worth the hot
Bitch, I'm headed [E] by Manny
So I gots to keep the [Eb] semi
Fuck up, can we ball out Henny
[Ebm] Cause fuck up, can we dutch out plenty
I should say sorry to Ms.
Penny
She called me broad day in the street shooting jimmies
I'm running niggas down in they trues
I'm sliding over cars while I shoot
I think that I'm Tom Cruise
But bitch, I'm Bobby with that too
On the phone, I'm acting fool
Make sure I hit you, you and you
Got to drop, I let my tay loose
That's man downs in front of school
And we still trapping like some fools
Bitch, I been trapping up since elementary school
Told my teacher suck a dick, I'm selling food
I told my teacher suck a dick, I'm selling food
And free my daddy out the U-Note
[E] He can't ship his grandma to vote
[Ebm] R.I..P. my nigga Pluto He still in Vegas with the bros Loading up that Texas smoking dope Wilding on the motherfucking road And I got caught on the phone Told the DA lick my rolls, I get it caught Gingerbread bruh On the road smoking hella dope [E] bruh I just [Ebm] got a brand [Eb] new burner I [E] just got a brand new burner [Ab]
Key:
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Eb
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Abm
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Ebm
Eb
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I'ma spit, what up, Curly?
All these computers, all these social networks, and these [Ebm] computers
Got these niggas walkin' around like they some shooters
See them in real life, they tryna bust maneuvers
Like pussy talk that same shit from your computer
Just put the cash out, they had on Boy McDoula
Don't love my bros, cause Gina ain't like her, love your jeweler
I just spent some cash on a pinkie ring
Just made some brand new shmoney, what the fuck you think?
And bitch, I'm heading to your city
Just to cop a bowl of city
Me and JJ went for 50
Fill up the gas tank, it was empty
We [Eb] heading out to Philly
[B] Smoke in front, yo bitch, no [Ebm] filly
I got racks all in my billy
Shout out to Slice, that's the billy
Fuck croquet, shite, so I'm getting trippy
Rotate the other side with my guys and get busy
I'm shooting up the streets, not the gym
I'm shooting at these suckers, not the rim
[Eb] Tupac above the rim
[Ebm] Put two shots in his chin
Ran down, he jumped the fence
I'm ran down in my tens
I saw the pussy through the tens
I was in that boy man's Benz
With some shit that extend
Put two shots in his friends
Fuck croquet, shite, I go in
For shite, I go in
They free my dogs out the pen
They [Eb] shoot shit, they rub me [Ebm] in lint
Pee that boy French
He's still in Vegas with my friends
Buying out that Barstow going in
Flying down your motherfucking street
And I got caught on a fish
Tell a D.A. suck a dick not coming near
_ Gingerbread bitch
On the road heading to that bread bitch
Brand [E] new shmoney
Bitch, I just got some brand new [Ebm] shmoney
So you want to talk shit?
Head right on your mouth
You want to see my black ass right in front your house
With some smurdas in the flag wrapped around my mouth
I ain't come to talk, I came to bang it out
Just called them thangs up, they begging bro, don't shoot em
Don't want to see disrespect, it's like I got a scope
I just spent some cash on a 40 Glock
And my nigga killer ran through like 40 blocks
And I'm headed to your block
Just to unload all these Glock
My A.R. hold 30 shots
That's worth the cane, that's worth the hot
Bitch, I'm headed [E] by Manny
So I gots to keep the [Eb] semi
Fuck up, can we ball out Henny
[Ebm] Cause fuck up, can we dutch out plenty
I should say sorry to Ms.
Penny
She called me broad day in the street shooting jimmies
I'm running niggas down in they trues
I'm sliding over cars while I shoot
I think that I'm Tom Cruise
But bitch, I'm Bobby with that too
On the phone, I'm acting fool
Make sure I hit you, you and you
Got to drop, I let my tay loose
That's man downs in front of school
And we still trapping like some fools
Bitch, I been trapping up since elementary school
Told my teacher suck a dick, I'm selling food
I told my teacher suck a dick, I'm selling food
And free my daddy out the U-Note
[E] He can't ship his grandma to vote
[Ebm] R.I..P. my nigga Pluto He still in Vegas with the bros Loading up that Texas smoking dope Wilding on the motherfucking road And I got caught on the phone Told the DA lick my rolls, I get it caught _ Gingerbread bruh On the road smoking hella dope [E] bruh I just [Ebm] got a brand [Eb] new burner I [E] just got a brand new burner _ _ [Ab] _
I'ma spit, what up, Curly?
All these computers, all these social networks, and these [Ebm] computers
Got these niggas walkin' around like they some shooters
See them in real life, they tryna bust maneuvers
Like pussy talk that same shit from your computer
Just put the cash out, they had on Boy McDoula
Don't love my bros, cause Gina ain't like her, love your jeweler
I just spent some cash on a pinkie ring
Just made some brand new shmoney, what the fuck you think?
And bitch, I'm heading to your city
Just to cop a bowl of city
Me and JJ went for 50
Fill up the gas tank, it was empty
We [Eb] heading out to Philly
[B] Smoke in front, yo bitch, no [Ebm] filly
I got racks all in my billy
Shout out to Slice, that's the billy
Fuck croquet, shite, so I'm getting trippy
Rotate the other side with my guys and get busy
I'm shooting up the streets, not the gym
I'm shooting at these suckers, not the rim
[Eb] Tupac above the rim
[Ebm] Put two shots in his chin
Ran down, he jumped the fence
I'm ran down in my tens
I saw the pussy through the tens
I was in that boy man's Benz
With some shit that extend
Put two shots in his friends
Fuck croquet, shite, I go in
For shite, I go in
They free my dogs out the pen
They [Eb] shoot shit, they rub me [Ebm] in lint
Pee that boy French
He's still in Vegas with my friends
Buying out that Barstow going in
Flying down your motherfucking street
And I got caught on a fish
Tell a D.A. suck a dick not coming near
_ Gingerbread bitch
On the road heading to that bread bitch
Brand [E] new shmoney
Bitch, I just got some brand new [Ebm] shmoney
So you want to talk shit?
Head right on your mouth
You want to see my black ass right in front your house
With some smurdas in the flag wrapped around my mouth
I ain't come to talk, I came to bang it out
Just called them thangs up, they begging bro, don't shoot em
Don't want to see disrespect, it's like I got a scope
I just spent some cash on a 40 Glock
And my nigga killer ran through like 40 blocks
And I'm headed to your block
Just to unload all these Glock
My A.R. hold 30 shots
That's worth the cane, that's worth the hot
Bitch, I'm headed [E] by Manny
So I gots to keep the [Eb] semi
Fuck up, can we ball out Henny
[Ebm] Cause fuck up, can we dutch out plenty
I should say sorry to Ms.
Penny
She called me broad day in the street shooting jimmies
I'm running niggas down in they trues
I'm sliding over cars while I shoot
I think that I'm Tom Cruise
But bitch, I'm Bobby with that too
On the phone, I'm acting fool
Make sure I hit you, you and you
Got to drop, I let my tay loose
That's man downs in front of school
And we still trapping like some fools
Bitch, I been trapping up since elementary school
Told my teacher suck a dick, I'm selling food
I told my teacher suck a dick, I'm selling food
And free my daddy out the U-Note
[E] He can't ship his grandma to vote
[Ebm] R.I..P. my nigga Pluto He still in Vegas with the bros Loading up that Texas smoking dope Wilding on the motherfucking road And I got caught on the phone Told the DA lick my rolls, I get it caught _ Gingerbread bruh On the road smoking hella dope [E] bruh I just [Ebm] got a brand [Eb] new burner I [E] just got a brand new burner _ _ [Ab] _