Chords for Conway the Machine & The Alchemist Shoot Sideways (Ft. Schoolboy Q)
Tempo:
76 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
D#
D#m
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#] [G#] [C#] Oh
Yeah
[G#] [F#m]
[C#] Yeah, please take a side I'll run from your boy boy
[A] [C#]
Who wanna die my country?
joy joy
Come take a dive my demons
Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay hands in the air.
I'll shoot it sideways
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay how many times I did it my way?
Oh hide the cookware in the kitchen cabinet
Coming [G#] at me.
You [C#] better get your ratchet gun my little shooter like a yeah, but he's been missing practice
But he's still scoring [G#] on the opposite.
[C#] He's still hitting baskets.
He's with the action still right with his stick and traffic
So if you smoke, he bought the hair your mama picking caskets
I came a long way from flipping on a fizzy mattress now
I smell the fist on the bricks when I'm with the black I'm more powder on the side.
It ain't
Chop slide you won't die, you know the outcome
Before I even got signed to drop the album.
I was in the trap Draco by the blinds like Malcolm just me
I don't respond.
I ain't gonna give you the exposure
If the simian a hostess [G#] the enemy [C#] approaches body shit every time Alchemist sending me a photo
It's a rap for these rap niggas.
Literally, it's over
Please pick a side I run from you boy boy
Who wanna die my gun?
joy joy
[B] [C#]
Come take a dive my demons Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay
hands in the air
sideways bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay
How many times I did it my way?
I'm from where you gotta fire your business.
Listen, that's over.
Nessa.
Let me cook this brick up the side of your kitchen
My environment different still selling China is fine.
It's [G#] a whiffy coming [C#] by and sniff that
My mind scientific I'm running prolific
About the kill of Miss Summer.
God is my witness
Get the back of your head with this iron and listen cuz in my city niggas get shot minding they business
Yeah, I'm in position niggas dying to get it.
You ain't know what to do with it
If I let you get it anytime I drop a project
I just increased the violence with it talking funeral homes hospital visits.
Yeah
I've got the killers on the loose not stopping so the eyes blood spilling on my boot and the streets on me
I can kill him in the booth shoot a lot for minutes.
Go keep up the drill from the roof
Boy who wanna die my gun kill the joy joy
[G#] [C#]
Come take a dive my demons
Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy bomb a hands in the air
[G#] [C#] Waste bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy bomb.
Hey, how many times [G#] I did it?
[C#]
[F#] [G#] [C#]
[G#] [C#]
[D#] [D#m]
[D#] [G#]
Yeah
[G#] [F#m]
[C#] Yeah, please take a side I'll run from your boy boy
[A] [C#]
Who wanna die my country?
joy joy
Come take a dive my demons
Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay hands in the air.
I'll shoot it sideways
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay how many times I did it my way?
Oh hide the cookware in the kitchen cabinet
Coming [G#] at me.
You [C#] better get your ratchet gun my little shooter like a yeah, but he's been missing practice
But he's still scoring [G#] on the opposite.
[C#] He's still hitting baskets.
He's with the action still right with his stick and traffic
So if you smoke, he bought the hair your mama picking caskets
I came a long way from flipping on a fizzy mattress now
I smell the fist on the bricks when I'm with the black I'm more powder on the side.
It ain't
Chop slide you won't die, you know the outcome
Before I even got signed to drop the album.
I was in the trap Draco by the blinds like Malcolm just me
I don't respond.
I ain't gonna give you the exposure
If the simian a hostess [G#] the enemy [C#] approaches body shit every time Alchemist sending me a photo
It's a rap for these rap niggas.
Literally, it's over
Please pick a side I run from you boy boy
Who wanna die my gun?
joy joy
[B] [C#]
Come take a dive my demons Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay
hands in the air
sideways bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay
How many times I did it my way?
I'm from where you gotta fire your business.
Listen, that's over.
Nessa.
Let me cook this brick up the side of your kitchen
My environment different still selling China is fine.
It's [G#] a whiffy coming [C#] by and sniff that
My mind scientific I'm running prolific
About the kill of Miss Summer.
God is my witness
Get the back of your head with this iron and listen cuz in my city niggas get shot minding they business
Yeah, I'm in position niggas dying to get it.
You ain't know what to do with it
If I let you get it anytime I drop a project
I just increased the violence with it talking funeral homes hospital visits.
Yeah
I've got the killers on the loose not stopping so the eyes blood spilling on my boot and the streets on me
I can kill him in the booth shoot a lot for minutes.
Go keep up the drill from the roof
Boy who wanna die my gun kill the joy joy
[G#] [C#]
Come take a dive my demons
Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy bomb a hands in the air
[G#] [C#] Waste bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy bomb.
Hey, how many times [G#] I did it?
[C#]
[F#] [G#] [C#]
[G#] [C#]
[D#] [D#m]
[D#] [G#]
Key:
C#
G#
D#
D#m
F#m
C#
G#
D#
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] [C#] Oh
_ _ Yeah
_ _ [G#] _ [F#m] _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, please take a side I'll run from your boy boy
_ [A] _ [C#]
Who wanna die my country?
joy joy _ _
Come take a dive my demons
Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay hands in the air.
I'll shoot it sideways
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay how many times I did it my way?
Oh hide the cookware in the kitchen cabinet
Coming [G#] at me.
You [C#] better get your ratchet gun my little shooter like a yeah, but he's been missing practice
But he's still scoring [G#] on the opposite.
[C#] He's still hitting baskets.
He's with the action still right with his stick and traffic
So if you smoke, he bought the hair your mama picking caskets
I came a long way from flipping on a fizzy mattress now
I smell the fist on the bricks when I'm with the black I'm more powder on the side.
It ain't
Chop slide you won't die, you know the outcome
Before I even got signed to drop the album.
I was in the trap Draco by the blinds like Malcolm just me
I don't respond.
I ain't gonna give you the exposure
If the simian a hostess [G#] the enemy [C#] approaches body shit every time Alchemist sending me a photo
It's a rap for these rap niggas.
Literally, it's over
Please pick a side I run from you boy boy _ _
Who wanna die my gun?
joy joy
[B] _ [C#]
Come take a dive my demons Lloyd-Lloyd Oh _
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay
hands in the air
sideways bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay
How many times I did it my way?
I'm from where you gotta fire your business.
Listen, that's over.
Nessa.
Let me cook this brick up the side of your kitchen
My environment different still selling China is fine.
It's [G#] a whiffy coming [C#] by and sniff that
My mind scientific I'm running prolific
About the kill of Miss Summer.
God is my witness
Get the back of your head with this iron and listen cuz in my city niggas get shot minding they business
Yeah, I'm in position niggas dying to get it.
You ain't know what to do with it
If I let you get it anytime I drop a project
I just increased the violence with it talking funeral homes hospital visits.
Yeah
I've got the killers on the loose not stopping so the eyes blood spilling on my boot and the streets on me
I can kill him in the booth shoot a lot for minutes.
Go keep up the drill from the roof
_ _ _ _ Boy _ who wanna die my gun kill the joy joy
_ [G#] _ [C#]
Come take a dive my demons
Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy bomb a hands in the air
[G#] [C#] Waste bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy bomb.
Hey, how many times [G#] I did it?
[C#] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G#] _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D#] _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ Yeah
_ _ [G#] _ [F#m] _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, please take a side I'll run from your boy boy
_ [A] _ [C#]
Who wanna die my country?
joy joy _ _
Come take a dive my demons
Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay hands in the air.
I'll shoot it sideways
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay how many times I did it my way?
Oh hide the cookware in the kitchen cabinet
Coming [G#] at me.
You [C#] better get your ratchet gun my little shooter like a yeah, but he's been missing practice
But he's still scoring [G#] on the opposite.
[C#] He's still hitting baskets.
He's with the action still right with his stick and traffic
So if you smoke, he bought the hair your mama picking caskets
I came a long way from flipping on a fizzy mattress now
I smell the fist on the bricks when I'm with the black I'm more powder on the side.
It ain't
Chop slide you won't die, you know the outcome
Before I even got signed to drop the album.
I was in the trap Draco by the blinds like Malcolm just me
I don't respond.
I ain't gonna give you the exposure
If the simian a hostess [G#] the enemy [C#] approaches body shit every time Alchemist sending me a photo
It's a rap for these rap niggas.
Literally, it's over
Please pick a side I run from you boy boy _ _
Who wanna die my gun?
joy joy
[B] _ [C#]
Come take a dive my demons Lloyd-Lloyd Oh _
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay
hands in the air
sideways bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy Bombay
How many times I did it my way?
I'm from where you gotta fire your business.
Listen, that's over.
Nessa.
Let me cook this brick up the side of your kitchen
My environment different still selling China is fine.
It's [G#] a whiffy coming [C#] by and sniff that
My mind scientific I'm running prolific
About the kill of Miss Summer.
God is my witness
Get the back of your head with this iron and listen cuz in my city niggas get shot minding they business
Yeah, I'm in position niggas dying to get it.
You ain't know what to do with it
If I let you get it anytime I drop a project
I just increased the violence with it talking funeral homes hospital visits.
Yeah
I've got the killers on the loose not stopping so the eyes blood spilling on my boot and the streets on me
I can kill him in the booth shoot a lot for minutes.
Go keep up the drill from the roof
_ _ _ _ Boy _ who wanna die my gun kill the joy joy
_ [G#] _ [C#]
Come take a dive my demons
Lloyd-Lloyd Oh
Bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy bomb a hands in the air
[G#] [C#] Waste bomb diggy bomb bomb diggy bomb.
Hey, how many times [G#] I did it?
[C#] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G#] _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ [C#] _
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[D#] _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _