Chords for Eminem - All She Wrote (Solo Version)

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113.25 bpm
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B

E

Abm

Db

Bb

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Eminem - All She Wrote (Solo Version) chords
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[B]
[E]
[Db] [Dbm] [Abm]
I don't even [B] care what you call me You can even call [E] me cold
You bitches know as soon [Db] as they saw me It's never me to keep the [Abm] privilege in my
home I roll like a [B] desperado
Now I'm never [Bb] known or [E] gonna go I'm still a [Dbm] boy like the snow [Db] tomorrow
Until it's over and it's all to [Abm] be known
I'm straight into a barrel of hate, [Eb] terror, [B] fake Not even a slim chance to [Ab] make a narrow escape
[B] Cupid shot his arrow and missed, [Ab] wait, sir You're [Abm] late, you're trained, left, mascara and eggs
Smear on your face, night sober, goodbye, ho I [Eb] thought that I told you [B] to spill
No, that ain't nothing to cry over Never should've [Em] came within range of my rover
Should've known I [E] was trouble [Abm] soon as I rolled up In each of your coups, numbing the fat there are blind
Boulders, they still come back to the crib Must want me to mess with the [B] mind, hold up
See Mr.
Sweet got some high roller Well, I won't buy a soda unless a spot can [E] ride
Cola, fake, it's [Ab] cheap, buy you a bag of Fritos I would've let you eat the fucking chip on [Abm] my shoulder
If you was bleaching I was hair, I [B] wouldn't die for you
Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five molars
[E] You get your eyes swollen, palm on my straight, quickly [Abm] So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear, bitch?
You're already bipolar
Now I don't even care [B] what you call me You can even [E] call me cold
These bitches know [Bb] I'm soon as [Db] they saw me It's never me to get the [Abm] privilege to know
I roll like a [B] Desperado Now I'll never know what I'm [E] gonna call
I'll stuff a ball like the [Db] Zora tomorrow Until it's over and it's all a few hours
[Abm] You saw me on this hoe tip Best tip I could [Eb] give you to [B] hip you
Is never to let these tricks trick you Mighty [E] ambiguous of you to think I love this
slut shit, dick you Oh, take [Db] a shovel and dig in some gay [Abm]-kitty, bitch
Shit, you talk about some advice that sticks with you If I [Ebm] should listen to [B] anyone tell me to stick to my guns
Like double stick, [E] it's you, a fucking tip It's cold, [Bb] chilling like a [Db] villain like the penguin
And it's [Abm] fucking igloo eating fart-sickles I'd rather slip and fall and shit than fall in love with [B] you
Boy, I'm tired of fucking out, I'll tie you [Bbm] in one, [E] bitch You think this is some nerd-tender game?
I'm not fucking dumb, is you?
[Db] I'll give you some lumps, boy I'll split some lumps, [Abm] arms with you
So here's a penny for your thoughts But it [Ebm] won't buy [B] you a cheeseburger
But a nickel might just [Ab] get you one pickle [E] Fuck it, it's official, so blow the whistle
I gotta [Db] trust this you, there's a bombshell [Dbm] Slut [Abm] thistle, I got this custard crew to fucking cuss
Shit you, like [B] before I rapped, I was some motherfucking stud
Slut thistle, [E] teach you not to come from Stumble in my way, [Bb] butt [Abm] shizzle
I still live like a budget, a Gilbert's lodge, check stuff
I'm a fizzle, so fuck sizzles This check is a bust like a blood pistil
Now I don't [Eb] even care what [B] you call me You can even [E] call me cold
These [Dbm] bitches know as soon as they [Db] saw me It's never me to keep the fizzles [Abm] in the room
I roll like a [B] Gasparotto Now I'll never know [E] where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like [Bb] there's no [Db] tomorrow Until it's over and it's [Abm] all over
And life is a bitch, ain't it, Tiff?
And each one thinks [B] they the shit
Shirt off my back, I wanna give you the dirt off my [E] handkerchief
I'm giving these hoes the dose of the old medicine Let them [Bb] get a good taste of it
I'm [Db] sure you got that relationship memo [Abm] by now But in case you didn't
It's so bad, but I'll stick a nose to your forehead [Ebm] and staple [B] it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit [Bb] around just wasting it
So I [E] paint this shit a little bit grittier than a clock I'm racing it, double [Ab]-timing it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults And it's ninth of the time that it may take you [Abm] pricks to catch on
Why you strong, I'm gonna make sure [B] I'm strong
Man, I still say K-marks like there's an apostrophe S on it, dog
And they say [E] McDonald's is in a restaurant, well, I guess I'm wrong
But if you're gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs
You can get the F on, dog
I don't really care what you [B] call me You can even call [E] me cold
These bitches don't screw [Db] as they saw me It's never me to keep the pimpers [Abm] in the room
I roll like [Ab] a [B] Gasparado Now I'll never know when [E] I'm gonna go
Still I [Bbm] ball like there's no [Db] tomorrow Until it's over and it's all [B] over
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
I said it's over and it's [Gb] all she wrote All she wrote, [Bb] all [Abm] she wrote
Good night, it's over and it's all she wrote
[Ebm] [B] [Ebm] [E]
[Db] [Abm]
[Ebm] [B]
[Ebm] [E] [D]
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Let's start jamming T.I.,Eminem - (Deluxe Version) Thats All She Wrote chords, practice the chord sequence F, B, E, Db, B, Db, B, Bb and B. Start with a comfortable 56 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 113. To match your vocal range and chord inclination, adjust the capo in line with the key: B Major.

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_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _ [Abm] _ _
I don't even [B] care what you call me You can even call [E] me cold
You bitches know as soon [Db] as they saw me It's never me to keep the [Abm] privilege in my
home I roll like a [B] desperado
Now I'm never [Bb] known or [E] gonna go I'm still a [Dbm] boy like the snow [Db] tomorrow
Until it's over and it's all to [Abm] be known
I'm straight into a barrel of hate, [Eb] terror, [B] fake Not even a slim chance to [Ab] make a narrow escape
[B] Cupid shot his arrow and missed, [Ab] wait, sir You're [Abm] late, you're trained, left, mascara and eggs
Smear on your face, night sober, goodbye, ho I [Eb] thought that I told you [B] to spill
No, that ain't nothing to cry over Never should've [Em] came within range of my rover
Should've known I [E] was trouble [Abm] soon as I rolled up In each of your coups, numbing the fat there are blind
Boulders, they still come back to the crib Must want me to mess with the [B] mind, hold up
See Mr.
Sweet got some high roller Well, I won't buy a soda unless a spot can [E] ride
Cola, fake, it's [Ab] cheap, buy you a bag of Fritos I would've let you eat the fucking chip on [Abm] my shoulder
If you was bleaching I was hair, I [B] wouldn't die for you
Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five molars
[E] You get your eyes swollen, palm on my straight, quickly [Abm] So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear, bitch?
You're already bipolar _
Now I don't even care [B] what you call me You can even [E] call me cold
These bitches know [Bb] I'm soon as [Db] they saw me It's never me to get the [Abm] privilege to know
I roll like a [B] Desperado Now I'll never know what I'm [E] gonna call
I'll stuff a ball like the [Db] Zora tomorrow Until it's over and it's all a few hours
[Abm] You saw me on this hoe tip Best tip I could [Eb] give you to [B] hip you
Is never to let these tricks trick you Mighty [E] ambiguous of you to think I love this
slut shit, dick you Oh, take [Db] a shovel and dig in some gay [Abm]-kitty, bitch
Shit, you talk about some advice that sticks with you If I [Ebm] should listen to [B] anyone tell me to stick to my guns
Like double stick, [E] it's you, a fucking tip It's cold, [Bb] chilling like a [Db] villain like the penguin
And it's [Abm] fucking igloo eating fart-sickles I'd rather slip and fall and shit than fall in love with [B] you
Boy, I'm tired of fucking out, I'll tie you [Bbm] in one, [E] bitch You think this is some nerd-tender game?
I'm not fucking dumb, is you?
[Db] I'll give you some lumps, boy I'll split some lumps, [Abm] arms with you
So here's a penny for your thoughts But it [Ebm] won't buy [B] you a cheeseburger
But a nickel might just [Ab] get you one pickle [E] Fuck it, it's official, so blow the whistle
I gotta [Db] trust this you, there's a bombshell [Dbm] Slut [Abm] thistle, I got this custard crew to fucking cuss
Shit you, like [B] before I rapped, I was some motherfucking stud
Slut thistle, [E] teach you not to come from Stumble in my way, [Bb] butt [Abm] shizzle
I still live like a budget, a Gilbert's lodge, check stuff
I'm a fizzle, so fuck sizzles This check is a bust like a blood pistil
_ Now I don't [Eb] even care what [B] you call me You can even [E] call me cold
These [Dbm] bitches know as soon as they [Db] saw me It's never me to keep the fizzles [Abm] in the room
I roll like a [B] Gasparotto Now I'll never know [E] where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like [Bb] there's no [Db] tomorrow Until it's over and it's [Abm] all over
And life is a bitch, ain't it, Tiff?
And each one thinks [B] they the shit
Shirt off my back, I wanna give you the dirt off my [E] handkerchief
I'm giving these hoes the dose of the old medicine Let them [Bb] get a good taste of it
I'm [Db] sure you got that relationship memo [Abm] by now But in case you didn't
It's so bad, but I'll stick a nose to your forehead [Ebm] and staple [B] it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit [Bb] around just wasting it
So I [E] paint this shit a little bit grittier than a clock I'm racing it, double [Ab]-timing it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults And it's ninth of the time that it may take you [Abm] pricks to catch on
Why you strong, I'm gonna make sure [B] I'm strong
Man, I still say K-marks like there's an apostrophe S on it, dog
And they say [E] McDonald's is in a restaurant, well, I guess I'm wrong
But if you're gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs
You can get the F on, dog
I don't really care what you [B] call me You can even call [E] me cold
These bitches don't screw [Db] as they saw me It's never me to keep the pimpers [Abm] in the room
I roll like [Ab] a [B] Gasparado Now I'll never know when [E] I'm gonna go
_ Still I [Bbm] ball like there's no [Db] tomorrow Until it's over and it's all [B] over
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
I said it's over and it's [Gb] all she wrote All she wrote, [Bb] all [Abm] she wrote
Good night, it's over and it's all she wrote
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_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ _

Facts about this song

This track, written by Łukasz Gottwald, Harris Clifford and Eminem, is part of the album No Mercy.

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