Chords for Kendrick Lamar Feat. Jay Rock - Money Trees (Subtitulado)

[Em] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _
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Uh, me and my niggas tryna [F#m] get it, ya bitch.
[G] Get that house, they tell me it's [C] you did it, ya bitch.
[G] Home invasion was [F#m] persuasive.
[Bm] From 9 to 5 I know [Em] it's fake it, ya bitch.
Drank the living like [F#m] rappers do.
[G] Back when condom rappers wasn't [C] cool.
I fucked Sherane and went [F#m] to tell my [Bm] bros.
Then that Sherane and Let It Burn came [Em] on.
Hot sauce all and I [F#m] talk rhymin' ya bitch.
[G] Park the car then we [C] start rhymin' ya bitch.
The only thing we had [F#m] to free our mind.
[Bm] To freeze that verse when we [Em] see dollar signs.
You lookin' like a [F#m] easy come up ya bitch.
[G] A silver spoon I know you come from ya [C] bitch.
And that's a lifestyle that [F#m] we never knew.
[Bm] Go at a reverend for [Em] the reverend go.
Halle Berry or Hallelujah.
[F#m] Pick [G] your poison tell me what you do.
[A#] _
[G] Everybody go respect the shooter.
[F#m] But the one in [Bm] front of the gun lives forever.
[Em] _ _ _ [F#m] And I [Bm] been hustlin' all day.
This [Em] a way, that a way.
Do canals and alleyways just [F#m] to say.
Money trees is [Bm] the perfect place to stay.
That's just [Em] how I feel.
_ _ [F#m] A dollar [G] more just fuck your main bitch.
That's just how I feel.
_ [F#m] A dollar might say fuck [Bm] the movies that [G] you came with.
[Em] That's just how I feel.
_ _ [F#m] A dollar [G] more just make that lane switch.
That's just how I feel.
_ [F#m] A dollar [Bm] might turn to a million and we all rich.
[Em] That's just how I feel.
Dreams of living life [F#m] like rappers do.
[G] Bump that new B40 [C] at the school.
[G] You know big ballin' with [F#m] my own man.
[G] Bro Stephens had us thinking [Em]
rational.
Back to reality [F#m] we poor ya bitch.
[G] Ain't nothing casualty at war ya [C] bitch.
Two [G] bullets in my uncle [F#m] Tony head.
[Bm] He said one day I'll be [Em] on tour ya bitch.
That Louie's burgers never [F#m] be the same.
[Bm] A Louie belt'll never [Em] ease that pain.
But I'ma purchase when [F#m] that day is jerking.
[Bm] Pull off at churches with Pirelli [Em] skirting.
Gang signs out [F#m] the window ya bitch.
[Bm] Hoping all of them will offend you ya [G] bitch.
They say your hood is [F#m] a pot of gold.
And we go [G] crash it when nobody's home.
[Em] Holla parents or holla [F#m] Louie.
Pick [G] your boys and tell me what you do. _
[C] Everybody don't respect the shooter [Bm] But the one in front of the gun lives [Em] forever
The one in front of the gun [F#m] lives forever
And I've [G] been hustling all day, this [C] a way, that a way
You can use the alleyways just [F#m] to say Money trees is [Bm] the perfect place to shade
And [Em] that's just how I feel, nah, _ [F#m] nah
Ain't dollar [G] money, just fucking main bitch That's just how [C] I feel, nah
[F#m] Ain't dollar mic, say fuck the [Bm] niggas that you gangly [Em] That's just how I feel, nah, [F#m] nah
Ain't dollar [G] mic, just make that lane switch That's just how [C] I feel, nah
[F#m] Ain't dollar mic, turn to a [Bm] million and [G] we all switch [Em] That's just how I feel
You're the last one I could get to store
[F#m] Roll away, have one of your [G] fucking head cold
[C] Roll away, [G] hit the streets, then we break the code
[F#m] Roll away, hit the brakes [Bm] when they on patrol
[Em] Roll away, be the last one I could get to store
[D] Roll away, have one of your [G] fucking head cold
Roll away, hit the streets, then we break the code
[F#m] Roll away, hit the brakes [Bm] when they on patrol
[Em] Roll away, roll away
Magic rock up in them projects with them niggas [F#m] Pick your pockets Santa Claus [Bm] don't miss them stockings
Liquors spilling, [G] pistols popping, baking soda, Yola whipping
Ain't no turkey [F#m] on Thanksgiving My homeboy just [Bm] domed a nigga
I just hope the [Em] Lord forgive him Pops with cocaine residue
Every day [F#m] I'm hustling What else is a [Bm] thug to do
When you eating cheese from the [Em] government
Gotta put five for my dawg and them Get the fuck up out my [F#m] way, bitch
Got that drum and [Bm] I got them bands Just like a [Em] parade, bitch
Lock that work up in the bushes Hope them boys don't [F#m] see my stache
If they do, [G] tell the truth This the last time you might [C] see my ass
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut Them circles [F#m] lurking blood
Bitches selling [Bm] pussy, niggas selling drugs But [G] it's all good
Broken promises, still you're watching Tell you what [F#m] time it is
Take your J's [Bm] and tell you to kick it Where a [Em] falak is
In the streets with a heater Under my [F#m] dungarees
Dreams of me getting [G] shaded under money trees
They call it [Em] highland barracks or highland blues
[F#m] Pick your [G] toys and tell me what you do
[C] Everybody go respect the shooter
[F#m] But the [Bm] one in front of the gun lives [Em] forever
The one in front of the gun [Bm] lives forever
And I've been [G] wrestling all day
This a [C] way, that a way
Lucanil's an alleyway, just to [F#m] say
Money [Bm] trees, it's a perfect place
Shading, [N] that's just how I feel _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I want your body, I want your body
I got _ a big old fat ass
Girl, girl, I want your body
I want your body, cause of that big old fat ass
I want your body, [G] _ I want your body
Did somebody say [N] dominoes?