Chords for Ja Rule - New York ft Fat Joe Jadakiss Official Music Video
Tempo:
93.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
B
F#
Bm
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[G] [F#] [C#]
[B] [Bm]
[G] [F#] [Bm] I got a honey guns a honey clips nigga I'm from New York
I [G] got a semi automatic that spits next [F#m] time if you talk
I [Bm] got a honey guns a honey clips nigga I'm from New York
[G] I got a semi automatic that spits next time if you talk
[C#]
[B] And I know, now niggas is pussy, finani, vagina, your monologue's getting tired
Now it's time to ride [G] a friend, this your fight, you no longer desired
[F#] So take off them silly [C#] chains, put back all your why, [B] I'm on fire
Holly dip then octane, let east coast bang, let west coast [G] bang
And rule gon' bring the ghetto gossip [F#m] to every hood possible
I'm pushing [B] through in the sky [Bm] blue, not gonna guard you now
Prefer be the four pounds, love sign at the speed of sound
[G] Tryna catch the ears of niggas that's running around
[G#] Somebody get [C#m] my Brooklyn niggas that run in your house
[B] I don't really [G#] understand what the running's about
[B] But we hunt cause we take [C] pride in erring, [G] I pray out
Leave the laid out [D] dead and just spoil
[F#] Cause we ain't [D#] playing up here in New York
[B] I got a [Bm] honey guns a honey clips [B] nigga I'm from New York
[D] And you can tell the way the homies spit, [G] that nigga [F#m] I'm from New York
I [Bm] got a hundred ways to make a grip, [B] yes I'm from New York
[D] And you can tell I get real ignorant, [G] this nigga [F#] I'm from New York
And this is [B] how we do
Nigga I can see the coke in your nose, this ain't a movie even
He got his head blown on the [Gm] glow, and I was just about to find God
But now that [F#] Mase is back, I think I'd [C#] much rather find a [B] menage
And they ain't talking crazy how the AK's fit
But we done disinvestigated and they ain't spray [G] shit
Not me, I'm a troop homie
Got the [F#] industry shook like nah nigga Joe gon' let em [Bm] loose on me
True story I'm bringing the team back
Even Roy Jones was forced to leave [G] back
My nigga Drake said grind cook
Now we [G#] killing them hard, niggas saying I must've [C#] found puns [B] rhyme
But God bitches on top of the phantom
And the pinky got [G] bling like the ring around Saturn
Cooked, kept, cracked, niggas fiend for [F#] that
And you already know the [E] X's with the team, B [B].I.
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York, New York
[G] Rough riding, D-blocking shit
Nigga [F#] fuck what you [G] thought, [F#] you thought
[B] And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short, too short
[G] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga [F#] I'm from New York
And this is [B] how we do
I swear it couldn't be sweeter
Life's a bitch depending on how you treat her
You might get [G] rich, it's guaranteed you gon' die
And you might get [F#] missed for maybe two or three hours
Till they [C#m] light they [B] spliffs
And that coke'll get you a long time
But when I let them know the dope is out
It's like America [G] online, wise as a Vulcan
And you know they [F#] say that you deserved it
Whenever you die with your eyes [B] open
I still hold the title
[Bm] Cause I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up [G] kids hopping out with their own rifles
Just doing [F#] shit for nothing, it's so spiteful
[Bm] I'm just [B] like you
Word to niggas, one of Murphy was in the air
A double shot of yak and the purple is in [G] the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
[F#] So when you tell me I'm [A#] the best, it's a compliment
[B] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York, New [G] York
Rough riding, deep blocking shit
Nigga [F#] fuck what you thought, [C#] you [B] thought
And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short, too [G] short
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga [F#] I'm from New [C#m] York
And this [B] is how we do
[G] [F#]
[B]
[G] [F#]
[B] [G]
[G] [F#] [C#]
[B] [Bm]
[G] [F#] [Bm] I got a honey guns a honey clips nigga I'm from New York
I [G] got a semi automatic that spits next [F#m] time if you talk
I [Bm] got a honey guns a honey clips nigga I'm from New York
[G] I got a semi automatic that spits next time if you talk
[C#]
[B] And I know, now niggas is pussy, finani, vagina, your monologue's getting tired
Now it's time to ride [G] a friend, this your fight, you no longer desired
[F#] So take off them silly [C#] chains, put back all your why, [B] I'm on fire
Holly dip then octane, let east coast bang, let west coast [G] bang
And rule gon' bring the ghetto gossip [F#m] to every hood possible
I'm pushing [B] through in the sky [Bm] blue, not gonna guard you now
Prefer be the four pounds, love sign at the speed of sound
[G] Tryna catch the ears of niggas that's running around
[G#] Somebody get [C#m] my Brooklyn niggas that run in your house
[B] I don't really [G#] understand what the running's about
[B] But we hunt cause we take [C] pride in erring, [G] I pray out
Leave the laid out [D] dead and just spoil
[F#] Cause we ain't [D#] playing up here in New York
[B] I got a [Bm] honey guns a honey clips [B] nigga I'm from New York
[D] And you can tell the way the homies spit, [G] that nigga [F#m] I'm from New York
I [Bm] got a hundred ways to make a grip, [B] yes I'm from New York
[D] And you can tell I get real ignorant, [G] this nigga [F#] I'm from New York
And this is [B] how we do
Nigga I can see the coke in your nose, this ain't a movie even
He got his head blown on the [Gm] glow, and I was just about to find God
But now that [F#] Mase is back, I think I'd [C#] much rather find a [B] menage
And they ain't talking crazy how the AK's fit
But we done disinvestigated and they ain't spray [G] shit
Not me, I'm a troop homie
Got the [F#] industry shook like nah nigga Joe gon' let em [Bm] loose on me
True story I'm bringing the team back
Even Roy Jones was forced to leave [G] back
My nigga Drake said grind cook
Now we [G#] killing them hard, niggas saying I must've [C#] found puns [B] rhyme
But God bitches on top of the phantom
And the pinky got [G] bling like the ring around Saturn
Cooked, kept, cracked, niggas fiend for [F#] that
And you already know the [E] X's with the team, B [B].I.
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York, New York
[G] Rough riding, D-blocking shit
Nigga [F#] fuck what you [G] thought, [F#] you thought
[B] And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short, too short
[G] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga [F#] I'm from New York
And this is [B] how we do
I swear it couldn't be sweeter
Life's a bitch depending on how you treat her
You might get [G] rich, it's guaranteed you gon' die
And you might get [F#] missed for maybe two or three hours
Till they [C#m] light they [B] spliffs
And that coke'll get you a long time
But when I let them know the dope is out
It's like America [G] online, wise as a Vulcan
And you know they [F#] say that you deserved it
Whenever you die with your eyes [B] open
I still hold the title
[Bm] Cause I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up [G] kids hopping out with their own rifles
Just doing [F#] shit for nothing, it's so spiteful
[Bm] I'm just [B] like you
Word to niggas, one of Murphy was in the air
A double shot of yak and the purple is in [G] the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
[F#] So when you tell me I'm [A#] the best, it's a compliment
[B] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York, New [G] York
Rough riding, deep blocking shit
Nigga [F#] fuck what you thought, [C#] you [B] thought
And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short, too [G] short
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga [F#] I'm from New [C#m] York
And this [B] is how we do
[G] [F#]
[B]
[G] [F#]
[B] [G]
Key:
G
B
F#
Bm
C#
G
B
F#
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Bm] I got a honey guns a honey clips nigga I'm from New York
I [G] got a semi automatic that spits next [F#m] time if you talk
I [Bm] got a honey guns a honey clips nigga I'm from New York
[G] I got a semi automatic that spits next time if you talk
[C#] _
[B] And I know, now niggas is pussy, finani, vagina, your monologue's getting tired
Now it's time to ride [G] a friend, this your fight, you no longer desired
[F#] So take off them silly [C#] chains, put back all your why, [B] I'm on fire
Holly dip then octane, let east coast bang, let west coast [G] bang
And rule gon' bring the ghetto gossip [F#m] to every hood possible
I'm pushing [B] through in the sky [Bm] blue, not gonna guard you now
Prefer be the four pounds, love sign at the speed of sound
[G] Tryna catch the ears of niggas that's running around
[G#] Somebody get [C#m] my Brooklyn niggas that run in your house
[B] I don't really [G#] understand what the running's about
[B] But we hunt cause we take [C] pride in erring, [G] I pray out
Leave the laid out [D] dead and just spoil
[F#] Cause we ain't [D#] playing up here in New York
[B] I got a [Bm] honey guns a honey clips [B] nigga I'm from New York _
[D] And you can tell the way the homies spit, [G] that nigga [F#m] I'm from New York
I [Bm] got a hundred ways to make a grip, [B] yes I'm from New York _
[D] And you can tell I get real ignorant, [G] this nigga [F#] I'm from New York
And this is [B] how we do
Nigga I can see the coke in your nose, this ain't a movie even
He got his head blown on the [Gm] glow, and I was just about to find God
But now that [F#] Mase is back, I think I'd [C#] much rather find a [B] menage
And they ain't talking crazy how the AK's fit
But we done disinvestigated and they ain't spray [G] shit
Not me, I'm a troop homie
Got the [F#] industry shook like nah nigga Joe gon' let em [Bm] loose on me
True story I'm bringing the team back
Even Roy Jones was forced to leave [G] back
My nigga Drake said grind cook
Now we [G#] killing them hard, niggas saying I must've [C#] found puns [B] rhyme
But God bitches on top of the phantom
And the pinky got [G] bling like the ring around Saturn
Cooked, kept, cracked, niggas fiend for [F#] that
And you already know the [E] X's with the team, B [B].I.
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York, New York
[G] Rough riding, D-blocking shit
Nigga [F#] fuck what you [G] thought, [F#] you thought
[B] And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short, too short
[G] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga [F#] I'm from New York
And this is [B] how we do
I swear it couldn't be sweeter
Life's a bitch depending on how you treat her
You might get [G] rich, it's guaranteed you gon' die
And you might get [F#] missed for maybe two or three hours
Till they [C#m] light they [B] spliffs
And that coke'll get you a long time
But when I let them know the dope is out
It's like America [G] online, wise as a Vulcan
And you know they [F#] say that you deserved it
Whenever you die with your eyes [B] open
I still hold the title
[Bm] Cause I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up [G] kids hopping out with their own rifles
Just doing [F#] shit for nothing, it's so spiteful
[Bm] I'm just [B] like you
Word to niggas, one of Murphy was in the air
A double shot of yak and the purple is in [G] the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
[F#] So when you tell me I'm [A#] the best, it's a compliment
[B] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York, New [G] York
Rough riding, deep blocking shit
Nigga [F#] fuck what you thought, [C#] you [B] thought
And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short, too [G] short
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga [F#] I'm from New [C#m] York
And this [B] is how we do _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Bm] I got a honey guns a honey clips nigga I'm from New York
I [G] got a semi automatic that spits next [F#m] time if you talk
I [Bm] got a honey guns a honey clips nigga I'm from New York
[G] I got a semi automatic that spits next time if you talk
[C#] _
[B] And I know, now niggas is pussy, finani, vagina, your monologue's getting tired
Now it's time to ride [G] a friend, this your fight, you no longer desired
[F#] So take off them silly [C#] chains, put back all your why, [B] I'm on fire
Holly dip then octane, let east coast bang, let west coast [G] bang
And rule gon' bring the ghetto gossip [F#m] to every hood possible
I'm pushing [B] through in the sky [Bm] blue, not gonna guard you now
Prefer be the four pounds, love sign at the speed of sound
[G] Tryna catch the ears of niggas that's running around
[G#] Somebody get [C#m] my Brooklyn niggas that run in your house
[B] I don't really [G#] understand what the running's about
[B] But we hunt cause we take [C] pride in erring, [G] I pray out
Leave the laid out [D] dead and just spoil
[F#] Cause we ain't [D#] playing up here in New York
[B] I got a [Bm] honey guns a honey clips [B] nigga I'm from New York _
[D] And you can tell the way the homies spit, [G] that nigga [F#m] I'm from New York
I [Bm] got a hundred ways to make a grip, [B] yes I'm from New York _
[D] And you can tell I get real ignorant, [G] this nigga [F#] I'm from New York
And this is [B] how we do
Nigga I can see the coke in your nose, this ain't a movie even
He got his head blown on the [Gm] glow, and I was just about to find God
But now that [F#] Mase is back, I think I'd [C#] much rather find a [B] menage
And they ain't talking crazy how the AK's fit
But we done disinvestigated and they ain't spray [G] shit
Not me, I'm a troop homie
Got the [F#] industry shook like nah nigga Joe gon' let em [Bm] loose on me
True story I'm bringing the team back
Even Roy Jones was forced to leave [G] back
My nigga Drake said grind cook
Now we [G#] killing them hard, niggas saying I must've [C#] found puns [B] rhyme
But God bitches on top of the phantom
And the pinky got [G] bling like the ring around Saturn
Cooked, kept, cracked, niggas fiend for [F#] that
And you already know the [E] X's with the team, B [B].I.
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York, New York
[G] Rough riding, D-blocking shit
Nigga [F#] fuck what you [G] thought, [F#] you thought
[B] And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short, too short
[G] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga [F#] I'm from New York
And this is [B] how we do
I swear it couldn't be sweeter
Life's a bitch depending on how you treat her
You might get [G] rich, it's guaranteed you gon' die
And you might get [F#] missed for maybe two or three hours
Till they [C#m] light they [B] spliffs
And that coke'll get you a long time
But when I let them know the dope is out
It's like America [G] online, wise as a Vulcan
And you know they [F#] say that you deserved it
Whenever you die with your eyes [B] open
I still hold the title
[Bm] Cause I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up [G] kids hopping out with their own rifles
Just doing [F#] shit for nothing, it's so spiteful
[Bm] I'm just [B] like you
Word to niggas, one of Murphy was in the air
A double shot of yak and the purple is in [G] the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
[F#] So when you tell me I'm [A#] the best, it's a compliment
[B] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York, New [G] York
Rough riding, deep blocking shit
Nigga [F#] fuck what you thought, [C#] you [B] thought
And you can't take shit for granted
Cause life is too short, too [G] short
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga [F#] I'm from New [C#m] York
And this [B] is how we do _ _ _ _ _ _
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