Drive Slow (feat. Kanye West & GLC) Chords

Tempo:
175.7 bpm
Chords used:

Ebm

Gb

Bb

B

Bbm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Drive Slow (feat. Kanye West & GLC) chords
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[Ebm]
[Gb] [Abm]
[Bb] [Ebm]
[Bb] [Ebm]
[Gb] [B]
[Ebm]
[Bbm]
[Bb]
[Ebm] My homie Mali's [Gb] estate, 79th and [B] 8th, one of my best [Bbm] friends from back in the day.
[Ebm] Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones, he nicknamed me K-Rock, [Bb] so they
can't leave me alone.
[Ebm] Bulls jacking with [Gb] his hat broke way off, walked [B] around the mall with his radio [Bb] face off.
Plus he had [Ebm] this man up from his datings in [Bbm] his hand, he's in his hand, reason again to
let you know he's the man.
[Ebm]
Back when we rocked the leases, [Gb] he had dreams of the [B] priestess, drove by the teachers, [Gb] even
more [Ebm] by polices.
How'd he get the cash today, [Gb] his father passed away, left [B] him with a little something, [Bb] 16,
he was [Ebm] stunting.
I'll be sure nigga [Gb] with the hair all wavy, [B]
hit Lake Shore, [Bb] girls go all crazy, hit the
freeway, [Bbm] go at least about 80, want some mustache, some even had [Bb] him a [Ebm] baby.
See back, back [Gb] then, then, if you had [B] a car, you was the Chi [Bb]-Town version of baby, [Ebm]
and
I was just a [Gb] virgin of baby.
[B] One of the reasons I looked up to him [Bb] crazy, I used [Ebm] to love to play my demo tape [Gb] when the
system [B] yanked, felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked.
We'd take a Saturday [Gb] and just circle the mall, they had their Lincolns and Auroras, [Bb] we was
hurting them all, [Ebm] with the girls a lot of flirting involved.
I'm [Gm] a helper dog, fuck all that flirting, I'm trying to get in some [Ebm] draws, so, put me
on with [Gb] these hoes homie, you told [B] me don't rustic and groan, drive [Bb] slow homie, [Ebm] drive
slow [Gb] homie, drive slow.
[Ebm] You never know homie, about [Gb] these hoes homie, you need to park your brakes and [Bb] drive slow homie.
What it [Ebm] do, I'm posted up in [Gb] the parking lot, my [B] trunk waving, the candy gloss [Bb] is immaculate,
it's simply [Gb] amazing, the male foes poking wild on their candy like trunk, open screens
on, [Bb] neon's liquid, fit, [Ebm] relax.
I'm on a mission [Gb] for dime pieces and sexy [B] ladies, allow me to introduce [Ebm] you to my CL
Mercedes, it's a star-studded [Gb] event when I valet park, open up my mouth [Bb] in sunlight,
illuminates the dark.
[Ebm] You see them foes [Gb] crawling, you see them [B] screens falling, the disco ball in [Ebm] my mouth, insinuating some balling.
I'm leaning on the [Gb] switch, sitting crooked [B] in my slab, but I can still [Bb] catch vipers if
I drove [Ebm] a cab.
A young Houston [Gb] hard hitter, all about the [B] Skrilla, riding some [Bb] gandacoda, crawling like a caterpillar.
[Ebm] I'm tipping on them [Gb] foes, I'm jamming on this group, I'm looking for them [Bb] hoes, baby what
it do, [Ebm] drive slow homie.
[Gb] [B] Turn your hazard lights on when you [Bb] see them hoes, [Ebm] drive slow homie.
[Gb] If you're riding [Bb] around the city with nowhere to go, [Ebm] drive slow [Gb] homie.
[Bb] Live today cause tomorrow man, you [Eb] never know, you never know homie, let [Bbm] me see them hoes
homie, you need to park your brakes and drive slow [B] homie.
My ties like the movie, my ties like the crib, I got [Bb] more TVs in here than [Ebm] where I live.
And I don't make no [Gb] sense, but baby I'm the [B] shit, and everything I flip, [Bb] you know what some [Ebm] says.
I got the custom grill, [Gb] I got the [B] rabbit's ring, I got [Bbm] all the genetics, baby there's [Ebm] evidence.
You see a player [Bbm] flipping, and how you ain't convinced, that you should y'all kiss him.
Just a [Ebm] little bit, I wear my custom [Gb] kicks, I got my Jesus [Ebm] chain, my canaries is gleaming,
through my [D] angel [Ebm] wings.
They see me [Gb] ho, acting like the scene of King, but that man ain't smoking [Bb] on that finest tally [Ebm] green.
My wood [Gbm] grain oak, riding on [C] Vogue's, [Bbm] selling the quad, [Eb] like tip toes, [Gb] I sold O's, and this
I know, [Bb] you see them hoes, yeah homie [Ebm] drive slow, drive slow.
[Gb] [B]
[Gb] [Ebm]
[Gb] [B]
[Bb] [Ebm]
[Gb] [Ebm]
[Db]
[F]
[Eb] [Bm]
[Db] [Gb]
[Bm]
You never know homie, [D] might meet some hoes homie, you need to pump your brakes [Gb] and drive
slow homie, [Bb] drive slow homie.
[N]
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Bb
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B
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Bbm
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Ebm
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Gb
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Bb
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To start learning Paul Wall, Glc, Kanye West - (feat. Kanye West & GLC) Drive Slow chords, build your understanding on these basic chords - B, Bb, Ebm, Gb, Bb, B and Ebm in sequence. A strategic approach would be to train at 87 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 176. Adapt the capo setting considering your vocal range, with reference to the key: Eb Major.

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_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
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_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
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[Ebm] My homie Mali's [Gb] estate, 79th and [B] 8th, one of my best [Bbm] friends from back in the day.
[Ebm] Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones, he nicknamed me K-Rock, [Bb] so they
can't leave me alone.
[Ebm] Bulls jacking with [Gb] his hat broke way off, walked [B] around the mall with his radio [Bb] face off.
Plus he had [Ebm] this man up from his datings in [Bbm] his hand, he's in his hand, reason again to
let you know he's the man.
[Ebm]
Back when we rocked the leases, [Gb] he had dreams of the [B] priestess, drove by the teachers, [Gb] even
more [Ebm] by polices.
How'd he get the cash today, [Gb] his father passed away, left [B] him with a little something, [Bb] 16,
he was [Ebm] stunting.
I'll be sure nigga [Gb] with the hair all wavy, [B]
hit Lake Shore, [Bb] girls go all crazy, hit the
freeway, [Bbm] go at least about 80, want some mustache, some even had [Bb] him a [Ebm] baby.
See back, back [Gb] then, then, if you had [B] a car, you was the Chi [Bb]-Town version of baby, [Ebm]
and
I was just a [Gb] virgin of baby.
_ [B] One of the reasons I looked up to him [Bb] crazy, I used [Ebm] to love to play my demo tape [Gb] when the
system [B] yanked, felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked.
We'd take a Saturday [Gb] and just circle the mall, they had their Lincolns and Auroras, [Bb] we was
hurting them all, [Ebm] with the girls a lot of flirting involved.
I'm [Gm] a helper dog, fuck all that flirting, I'm trying to get in some [Ebm] draws, so, put me
on with [Gb] these hoes homie, you told [B] me don't rustic and groan, drive [Bb] slow homie, [Ebm] drive
slow _ [Gb] _ homie, _ drive slow.
_ [Ebm] _ _ _ You never know homie, about [Gb] these hoes homie, you need to park your brakes and [Bb] drive slow homie.
What it [Ebm] do, I'm posted up in [Gb] the parking lot, my [B] trunk waving, the candy gloss [Bb] is immaculate,
it's simply [Gb] amazing, the male foes poking wild on their candy like trunk, open screens
on, [Bb] neon's liquid, fit, [Ebm] relax.
I'm on a mission [Gb] for dime pieces and sexy [B] ladies, allow me to introduce [Ebm] you to my CL
Mercedes, it's a star-studded [Gb] event when I valet park, open up my mouth [Bb] in sunlight,
illuminates the dark.
[Ebm] You see them foes [Gb] crawling, you see them [B] screens falling, the disco ball in [Ebm] my mouth, insinuating some balling.
I'm leaning on the [Gb] switch, sitting crooked [B] in my slab, but I can still [Bb] catch vipers if
I drove [Ebm] a cab.
A young Houston [Gb] hard hitter, all about the [B] Skrilla, riding some [Bb] gandacoda, crawling like a caterpillar.
[Ebm] I'm tipping on them [Gb] foes, I'm jamming on this group, I'm looking for them [Bb] hoes, baby what
it do, [Ebm] drive slow homie.
[Gb] _ _ _ [B] Turn your hazard lights on when you [Bb] see them hoes, [Ebm] drive slow homie.
_ [Gb] _ _ _ If you're riding [Bb] around the city with nowhere to go, [Ebm] drive slow _ [Gb] homie.
_ _ [Bb] Live today cause tomorrow man, you [Eb] never know, you never know homie, let [Bbm] me see them hoes
homie, you need to park your brakes and drive slow [B] homie. _
_ My ties like the movie, my ties like the crib, I got [Bb] more TVs in here than [Ebm] where I live.
And I don't make no [Gb] sense, but baby I'm the [B] shit, and everything I flip, [Bb] you know what some [Ebm] says.
I got the custom grill, [Gb] I got the [B] rabbit's ring, I got [Bbm] all the genetics, baby there's [Ebm] evidence.
You see a player [Bbm] flipping, and how you ain't convinced, that you should y'all kiss him.
Just a [Ebm] little bit, I wear my custom [Gb] kicks, I got my Jesus [Ebm] chain, my canaries is gleaming,
through my [D] angel [Ebm] wings.
They see me [Gb] ho, acting like the scene of King, but that man ain't smoking [Bb] on that finest tally [Ebm] green.
My wood [Gbm] grain oak, riding on [C] Vogue's, [Bbm] selling the quad, [Eb] like tip toes, [Gb] I sold O's, and this
I know, [Bb] you see them hoes, yeah homie [Ebm] drive slow, drive slow.
[Gb] _ _ _ _ [B] _
[Gb] _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ You never know homie, [D] might meet some hoes homie, you need to pump your brakes [Gb] and drive
slow homie, [Bb] drive slow homie.
_ _ _ [N] _ _

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This song finds its place within the The Peoples Champ album.

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