King Of New York Chords by Mf Grimm
Tempo:
97.075 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Dm
D
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm the [D] king of New York, [Eb] I rule with a iron [Dm] fist
Cold around [Eb] my neck and on my fingers and wrists
[D] A ship [Eb] full of beautiful punks on [Dm] my shit list
Drop the S [Eb] now, shit means [D] hit list
[Eb] Motherfuckers wanna sit at my [Dm] spot a lot
Cause what [Eb] I got on my [Dm] seat's hot
It's not your [Eb] turn, you black ass, a bird to [Dm] the ground
Pound for pound, [Eb] twelve rounds, how that [N] sound?
A title bout, call time out, your rhymes are tied
Without a doubt, no clout, smell it like sauerkraut
Wild stay hard, like a dick on stout
Give me some minutes to win this shit, piss
So you pout like a trout and a drought can't get out
You wanna scream but fish can't shout
I'm vile for tame, so don't wonder how
I'm the king of New York, just get down and bow
[E] Let the king do his thing, [Eb] don't give me [Dm] no hassle
The streets is my [Eb] throne, New York is my [Dm] castle
Some come [Eb] close, but they can't get it [Am] right
Cause I'm [Dm] a big, big [G] king of [F] New York like [G] Frank White
Let the king [Eb] do his thing, don't give me [Dm] no hassle
The streets is my [Eb] throne, New York is my [D] castle
Some come [Eb] close, but they can't get it [D] right
I'm a big, [Gb] big king of New York like Frank White
Pull [N] triggers on hard head niggas, I'm leaving dents
Climb motherfuckers like a schoolyard fence
A posse try to jump me, to get a good rep fine
That's why the tech nine is always kept
Sixteen shots, sixteen niggas hurt
Sixteen staggers, sixteen hit the dirt
Now hospital beds, coffins all in stead
Cause all sixteen shots went dead to the head
[Em] I can't think about anything else
Just my family [Abm] and then I go for self
[G] In the streets it's hard, but in jail [N] it's even tougher
Cold around [Eb] my neck and on my fingers and wrists
[D] A ship [Eb] full of beautiful punks on [Dm] my shit list
Drop the S [Eb] now, shit means [D] hit list
[Eb] Motherfuckers wanna sit at my [Dm] spot a lot
Cause what [Eb] I got on my [Dm] seat's hot
It's not your [Eb] turn, you black ass, a bird to [Dm] the ground
Pound for pound, [Eb] twelve rounds, how that [N] sound?
A title bout, call time out, your rhymes are tied
Without a doubt, no clout, smell it like sauerkraut
Wild stay hard, like a dick on stout
Give me some minutes to win this shit, piss
So you pout like a trout and a drought can't get out
You wanna scream but fish can't shout
I'm vile for tame, so don't wonder how
I'm the king of New York, just get down and bow
[E] Let the king do his thing, [Eb] don't give me [Dm] no hassle
The streets is my [Eb] throne, New York is my [Dm] castle
Some come [Eb] close, but they can't get it [Am] right
Cause I'm [Dm] a big, big [G] king of [F] New York like [G] Frank White
Let the king [Eb] do his thing, don't give me [Dm] no hassle
The streets is my [Eb] throne, New York is my [D] castle
Some come [Eb] close, but they can't get it [D] right
I'm a big, [Gb] big king of New York like Frank White
Pull [N] triggers on hard head niggas, I'm leaving dents
Climb motherfuckers like a schoolyard fence
A posse try to jump me, to get a good rep fine
That's why the tech nine is always kept
Sixteen shots, sixteen niggas hurt
Sixteen staggers, sixteen hit the dirt
Now hospital beds, coffins all in stead
Cause all sixteen shots went dead to the head
[Em] I can't think about anything else
Just my family [Abm] and then I go for self
[G] In the streets it's hard, but in jail [N] it's even tougher
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_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm the [D] king of New York, [Eb] I rule with a iron [Dm] fist
Cold around [Eb] my neck and on my fingers and wrists
[D] A ship [Eb] full of beautiful punks on [Dm] my shit list
Drop the S [Eb] now, shit means [D] hit list
[Eb] Motherfuckers wanna sit at my [Dm] spot a lot
Cause what [Eb] I got on my [Dm] seat's hot
It's not your [Eb] turn, you black ass, a bird to [Dm] the ground
Pound for pound, [Eb] twelve rounds, how that [N] sound?
A title bout, call time out, your rhymes are tied
Without a doubt, no clout, smell it like sauerkraut
Wild stay hard, like a dick on stout
Give me some minutes to win this shit, piss
So you pout like a trout and a drought can't get out
You wanna scream but fish can't shout
I'm vile for tame, so don't wonder how
I'm the king of New York, just get down and bow
[E] Let the king do his thing, [Eb] don't give me [Dm] no hassle
The streets is my [Eb] throne, New York is my [Dm] castle
Some come [Eb] close, but they can't get it [Am] right
Cause I'm [Dm] a big, big [G] king of [F] New York like [G] Frank White
Let the king [Eb] do his thing, don't give me [Dm] no hassle
The streets is my [Eb] throne, New York is my [D] castle
Some come [Eb] close, but they can't get it [D] right
I'm a big, [Gb] big king of New York like Frank White
Pull [N] triggers on hard head niggas, I'm leaving dents
Climb motherfuckers like a schoolyard fence
A posse try to jump me, to get a good rep fine
That's why the tech nine is always kept
Sixteen shots, sixteen niggas hurt
Sixteen staggers, sixteen hit the dirt
Now hospital beds, coffins all in stead
Cause all sixteen shots went dead to the head
[Em] I can't think about anything else
Just my family [Abm] and then I go for self
[G] In the streets it's hard, but in jail [N] it's even tougher _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm the [D] king of New York, [Eb] I rule with a iron [Dm] fist
Cold around [Eb] my neck and on my fingers and wrists
[D] A ship [Eb] full of beautiful punks on [Dm] my shit list
Drop the S [Eb] now, shit means [D] hit list
[Eb] Motherfuckers wanna sit at my [Dm] spot a lot
Cause what [Eb] I got on my [Dm] seat's hot
It's not your [Eb] turn, you black ass, a bird to [Dm] the ground
Pound for pound, [Eb] twelve rounds, how that [N] sound?
A title bout, call time out, your rhymes are tied
Without a doubt, no clout, smell it like sauerkraut
Wild stay hard, like a dick on stout
Give me some minutes to win this shit, piss
So you pout like a trout and a drought can't get out
You wanna scream but fish can't shout
I'm vile for tame, so don't wonder how
I'm the king of New York, just get down and bow
[E] Let the king do his thing, [Eb] don't give me [Dm] no hassle
The streets is my [Eb] throne, New York is my [Dm] castle
Some come [Eb] close, but they can't get it [Am] right
Cause I'm [Dm] a big, big [G] king of [F] New York like [G] Frank White
Let the king [Eb] do his thing, don't give me [Dm] no hassle
The streets is my [Eb] throne, New York is my [D] castle
Some come [Eb] close, but they can't get it [D] right
I'm a big, [Gb] big king of New York like Frank White
Pull [N] triggers on hard head niggas, I'm leaving dents
Climb motherfuckers like a schoolyard fence
A posse try to jump me, to get a good rep fine
That's why the tech nine is always kept
Sixteen shots, sixteen niggas hurt
Sixteen staggers, sixteen hit the dirt
Now hospital beds, coffins all in stead
Cause all sixteen shots went dead to the head
[Em] I can't think about anything else
Just my family [Abm] and then I go for self
[G] In the streets it's hard, but in jail [N] it's even tougher _ _
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