Lecrae - Spread The Opps (Official Video) Chords

Tempo:
74.8 bpm
Chords used:

Fm

F

C#

D

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Lecrae - Spread The Opps (Official Video) chords
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[C#]
[Fm]
Holy Father, God in heaven, show your power, let it out for your king.
[C#] [Fm]
Spread the arms out, spread the arms out, spread the arms out.
Spread the arms out, spread the arms out, spread the arms out.
[D] Oh, I think they hate me, my [Fm] bape teeth.
Ain't no pardons in the garden if you snake me.
You can't break me, try to chase me.
When it's spiky, I move basic, you can't break me.
I'm fine, I got my feet up.
I ain't never scared, don't put my heat up.
I was outside in the dry, no real.
When my opps act, God gon' eat up.
Ain't no fear, knock my family up.
My mama told the judge he ain't no killer.
[C#] It's all good, [Fm] cause on that prison, he already preaching [F] about the healer.
Spread the arms out, let it props out.
Face in death, you wanna plead, but you can't cop out.
Now you locked out, I promise my God coming back when he do us a problem.
God has intention, but you don't want attention.
You don't want this movie, so [Fm] let you got it.
[C#] [Fm]
[F]
I see you losing your riches, you trying to break up the business.
Ruining my witness, spreading your lies and opinions.
You don't deserve my attention, [Fm] you's a pretender.
We was so used to the code that my mama gave birth to a winner.
Put all the opps on alert, then we out in the trenches.
The demons knocking, forgetting, spreading repentance.
For all my family that's in it, I ain't the truth, I'm a witness.
I got some blood on my hands, some dirt on my [F] fingers.
You know that I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it.
Lord help me kill all my demons.
I look in the mirror, I seen them.
I had to be in my foster to get an [Fm] abortion.
I pray when I die, I can meet them.
They want me cheating, telling me he ain't for my DMs.
He don't dispute that I'm seeing.
I got some people in prison, I need to go see them.
And one foot alone, I would be him.
[F] Yeah, I know, they won't catch me lacking.
See me off in traffic, yeah, I'm packing.
Got that oppa stopper, apostolic, bad shit, [Fm] bout that action.
Keeps them 2-2-3's, but Jesus my assassin, if you asking.
I'm still 1-1-6 until I'm in the casket.
I [F] see my opps trying to pop out.
They want to pull, let me stop out.
Wait till my guy spin the [Fm] block and he let up his shots, he gon' air the whole spot out.
[F] [C#] [F]
[Fm]
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Fm
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F
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C#
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D
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Fm
123111111
F
134211111
C#
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D
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Learn the basic chords of Lecrae - Spread The Opps chords, with this master sequence: N, Fm, Db, Fm, Gm, Bb, Fm, F and Bb. A good strategy is to initiate at 37 BPM and then accelerate to the track's regular speed of 75 BPM. Adapt the capo setting considering your vocal range, with reference to the key: F Minor.

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_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ Holy Father, God in heaven, show your power, let it out for your king.
_ [C#] _ [Fm] _ _
_ Spread the arms out, spread the arms out, spread the arms out.
_ Spread the arms out, spread the arms out, spread the arms out.
[D] Oh, I think they hate me, my [Fm] bape teeth.
Ain't no pardons in the garden if you snake me.
You can't break me, try to chase me.
When it's spiky, I move basic, you can't break me.
I'm fine, I got my feet up.
I ain't never scared, don't put my heat up.
I was outside in the dry, no real.
When my opps act, God gon' eat up.
Ain't no fear, knock my family up.
My mama told the judge he ain't no killer.
[C#] It's all good, [Fm] cause on that prison, he already preaching [F] about the healer.
Spread the arms out, let it props out.
Face in death, you wanna plead, but you can't cop out.
Now you locked out, I promise my God coming back when he do us a problem.
God has intention, but you don't want attention.
You don't want this movie, so [Fm] let you got it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
I see you losing your riches, you trying to break up the business.
Ruining my witness, spreading your lies and opinions.
You don't deserve my attention, [Fm] you's a pretender.
We was so used to the code that my mama gave birth to a winner.
Put all the opps on alert, then we out in the trenches.
The demons knocking, forgetting, spreading repentance.
For all my family that's in it, I ain't the truth, I'm a witness.
I got some blood on my hands, some dirt on my [F] fingers.
You know that I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it.
Lord help me kill all my demons.
I look in the mirror, I seen them.
I had to be in my foster to get an [Fm] abortion.
I pray when I die, I can meet them.
They want me cheating, telling me he ain't for my DMs.
He don't dispute that I'm seeing.
I got some people in prison, I need to go see them.
And one foot alone, I would be him.
[F] Yeah, I know, they won't catch me lacking.
See me off in traffic, yeah, I'm packing.
Got that oppa stopper, apostolic, bad shit, [Fm] bout that action.
Keeps them 2-2-3's, but Jesus my assassin, if you asking.
I'm still 1-1-6 until I'm in the casket.
I [F] see my opps trying to pop out.
They want to pull, let me stop out.
Wait till my guy spin the [Fm] block and he let up his shots, he gon' air the whole spot out.
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_ _ _ _ [F] _ [C#] _ [F] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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This song was featured on the Church Clothes 4: Dry Clean Only album.

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