Chords for Jackers in My Home

Tempo:
77.9 bpm
Chords used:

Eb

Fm

Ab

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Jackers in My Home chords
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[Ab] [Eb]
[Fm] They wipe tears while I wipe fingerprints off lead
They say shoot for the stars, I say shoot for the [Eb] head
I believe in good times, having peace and fun
But I'm still in my room tryna grease my [Fm] gun
Can't let it get rusty if a shootout breaks
The only thing I want jammin' is my screwed out [Eb] tape
And tomorrow's the big day, gotta get my rest
[Eb] 45 G's outta town, big bond [Fm] threats
I'm all alone, my girl said that she couldn't make it
Cause she caught a damn cold and her whole body's [Eb] achin'
And I feel kinda nervous, butterflies in my stomach
But I drift off to sleep, really thinkin' nothin' [Fm] of it
Then somethin' wakes me up, and I open my eyes
Somebody's in my house, I'm heartbroken cause [Eb] I
Couldn't tell my mom bye, they finally caught me slippin'
I'ma die like a man on a wire
[Fm]
Gunshots to my dome, jackers in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to [Fm] church
Gunshots to my dome, jackers in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to [Fm] church
Dreams of the queen, enemies on different teams
Red [Ab] beams in my house, man this shit is so [Eb] extreme
I saw them dressed up in all black with the mask
And I knew they was [Ab] comin' for the birds and the [Fm] cash
So I rolled out my bed, hit the floor and start crawlin'
And this is the price that you pay when you [Eb] ballin'
But how did they get the spare key to my crib?
It had to be my bitch, she gon' die if I live
[Fm]
Usually I keep a black Glock on my dresser
And I'm hearin' someone whisper sayin'
Oh, summer [Eb] could drip
Now no one is the devil, but I pay it no mind
I've been dodgin' that fool ever since I was nine
[Fm] Gotta make it to the closet where I keep my Mossberg
Slug shots, one hit, never speak another [Eb] word
Little did I know they had night vision goggles
When they saw me on the floor, boy, squeeze on the [Fm] throttle
Gunshots to my dome, jackas in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church
[Fm]
Gunshots to my dome, jackas in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church
[Fm]
Shots started ringin', I was tumblin' and divin'
Runnin' out of time, but my mind on survivin'
[Eb]
Dove out the window, but I started seein' stars
I forgot last week, bought some burglar bars
[Fm] Now my face is all wet, and I know it ain't sweat
Bullet hit my leg, so I rode to the [Eb] left
Guess where I was at, damn right, in the closet
Grabbed a pump, now it's my turn to make a [Fm] deposit
Them slugs ain't no punk, hit the boy in his back
Saw his right leg flyin' and it knocked down my [Eb] lamp
Unloaded, reloaded, was a three-man army
Now they lookin' like they got us at the end of a [Fm] party
One was still alive, so I start askin' questions
He could barely talk, spittin' blood like venom
[Eb] He said he had a team and that people would rent him
I killed the messengers, now I need who sent
[Fm] Gunshots to my dome, jackas in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in this suit and finally goin' to church
[Fm]
Gunshots to my dome, jackas in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average tombstone
[Eb] I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in this suit and finally goin' to church
[Fm] [Eb]
[Fm]
[Eb]
[Fm]
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Fm
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Eb
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] They wipe tears while I wipe fingerprints off lead
They say shoot for the stars, I say shoot for the [Eb] head
I believe in good times, having peace and fun
But I'm still in my room tryna grease my [Fm] gun
Can't let it get rusty if a shootout breaks
The only thing I want jammin' is my screwed out [Eb] tape
And tomorrow's the big day, gotta get my rest
[Eb] 45 G's outta town, big bond [Fm] threats
I'm all alone, my girl said that she couldn't make it
Cause she caught a damn cold and her whole body's [Eb] achin'
And I feel kinda nervous, butterflies in my stomach
But I drift off to sleep, really thinkin' nothin' [Fm] of it
Then somethin' wakes me up, and I open my eyes
Somebody's in my house, I'm heartbroken cause [Eb] I
Couldn't tell my mom bye, they finally caught me slippin'
I'ma die like a man on a wire
[Fm]
Gunshots to my dome, jackers in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to [Fm] church
Gunshots to my dome, jackers in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to [Fm] church
Dreams of the queen, enemies on different teams
Red [Ab] beams in my house, man this shit is so [Eb] extreme
I saw them dressed up in all black with the mask
And I knew they was [Ab] comin' for the birds and the [Fm] cash
So I rolled out my bed, hit the floor and start crawlin'
And this is the price that you pay when you [Eb] ballin'
But how did they get the spare key to my crib?
It had to be my bitch, she gon' die if I live
[Fm]
Usually I keep a black Glock on my dresser
And I'm hearin' someone whisper sayin'
Oh, summer [Eb] could drip
Now no one is the devil, but I pay it no mind
I've been dodgin' that fool ever since I was nine
[Fm] Gotta make it to the closet where I keep my Mossberg
Slug shots, one hit, never speak another [Eb] word
Little did I know they had night vision goggles
When they saw me on the floor, boy, squeeze on the [Fm] throttle
Gunshots to my dome, jackas in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church
[Fm]
Gunshots to my dome, jackas in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church
[Fm]
Shots started ringin', I was tumblin' and divin'
Runnin' out of time, but my mind on survivin'
[Eb]
Dove out the window, but I started seein' stars
I forgot last week, bought some burglar bars
[Fm] Now my face is all wet, and I know it ain't sweat
Bullet hit my leg, so I rode to the [Eb] left
Guess where I was at, damn right, in the closet
Grabbed a pump, now it's my turn to make a [Fm] deposit
Them slugs ain't no punk, hit the boy in his back
Saw his right leg flyin' and it knocked down my [Eb] lamp
Unloaded, reloaded, was a three-man army
Now they lookin' like they got us at the end of a [Fm] party
One was still alive, so I start askin' questions
He could barely talk, spittin' blood like venom
[Eb] He said he had a team and that people would rent him
I killed the messengers, now I need who sent
[Fm] Gunshots to my dome, jackas in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average [Eb] tombstone
I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in this suit and finally goin' to church
[Fm]
Gunshots to my dome, jackas in my home
Nothin' too fancy, just your average tombstone
[Eb] I'm sorry that I chose a life under the curse
I'll be dressed in this suit and finally goin' to church
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