Played Like A Piano Chords by King Tee
Tempo:
90.3 bpm
Chords used:
A
B
E
F#
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] Can [A] you please [B] drunk again?
Yo, check [C#m] this out [F#] Aw [G] shit
[A] Aw [C#] shit
I wanna dedicate this song to all them motherfuckers out there
That that that [A] that that that
[B] Perpentrating
[E]
Perpentrating
[G] Perpentrating [A] Wait, [B] rewind
Hey watch out, King T, man
[E] What is this, man?
What is this?
Some cool shit for [A] the King's [B] Anthology
And when I'm done, don't [E] expect no [F#] apology
[D] Stupid motherfuckers [A] should've stepped when I [B] warned them
I'm from the boondocks [E] of Compton, California
I'm just anxious [A] to whoop some [B] ass
I went to high school, but [E] I flunked every [F#] class
[D] So what makes you think I give [A] a fuck about [B] respect?
I put your bitch in [E] check and I bet you [D] won't run up
Son of a [A] punk and a [B] bitch too
I should've did a drive-by [E] on you and your [F#] crew
[G] Cause y'all be popping some [A] shit that's [B] unheard of
For you, what's the word?
[E] Uh, it's murder, son
When I be cushing your [A] hood with a [B] passion
And I ain't talking that [E] action, Jackson
When I come, you [A] better run for [B] ammo
I'll get played like [E] a fucking piano
[D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#] [D] [A] [B] [C#]
[E] And yo, we got my homeboy Ice Cube in the [C#] house
From the motherfucking Linton
[D] What's up, nigga?
And [A] yo, Ice [B] Cube, what makes you a singer now, man?
What's up?
Yo, [E] yo
[F#] Don't write me, but I [A] don't sing, [B] motherfucker
I kick shit with [E] the King, motherfucker
Ice Cube will [A] clock the [B] cash, lock the mask
And if you run [E] up, I'll [F#] sock you
And watch that [A] eye get [B] swollen
Cause I'm playing [E] punk niggas like [F#] Bass [G] Ho
So bust a [A] cap for [B] swinging time
Fuck Gil Brenner, [E] it's still the [F#] king and I
Cause where I'm [A] from, the sun [B] don't shine
So one time over, [E] only bust [F#] one rhyme
But I bust one [A] low for [B] the suckers
Last year I was ruthless, now [E] I'm legit, motherfucker
[G] And you'll see, in [A] the tree, [B] MCs and crew
Now they looking for [E] me, King [F#] T, and the [G] boot
Now every nigga that [A] cross me's [B] a brown
Cause I play their [E] ass like a fucking [G] piano
[A] [B] [E]
[F#] [G] [A] [B] [E]
[D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#] [D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#] Yo, check [A] this out
We [B] got my homeboy Breeze in the [E] motherfucking [F#] house
From L.A. Posse, and he [A] got some [B] shit to holler
Come on, man, we bust this [E] shit
[F#] Well, I'ma take the mic like [A] it was a [B] jack move
Run with the beat as [E] long as the [F#] track moves
Hot-ass lava [A] organized like [B] a seminar
Serve you, your [E] crew, him, and then another
[D] Couple of rat zaps, [A] think they could [B] get
But you're slipped and shit, so knit [E] with, just [F#] get the nuts
Killing your high hopes, [A] watching your [B] right nose
Better walk a chalk line, [E] now fuck it up tight
For [G] rats, we can pick up bigger than [A] others
Then I [B] stop, swipe a chip from first to fifth
[E] While you stop [F#] to shop with
[G] Take the mic stand [A] whenever the [B] dude come
If I bust enough for every bomb [E] I had, I could boom, boom
[G] Serious as drama, [A] I'ma watch it, say [Bm] me too
You're shorter than me, shoot, [E] your rhymes are [F#] see-through
[G] You're nothing like G, you [A] transparent, I [B] made it apparent
I made a wax and [E] tax that ain't [F#] coherent
Cause B-R-E-E-Z [A]-E will [B] easily remain
So G-E, [E] that's how [F#] MC, when [D] you see me
I wear a [A] beanie and not [B] a can go
Now you got plain, [E] like a fucking [G] piano
[A] [B] [E]
[F#] [D] [A] [B] [C#]
[D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#] [D] [A] [B] But I ain't even 50 [E] yet
[F#] This is just a sample of [A] three black [B] negros
Who grew up in [E] the heart of the [F#] ghetto
[G] Knowing what we want be just [A] to make ends [B] meet
Some steal for a living, some [E] stand on the [F#] streets
Just slang, some [E] gangbang, but big [B] deal
They say a cop in, you gotta [E] kill or get [F#] killed
[D] Motherfucking police pull you [A] over, slam [B] you down
Then tell you that [E] your hood is their town
[Gm] And I ain't going for [A] no shit like [B] that
Cut me up, take me to [E] jail, I come [F#] back
[G] Talking much shit, cause [A] I talk what the [B] fuck I feel
A few weeks in [E] the county ain't [F#] no big deal
So I'm fucked like [A] you can't [B] fuck with me
That big, falling-ass [E] nigga named [F#] G-T
[G] You think you can?
I [A] don't think that you [B] can, though
Me's the IQ with [E] briefs and [F#m] a fucking piano
[A] [B] [E] [F#] [D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#]
Yo, check [C#m] this out [F#] Aw [G] shit
[A] Aw [C#] shit
I wanna dedicate this song to all them motherfuckers out there
That that that [A] that that that
[B] Perpentrating
[E]
Perpentrating
[G] Perpentrating [A] Wait, [B] rewind
Hey watch out, King T, man
[E] What is this, man?
What is this?
Some cool shit for [A] the King's [B] Anthology
And when I'm done, don't [E] expect no [F#] apology
[D] Stupid motherfuckers [A] should've stepped when I [B] warned them
I'm from the boondocks [E] of Compton, California
I'm just anxious [A] to whoop some [B] ass
I went to high school, but [E] I flunked every [F#] class
[D] So what makes you think I give [A] a fuck about [B] respect?
I put your bitch in [E] check and I bet you [D] won't run up
Son of a [A] punk and a [B] bitch too
I should've did a drive-by [E] on you and your [F#] crew
[G] Cause y'all be popping some [A] shit that's [B] unheard of
For you, what's the word?
[E] Uh, it's murder, son
When I be cushing your [A] hood with a [B] passion
And I ain't talking that [E] action, Jackson
When I come, you [A] better run for [B] ammo
I'll get played like [E] a fucking piano
[D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#] [D] [A] [B] [C#]
[E] And yo, we got my homeboy Ice Cube in the [C#] house
From the motherfucking Linton
[D] What's up, nigga?
And [A] yo, Ice [B] Cube, what makes you a singer now, man?
What's up?
Yo, [E] yo
[F#] Don't write me, but I [A] don't sing, [B] motherfucker
I kick shit with [E] the King, motherfucker
Ice Cube will [A] clock the [B] cash, lock the mask
And if you run [E] up, I'll [F#] sock you
And watch that [A] eye get [B] swollen
Cause I'm playing [E] punk niggas like [F#] Bass [G] Ho
So bust a [A] cap for [B] swinging time
Fuck Gil Brenner, [E] it's still the [F#] king and I
Cause where I'm [A] from, the sun [B] don't shine
So one time over, [E] only bust [F#] one rhyme
But I bust one [A] low for [B] the suckers
Last year I was ruthless, now [E] I'm legit, motherfucker
[G] And you'll see, in [A] the tree, [B] MCs and crew
Now they looking for [E] me, King [F#] T, and the [G] boot
Now every nigga that [A] cross me's [B] a brown
Cause I play their [E] ass like a fucking [G] piano
[A] [B] [E]
[F#] [G] [A] [B] [E]
[D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#] [D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#] Yo, check [A] this out
We [B] got my homeboy Breeze in the [E] motherfucking [F#] house
From L.A. Posse, and he [A] got some [B] shit to holler
Come on, man, we bust this [E] shit
[F#] Well, I'ma take the mic like [A] it was a [B] jack move
Run with the beat as [E] long as the [F#] track moves
Hot-ass lava [A] organized like [B] a seminar
Serve you, your [E] crew, him, and then another
[D] Couple of rat zaps, [A] think they could [B] get
But you're slipped and shit, so knit [E] with, just [F#] get the nuts
Killing your high hopes, [A] watching your [B] right nose
Better walk a chalk line, [E] now fuck it up tight
For [G] rats, we can pick up bigger than [A] others
Then I [B] stop, swipe a chip from first to fifth
[E] While you stop [F#] to shop with
[G] Take the mic stand [A] whenever the [B] dude come
If I bust enough for every bomb [E] I had, I could boom, boom
[G] Serious as drama, [A] I'ma watch it, say [Bm] me too
You're shorter than me, shoot, [E] your rhymes are [F#] see-through
[G] You're nothing like G, you [A] transparent, I [B] made it apparent
I made a wax and [E] tax that ain't [F#] coherent
Cause B-R-E-E-Z [A]-E will [B] easily remain
So G-E, [E] that's how [F#] MC, when [D] you see me
I wear a [A] beanie and not [B] a can go
Now you got plain, [E] like a fucking [G] piano
[A] [B] [E]
[F#] [D] [A] [B] [C#]
[D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#] [D] [A] [B] But I ain't even 50 [E] yet
[F#] This is just a sample of [A] three black [B] negros
Who grew up in [E] the heart of the [F#] ghetto
[G] Knowing what we want be just [A] to make ends [B] meet
Some steal for a living, some [E] stand on the [F#] streets
Just slang, some [E] gangbang, but big [B] deal
They say a cop in, you gotta [E] kill or get [F#] killed
[D] Motherfucking police pull you [A] over, slam [B] you down
Then tell you that [E] your hood is their town
[Gm] And I ain't going for [A] no shit like [B] that
Cut me up, take me to [E] jail, I come [F#] back
[G] Talking much shit, cause [A] I talk what the [B] fuck I feel
A few weeks in [E] the county ain't [F#] no big deal
So I'm fucked like [A] you can't [B] fuck with me
That big, falling-ass [E] nigga named [F#] G-T
[G] You think you can?
I [A] don't think that you [B] can, though
Me's the IQ with [E] briefs and [F#m] a fucking piano
[A] [B] [E] [F#] [D] [A] [B] [E]
[F#]
Key:
A
B
E
F#
G
A
B
E
_ [G] Can [A] you please [B] drunk again?
Yo, check [C#m] this out [F#] Aw [G] shit
[A] Aw [C#] shit
I wanna dedicate this song to all them motherfuckers out there
That that that [A] that that that
[B] _ Perpentrating
[E]
Perpentrating
[G] Perpentrating [A] Wait, [B] rewind
Hey watch out, King T, man
[E] What is this, man?
What is this?
Some cool shit for [A] the King's [B] Anthology
And when I'm done, don't [E] expect no [F#] apology
[D] Stupid motherfuckers [A] should've stepped when I [B] warned them
I'm from the boondocks [E] of Compton, California
I'm just anxious [A] to whoop some [B] ass
I went to high school, but [E] I flunked every [F#] class
[D] So what makes you think I give [A] a fuck about [B] respect?
I put your bitch in [E] check and I bet you [D] won't run up
Son of a [A] punk and a [B] bitch too
I should've did a drive-by [E] on you and your [F#] crew
[G] Cause y'all be popping some [A] shit that's [B] unheard of
For you, what's the word?
[E] Uh, it's murder, son
When I be cushing your [A] hood with a [B] passion
And I ain't talking that [E] action, Jackson
When I come, you [A] better run for [B] ammo
I'll get played like [E] a fucking piano
[D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [E] And yo, we got my homeboy Ice Cube in the [C#] house
From the motherfucking Linton
[D] What's up, nigga?
And [A] yo, Ice [B] Cube, what makes you a singer now, man?
What's up?
Yo, [E] yo
[F#] Don't write me, but I [A] don't sing, [B] motherfucker
I kick shit with [E] the King, motherfucker
Ice Cube will [A] clock the [B] cash, lock the mask
And if you run [E] up, I'll [F#] sock you
And watch that [A] eye get [B] swollen
Cause I'm playing [E] punk niggas like [F#] Bass [G] Ho
So bust a [A] cap for [B] swinging time
Fuck Gil Brenner, [E] it's still the [F#] king and I
Cause where I'm [A] from, the sun [B] don't shine
So one time over, [E] only bust [F#] one rhyme
But I bust one [A] low for [B] the suckers
Last year I was ruthless, now [E] I'm legit, motherfucker
[G] And you'll see, in [A] the tree, [B] MCs and crew
Now they looking for [E] me, King [F#] T, and the [G] boot
Now every nigga that [A] cross me's [B] a brown
Cause I play their [E] ass like a fucking [G] piano
_ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [G] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ Yo, check [A] this out
We [B] got my homeboy Breeze in the [E] motherfucking [F#] house
From L.A. Posse, and he [A] got some [B] shit to holler
Come on, man, we bust this [E] shit
[F#] Well, I'ma take the mic like [A] it was a [B] jack move
Run with the beat as [E] long as the [F#] track moves
Hot-ass lava [A] organized like [B] a seminar
Serve you, your [E] crew, him, and then another
[D] Couple of rat zaps, [A] think they could [B] get
But you're slipped and shit, so knit [E] with, just [F#] get the nuts
Killing your high hopes, [A] watching your [B] right nose
Better walk a chalk line, [E] now fuck it up tight
For [G] rats, we can pick up bigger than [A] others
Then I [B] stop, swipe a chip from first to fifth
[E] While you stop [F#] to shop with
[G] Take the mic stand [A] whenever the [B] dude come
If I bust enough for every bomb [E] I had, I could boom, boom
[G] Serious as drama, [A] I'ma watch it, say [Bm] me too
You're shorter than me, shoot, [E] your rhymes are [F#] see-through
[G] You're nothing like G, you [A] transparent, I [B] made it apparent
I made a wax and [E] tax that ain't [F#] coherent
Cause B-R-E-E-Z [A]-E will [B] easily remain
So G-E, [E] that's how [F#] MC, when [D] you see me
I wear a [A] beanie and not [B] a can go
Now you got plain, [E] like a fucking [G] piano
_ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] But I ain't even 50 [E] yet
[F#] This is just a sample of [A] three black [B] negros
Who grew up in [E] the heart of the [F#] ghetto
[G] Knowing what we want be just [A] to make ends [B] meet
Some steal for a living, some [E] stand on the [F#] streets
Just slang, some [E] gangbang, but big [B] deal
They say a cop in, you gotta [E] kill or get [F#] killed
[D] Motherfucking police pull you [A] over, slam [B] you down
Then tell you that [E] your hood is their town
[Gm] And I ain't going for [A] no shit like [B] that
Cut me up, take me to [E] jail, I come [F#] back
[G] Talking much shit, cause [A] I talk what the [B] fuck I feel
A few weeks in [E] the county ain't [F#] no big deal
So I'm fucked like [A] you can't [B] fuck with me
That big, falling-ass [E] nigga named [F#] G-T
[G] You think you can?
I [A] don't think that you [B] can, though
Me's the IQ with [E] briefs and [F#m] a fucking piano
_ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ [F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yo, check [C#m] this out [F#] Aw [G] shit
[A] Aw [C#] shit
I wanna dedicate this song to all them motherfuckers out there
That that that [A] that that that
[B] _ Perpentrating
[E]
Perpentrating
[G] Perpentrating [A] Wait, [B] rewind
Hey watch out, King T, man
[E] What is this, man?
What is this?
Some cool shit for [A] the King's [B] Anthology
And when I'm done, don't [E] expect no [F#] apology
[D] Stupid motherfuckers [A] should've stepped when I [B] warned them
I'm from the boondocks [E] of Compton, California
I'm just anxious [A] to whoop some [B] ass
I went to high school, but [E] I flunked every [F#] class
[D] So what makes you think I give [A] a fuck about [B] respect?
I put your bitch in [E] check and I bet you [D] won't run up
Son of a [A] punk and a [B] bitch too
I should've did a drive-by [E] on you and your [F#] crew
[G] Cause y'all be popping some [A] shit that's [B] unheard of
For you, what's the word?
[E] Uh, it's murder, son
When I be cushing your [A] hood with a [B] passion
And I ain't talking that [E] action, Jackson
When I come, you [A] better run for [B] ammo
I'll get played like [E] a fucking piano
[D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [E] And yo, we got my homeboy Ice Cube in the [C#] house
From the motherfucking Linton
[D] What's up, nigga?
And [A] yo, Ice [B] Cube, what makes you a singer now, man?
What's up?
Yo, [E] yo
[F#] Don't write me, but I [A] don't sing, [B] motherfucker
I kick shit with [E] the King, motherfucker
Ice Cube will [A] clock the [B] cash, lock the mask
And if you run [E] up, I'll [F#] sock you
And watch that [A] eye get [B] swollen
Cause I'm playing [E] punk niggas like [F#] Bass [G] Ho
So bust a [A] cap for [B] swinging time
Fuck Gil Brenner, [E] it's still the [F#] king and I
Cause where I'm [A] from, the sun [B] don't shine
So one time over, [E] only bust [F#] one rhyme
But I bust one [A] low for [B] the suckers
Last year I was ruthless, now [E] I'm legit, motherfucker
[G] And you'll see, in [A] the tree, [B] MCs and crew
Now they looking for [E] me, King [F#] T, and the [G] boot
Now every nigga that [A] cross me's [B] a brown
Cause I play their [E] ass like a fucking [G] piano
_ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [G] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ Yo, check [A] this out
We [B] got my homeboy Breeze in the [E] motherfucking [F#] house
From L.A. Posse, and he [A] got some [B] shit to holler
Come on, man, we bust this [E] shit
[F#] Well, I'ma take the mic like [A] it was a [B] jack move
Run with the beat as [E] long as the [F#] track moves
Hot-ass lava [A] organized like [B] a seminar
Serve you, your [E] crew, him, and then another
[D] Couple of rat zaps, [A] think they could [B] get
But you're slipped and shit, so knit [E] with, just [F#] get the nuts
Killing your high hopes, [A] watching your [B] right nose
Better walk a chalk line, [E] now fuck it up tight
For [G] rats, we can pick up bigger than [A] others
Then I [B] stop, swipe a chip from first to fifth
[E] While you stop [F#] to shop with
[G] Take the mic stand [A] whenever the [B] dude come
If I bust enough for every bomb [E] I had, I could boom, boom
[G] Serious as drama, [A] I'ma watch it, say [Bm] me too
You're shorter than me, shoot, [E] your rhymes are [F#] see-through
[G] You're nothing like G, you [A] transparent, I [B] made it apparent
I made a wax and [E] tax that ain't [F#] coherent
Cause B-R-E-E-Z [A]-E will [B] easily remain
So G-E, [E] that's how [F#] MC, when [D] you see me
I wear a [A] beanie and not [B] a can go
Now you got plain, [E] like a fucking [G] piano
_ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] But I ain't even 50 [E] yet
[F#] This is just a sample of [A] three black [B] negros
Who grew up in [E] the heart of the [F#] ghetto
[G] Knowing what we want be just [A] to make ends [B] meet
Some steal for a living, some [E] stand on the [F#] streets
Just slang, some [E] gangbang, but big [B] deal
They say a cop in, you gotta [E] kill or get [F#] killed
[D] Motherfucking police pull you [A] over, slam [B] you down
Then tell you that [E] your hood is their town
[Gm] And I ain't going for [A] no shit like [B] that
Cut me up, take me to [E] jail, I come [F#] back
[G] Talking much shit, cause [A] I talk what the [B] fuck I feel
A few weeks in [E] the county ain't [F#] no big deal
So I'm fucked like [A] you can't [B] fuck with me
That big, falling-ass [E] nigga named [F#] G-T
[G] You think you can?
I [A] don't think that you [B] can, though
Me's the IQ with [E] briefs and [F#m] a fucking piano
_ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ [F#] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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