Chords for Kendrick Lamar - Money Trees [feat. Jay Rock] (Explicit)

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Me and my niggas [F#m] tryna get it, ya bitch [G] Hit that house, they tell me [C] it's you, get
it, ya bitch Home invasion [F#m] was persuasive
[Bm] From 9 to 5, I [Em] know it's faking, ya bitch Dreams of living [F#m] life like rappers [G] do
Back when condom [C] rappers wasn't cool I fucked Shireen and [F#m] went to tell my bros
[Bm] Then Usher rang and [Em] let it burn came on Hot sauce all in, [F#m] I talk rhyming, ya bitch
[G] Park the car, then we [C] start rhyming, ya bitch The only thing we [F#m] had to free our [Bm] mind
Then freeze that verse when [Em] we see dollar signs You lookin' like a [F#m] easy come up, ya [G] bitch
A silver spoon, I [C] know you come from, ya bitch And that's a lifestyle [F#m] that we never [Bm] knew
Go at a revenue [Em] for the revenue, ya bitch Go holly berry or holly [F#m] doody
[D] Pick your poison, tell me what you [Em] do Everybody go respect the [F#m] shooter
But the one [G] in front of the gun lives forever The one in front of the gun [F#m] lives forever
And [G] I been hustling all day, [Em] this a way, that a way
Do canals and alleyways [F#m] just to save money Trees [Bm] is the perfect place for shaving, [Em] that's just how I feel
Nah, _ [F#m] nah, ayy [G] dollar might just fuck your main [C] bitch, that's just how I feel
Nah, [F#m] ayy dollar might say fuck the niggas bet you can't [Em] quit, that's just how I feel
_ [F#m] Nah, nah, ayy [G] dollar might just make that lane switch, that's just how I feel
Nah, [F#m] ayy dollar might turn [Bm] to a million and we all [Em] rich, that's just how I feel
Dreams of living [F#m] life like rappers do [G] Bump that new [C] B40 at the school
[G] You know big ballin' [D] with my homies
[Bm] Bro, Steve is hot as [Em] pink and rational Back to reality [F#m] we poor, ya [G] bitch
Ain't nothing casualty at war, ya bitch Two bullets in my [F#m] uncle's pony head
[Bm] He said one day I'll [Em] be on tour, ya bitch That Louisburgers [F#m] never be the [Bm] same
A Louis belt'll [E] never ease that pain But I'ma purchase [F#m] when that day is [Bm] jerkin'
Pull off at churches [Em] with Pirelli skirtin' Gang signs [F#m] out the window, ya [G] bitch
Hopin' all of [E] em offend you, ya bitch They say your hood [F#m] is a pot of [C#] gold
And we go crash it when nobody's [Em] home
It's called hollyberry or holly [F#m] glue [G] Pick your boys and tell me what you [C] do
[E] Everybody go respect the [Bm] shooter But the one [Bm] in front of the gun is [Em] whatever
The one in front of the gun [F#m] is whatever
And [G] I been hustlin' all day, [C] this a way, that a way
Lookin' girls in alleyways, [F#m] just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shadin'
[Em] That's just how I feel, nah, [F#m] nah
Hey, [G] dollar, make this fuckin' main, bitch That's just how I feel, nah
[F#m] Hey, dollar, Mike, say [Bm] fuck them niggas that you game [Em] with
That's just how I feel, nah, [F#m] nah
Hey, [G] dollar, move, just make that lane [C] switch That's just how I feel, nah
[F#m] Hey, dollar, Mike, turn [Bm] to a million and we all [Em] reach
That's just how I feel
Be the last one up and get the stone [F#m] No way, got one [G] of your fuckin' head holes
[C] No way, hit the streets then we break the code [F#m] No way, get the [Bm] brakes, then they on patrol
[Em] No way, be the last one up and get the stone [F#m] No way, got one [G] of your fuckin' head holes
[G] No way, hit the streets then we break the code [Bm] No way, get the brakes, then they on patrol
[Em] No way, be the last one up and get the stone No way, get the brakes, then they on patrol
Imagine rock up in them projects with them [F#m] niggas Pick your pockets Santa [G] Claus don't miss them stockings
Liquors [Em] spillin', pistols poppin', bacon soda, y'all a whippin'
Ain't no [F#m] turkey on Thanksgiving, my [G] homeboy just domed a nigga
I just hope the Lord [Em] forgive him, pops with cocaine residue
Every [F#m] day I'm hustlin', what else [Bm] is a thug to do
When you eatin' cheese from the government, gotta provide for my daughter
Then them get the fuck up [F#m] out my way, bitch
Got that drum and I got them bands, just like [Em] a parade, bitch
Rock that work up in the bushes, hope them [F#m] boys don't see my stash
If they [G] do, tell the truth, this the last time [C] you might see my ass
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them [F#m] serpents lurkin'
Blood bitches [Bm] sellin' pussy, niggas sellin' [Em] drugs, but it's all good
Broken promises, still you're watchin', tell [F#m] you what time it is
Take your [G] J's and tell you to kick it where a felaka is
In the streets with a heater under [F#m] my dungarees
[G] Dreams of me gettin' shaded under a money tree
They call it Halle Berry or Halle [F#m] Louie
[G] Pick your poison, tell me what you [C] do
[E] Everybody gon' 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 [G] I've been hustlin' all day, this a way, [G] that a way
Lookin' down the alleyways, [F#m] just to say
Money trees [Bm] is the perfect place for shakin'
[N] That's just how I feel _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ I want your body, cuz you got big old fat ass
See he has hair
Shit, he ain't even trippin' off them dumb nose no more
Just bring the car back _