Chords for Gucci Mane - Truth (Official Music Video)

Be [B] steady, stay
_ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [Bm] Scooch _ _ _ _
_ [Em] Suckers keep on [B] downin' me _
[G] They know they should [B] be crownin' me _
_ Yo!
_ _ Scoop walk
_ _ Scalp paper, scalp [Bm] paper
_ [Em] _ _ [B] _ Boy, this kinda day is
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Fuck, man
They done changed goin' and they ain't took one yet
And they retarded borrowed Gucci but this gold [F#] Rolex
[B] A $10,000 bounty put on my neck
I hope you didn't pay them cuz they didn't [G#] have no success
You seen [B] my interview, nigga, and you got [G] upset
I seen [B] your interview too, you look oh so stressed
I think the nigga just mad cuz I fucked his ex
And I'm a big dog, he got the little boy [G] cuz he don't have a dog
Go dig [B] your partner up, nigga, [F#] bet he can't say shit
And if [B] you lookin' for the kid, I'll be in zone 6
I hear the birthday party fresh, you and your [Em] homeboy tip
I know y'all see me over there with [G#] that black Vogue feel
I bought [B] a Bentley Mulsanne, [F#] it look just like tilt
But [B] I never went platinum, do you catch my drift?
I never let a nigga do me like Tup [G] did flip
This [B] the same shit that got big in Tupac, Q
Scoochie, ha _ ha, _ okay
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [Em] _ _ [B] For the record, this is not a [F#] diss record
_ [B] _ _ _ _
This the truth, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Scoochie, living [Bm] legend
_ [G] Oh [B] yeah, I'm a legend, _ living legend, nigga
_ Respect that
[Em] _ Check, [B] I ain't playing with you, I ain't trying to dance with you
Fuck you, I ain't using hands, let them rubber bands get you
It take money to go to war, and we can go to war, nigga
I ain't no real rapper, I'm a fucking [G] great hitman
I'm [B] an old school fool, [F#] don't make me show my [C#] age, nigga
Grab [B] a Louisville and turn it to a padding cage, nigga
I did a song with Keisha Cole, and I know you still miss her
But Puff was fucking her while you was [Bm] falling in love with her
[B] I'll you to do a song [F#] when you been smoking no bud with her
I was [B] screaming so, icing was a neighborhood nigga
This A.R. is my back up, cause I don't need [G] now, nigga
[B] Mustard Hill with Flocka said, let them [G#] guns blam, nigga
[B] Used to drive a Birmingham [F#] with a lot of grounds, nigga
I'm [B] just who I am, nigga, but I ain't spammed now, nigga
I know it's hard for you to sleep knowing you killed [Em] your homeboy
You left [B] your son to be a bastard, won't even raise [Em] your homeboy
He [F#] had to defeat his wife last week, and now he has to [Bm] defend his freedom
He's not gonna say anything, okay
[F#] He murdered a suspect, and he had a lawyer and a mother
Basically what happened, um, [Em] they walked, _ [B] and this [F#] lady, um, covered her place
_ She was there, he was there, at one point she opened up the door
Five guys come running in, [B] one of them had green tape
_ _ One of them had a weapon, one of them had brass knuckles
You hit him with brass knuckles, uh, hit him real hard
Had him wrapped up, another guy had a weapon, hit one of the other guys with a weapon
He became a situation where he defended himself _
[D#] Somebody yelled, one of the other [F#] five guys yelled, shooting, something [B] to that effect
He grabbed a gun that was nearby, and [N] he started