Playas Get Chose Chords by Lil O
Tempo:
85.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Dm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [Em] Hey, [Dm] yeah, yeah, yeah.
[C] Take it from a thug, [A] take it from a thug.
Thug fingers never slip.
Oh, [Am] the spray guns always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
[A] See you ain't got a trigger.
No, you ain't [D] gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[A] Thug fingers never slip.
[F] Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [G] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
[A] See you ain't got a trigger.
No, you ain't [D] gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[C] My players never sweat these [F] hoes.
Spitting game and a while of riding on poles.
They be getting close [D] like a car to uncle.
Bros look away, this big boss need forcing.
[A] Fuck it, time out, let your hoe be your hoes.
[D] Say, boy, leave me alone, keep calling my [Eb] prime code.
The line [G] good, but keep it beatin' right.
[D] Just cuz your baby that's that old lot.
Fuck him, don't stop, some of these thugs is cringing.
[Dm] Running the ride, dancing, drinking with my baby.
[F] Wanting to be my lady, but I'm packing [D] Mercedes.
For the year 2000, [A] man, these boppers can't pay me.
And lately, I've been knocking them out by the [D] dozen.
My sister and I find little [A] cousins.
I don't get the same heat.
And these bros is free.
[D] You better keep your condom on and leave your [A] bros in the street.
Thug fingers never slip.
Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [E] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
See you ain't got a [A] trigger.
No, you ain't gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[A] Thug fingers never [F] slip.
Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [E] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
See you ain't got a [A] trigger.
No, you [D] ain't gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
I don't trick the hoes.
I stick dick to hoes.
[D] Face down, asshole, but they hips is full.
Bust a note, watch my gig, [G] grab my shit, then go.
[D] Then I tell her, let the mother [Gm] suckers get your clothes.
[A] Then I slide out the door, cuz I'm raw like that.
[D] Scratch off in the legs, [A] cuz I ball like that.
[F] But I ain't trippin', cuz I move [Eb] the way I told her back.
[D] Then she can't wait for a player just to call her back.
[F] Then I hit the club, follow with a bad attitude.
[D] Hoes like, who you think you is?
I'm like, bitch, who is you?
[F] I'm Lil' O, 8900, Grace Woodproof.
[D] And baby, all you bros beneath me like you under my shoe.
[C] Cuz I'm a player who's.
And body poppers, ankle-sized, blue gator [G] shoes.
And ball till I fall [A] and give all you bros the blues.
The fabric with the [D] cheese, make me front the club with glue.
You know what we gon' [A] do.
Cup, we gon' never slip.
Oh, [Dm] we gon' slay y'all with [A] my whiskey.
So, see you ain't got a chick.
So, you [D] need to go in there, [G] kick it from the floor.
[A] Cup, we gon' never slip.
Oh, we gon' slay y'all with my whiskey.
So, see you ain't got a chick.
So, you need to go in there, [G] kick it from the floor.
[C] Everything's lookin' [A] loveless.
[D] Champagne, caviar, sippin' Bubbles.
I [F] can't what you hoes thinkin' of, man.
Cuz the [C] girls, the girls, the girls, [G] they love me.
Want to rub me.
Think y'all ugly.
[C] They just love a [D] man.
Take a second look back, give him eye contact.
[F] After all that, I'm in the kitty [D] cat.
He like fat pants.
Hold [A] up on all that.
While the kids chat.
Back, back, back, [D] back.
Serve them like a mama giving [Am] baby semilac.
These hoes just [G] wanna get sexual.
With the scarf, never hear intellectual.
[D] And some sexual [C] on the chess table.
[D] And all my ex [G]-bitches, yeah, they got the paper.
[Eb] Bad potato.
[G] Bad broad horse, [D] boy.
Is it me you love?
Or is it my navigator?
[C] Bird of a chaser.
I don't carry a wallet.
[Dm] Ever break a bitch's college grad, five for [F] nothin'.
So, you just another.
[G] Stout, punk ass [D] hoe.
Tryna play a pro.
[G] And you got no dough, [A] for sure.
Never [F] slip, so.
We gon' [A] slay y'all with my whiskey.
I don't get drunk.
[D] [G] Take it from a [A] drunk.
Never [G] slip, so.
[D] I don't get [A] drunk.
[Dm] Take it [G] from [A] a drunk.
[G] [D] Cinderella on, baby.
[Am] Hawking big nose, [Cm] baby.
[Dm] Take it from a drunk.
[A] Take it from a drunk, [G] baby.
[D] Cinderella on, baby.
[C] Hawking big nose, [Ebm] baby.
[Dm] Take it from a drunk.
[F] [G] [Dm]
[C] [Dm]
[A] [G]
[C] Take it from a thug, [A] take it from a thug.
Thug fingers never slip.
Oh, [Am] the spray guns always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
[A] See you ain't got a trigger.
No, you ain't [D] gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[A] Thug fingers never slip.
[F] Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [G] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
[A] See you ain't got a trigger.
No, you ain't [D] gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[C] My players never sweat these [F] hoes.
Spitting game and a while of riding on poles.
They be getting close [D] like a car to uncle.
Bros look away, this big boss need forcing.
[A] Fuck it, time out, let your hoe be your hoes.
[D] Say, boy, leave me alone, keep calling my [Eb] prime code.
The line [G] good, but keep it beatin' right.
[D] Just cuz your baby that's that old lot.
Fuck him, don't stop, some of these thugs is cringing.
[Dm] Running the ride, dancing, drinking with my baby.
[F] Wanting to be my lady, but I'm packing [D] Mercedes.
For the year 2000, [A] man, these boppers can't pay me.
And lately, I've been knocking them out by the [D] dozen.
My sister and I find little [A] cousins.
I don't get the same heat.
And these bros is free.
[D] You better keep your condom on and leave your [A] bros in the street.
Thug fingers never slip.
Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [E] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
See you ain't got a [A] trigger.
No, you ain't gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[A] Thug fingers never [F] slip.
Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [E] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
See you ain't got a [A] trigger.
No, you [D] ain't gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
I don't trick the hoes.
I stick dick to hoes.
[D] Face down, asshole, but they hips is full.
Bust a note, watch my gig, [G] grab my shit, then go.
[D] Then I tell her, let the mother [Gm] suckers get your clothes.
[A] Then I slide out the door, cuz I'm raw like that.
[D] Scratch off in the legs, [A] cuz I ball like that.
[F] But I ain't trippin', cuz I move [Eb] the way I told her back.
[D] Then she can't wait for a player just to call her back.
[F] Then I hit the club, follow with a bad attitude.
[D] Hoes like, who you think you is?
I'm like, bitch, who is you?
[F] I'm Lil' O, 8900, Grace Woodproof.
[D] And baby, all you bros beneath me like you under my shoe.
[C] Cuz I'm a player who's.
And body poppers, ankle-sized, blue gator [G] shoes.
And ball till I fall [A] and give all you bros the blues.
The fabric with the [D] cheese, make me front the club with glue.
You know what we gon' [A] do.
Cup, we gon' never slip.
Oh, [Dm] we gon' slay y'all with [A] my whiskey.
So, see you ain't got a chick.
So, you [D] need to go in there, [G] kick it from the floor.
[A] Cup, we gon' never slip.
Oh, we gon' slay y'all with my whiskey.
So, see you ain't got a chick.
So, you need to go in there, [G] kick it from the floor.
[C] Everything's lookin' [A] loveless.
[D] Champagne, caviar, sippin' Bubbles.
I [F] can't what you hoes thinkin' of, man.
Cuz the [C] girls, the girls, the girls, [G] they love me.
Want to rub me.
Think y'all ugly.
[C] They just love a [D] man.
Take a second look back, give him eye contact.
[F] After all that, I'm in the kitty [D] cat.
He like fat pants.
Hold [A] up on all that.
While the kids chat.
Back, back, back, [D] back.
Serve them like a mama giving [Am] baby semilac.
These hoes just [G] wanna get sexual.
With the scarf, never hear intellectual.
[D] And some sexual [C] on the chess table.
[D] And all my ex [G]-bitches, yeah, they got the paper.
[Eb] Bad potato.
[G] Bad broad horse, [D] boy.
Is it me you love?
Or is it my navigator?
[C] Bird of a chaser.
I don't carry a wallet.
[Dm] Ever break a bitch's college grad, five for [F] nothin'.
So, you just another.
[G] Stout, punk ass [D] hoe.
Tryna play a pro.
[G] And you got no dough, [A] for sure.
Never [F] slip, so.
We gon' [A] slay y'all with my whiskey.
I don't get drunk.
[D] [G] Take it from a [A] drunk.
Never [G] slip, so.
[D] I don't get [A] drunk.
[Dm] Take it [G] from [A] a drunk.
[G] [D] Cinderella on, baby.
[Am] Hawking big nose, [Cm] baby.
[Dm] Take it from a drunk.
[A] Take it from a drunk, [G] baby.
[D] Cinderella on, baby.
[C] Hawking big nose, [Ebm] baby.
[Dm] Take it from a drunk.
[F] [G] [Dm]
[C] [Dm]
[A] [G]
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[N] _ _ [Em] Hey, _ [Dm] yeah, yeah, yeah.
_ _ _ [C] Take it from a thug, [A] take it from a thug.
Thug fingers never slip.
Oh, [Am] the spray guns always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
[A] See you ain't got a trigger.
No, you ain't [D] gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[A] Thug fingers never slip.
[F] Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [G] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
[A] See you ain't got a trigger.
No, you ain't [D] gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[C] My players never sweat these [F] hoes.
Spitting game and a while of riding on poles.
They be getting close [D] like a car to uncle.
Bros look away, this big boss need forcing.
[A] Fuck it, time out, let your hoe be your hoes.
[D] Say, boy, leave me alone, keep calling my [Eb] prime code.
The line [G] good, but keep it beatin' right.
[D] Just cuz your baby that's that old lot.
Fuck him, don't stop, some of these thugs is cringing.
[Dm] Running the ride, dancing, drinking with my baby.
[F] Wanting to be my lady, but I'm packing [D] Mercedes.
For the year 2000, [A] man, these boppers can't pay me.
And lately, I've been knocking them out by the [D] dozen.
My sister and I find little [A] cousins.
I don't get the same heat.
And these bros is free.
[D] You better keep your condom on and leave your [A] bros in the street.
Thug fingers never slip.
Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [E] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
See you ain't got a [A] trigger.
No, you ain't gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[A] Thug fingers never [F] slip.
Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [E] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
See you ain't got a [A] trigger.
No, you [D] ain't gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
I don't trick the hoes.
I stick dick to hoes.
[D] Face down, asshole, but they hips is full.
Bust a note, watch my gig, [G] grab my shit, then go.
[D] Then I tell her, let the mother [Gm] suckers get your clothes.
[A] Then I slide out the door, cuz I'm raw like that.
[D] Scratch off in the legs, [A] cuz I ball like that.
[F] But I ain't trippin', cuz I move [Eb] the way I told her back.
[D] Then she can't wait for a player just to call her back.
[F] Then I hit the club, follow with a bad attitude.
[D] Hoes like, who you think you is?
I'm like, bitch, who is you?
[F] I'm Lil' O, 8900, Grace Woodproof.
[D] And baby, all you bros beneath me like you under my shoe.
[C] Cuz I'm a player who's.
And body poppers, ankle-sized, blue gator [G] shoes.
And ball till I fall [A] and give all you bros the blues.
The fabric with the [D] cheese, make me front the club with glue.
You know what we gon' [A] do.
Cup, we gon' never slip.
Oh, [Dm] we gon' slay y'all with [A] my whiskey.
So, see you ain't got a chick.
So, you [D] need to go in there, [G] kick it from the floor.
[A] Cup, we gon' never slip.
Oh, we gon' slay y'all with my whiskey.
So, see you ain't got a chick.
So, you need to go in there, [G] kick it from the floor. _
[C] Everything's lookin' [A] loveless.
[D] Champagne, caviar, sippin' Bubbles.
I [F] can't what you hoes thinkin' of, man.
Cuz the [C] girls, the girls, the girls, [G] they love me.
Want to rub me.
Think y'all ugly.
[C] They just love a [D] man.
Take a second look back, give him eye contact.
[F] After all that, I'm in the kitty [D] cat.
He like fat pants.
Hold [A] up on all that.
While the kids chat.
Back, back, back, [D] back.
Serve them like a mama giving [Am] baby semilac.
These hoes just [G] wanna get sexual.
With the scarf, never hear intellectual.
[D] And some sexual [C] on the chess table.
[D] And all my ex [G]-bitches, yeah, they got the paper.
[Eb] Bad potato.
[G] Bad broad horse, [D] boy.
Is it me you love?
Or is it my navigator?
[C] Bird of a chaser.
I don't carry a wallet.
[Dm] Ever break a bitch's college grad, five for [F] nothin'.
So, you just another.
[G] Stout, punk ass [D] hoe.
Tryna play a pro.
[G] And you got no dough, [A] for sure.
Never [F] slip, so.
We gon' [A] slay y'all with my whiskey.
I don't get drunk.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] Take it from a [A] drunk.
Never [G] slip, so.
[D] _ I don't get [A] drunk.
_ _ [Dm] Take it _ [G] from [A] a drunk.
[G] _ [D] Cinderella on, baby.
[Am] Hawking big nose, [Cm] baby.
[Dm] Take it from a drunk.
[A] Take it from a drunk, [G] baby.
[D] Cinderella on, baby.
[C] Hawking big nose, [Ebm] baby.
[Dm] Take it from a drunk. _
[F] _ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] Take it from a thug, [A] take it from a thug.
Thug fingers never slip.
Oh, [Am] the spray guns always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
[A] See you ain't got a trigger.
No, you ain't [D] gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[A] Thug fingers never slip.
[F] Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [G] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
[A] See you ain't got a trigger.
No, you ain't [D] gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[C] My players never sweat these [F] hoes.
Spitting game and a while of riding on poles.
They be getting close [D] like a car to uncle.
Bros look away, this big boss need forcing.
[A] Fuck it, time out, let your hoe be your hoes.
[D] Say, boy, leave me alone, keep calling my [Eb] prime code.
The line [G] good, but keep it beatin' right.
[D] Just cuz your baby that's that old lot.
Fuck him, don't stop, some of these thugs is cringing.
[Dm] Running the ride, dancing, drinking with my baby.
[F] Wanting to be my lady, but I'm packing [D] Mercedes.
For the year 2000, [A] man, these boppers can't pay me.
And lately, I've been knocking them out by the [D] dozen.
My sister and I find little [A] cousins.
I don't get the same heat.
And these bros is free.
[D] You better keep your condom on and leave your [A] bros in the street.
Thug fingers never slip.
Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [E] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
See you ain't got a [A] trigger.
No, you ain't gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
[A] Thug fingers never [F] slip.
Oh, [Dm] the spray guns [E] always get you.
I'm gonna get you.
See you ain't got a [A] trigger.
No, you [D] ain't gonna get nothing [G] from a thug.
Take it from a thug.
I don't trick the hoes.
I stick dick to hoes.
[D] Face down, asshole, but they hips is full.
Bust a note, watch my gig, [G] grab my shit, then go.
[D] Then I tell her, let the mother [Gm] suckers get your clothes.
[A] Then I slide out the door, cuz I'm raw like that.
[D] Scratch off in the legs, [A] cuz I ball like that.
[F] But I ain't trippin', cuz I move [Eb] the way I told her back.
[D] Then she can't wait for a player just to call her back.
[F] Then I hit the club, follow with a bad attitude.
[D] Hoes like, who you think you is?
I'm like, bitch, who is you?
[F] I'm Lil' O, 8900, Grace Woodproof.
[D] And baby, all you bros beneath me like you under my shoe.
[C] Cuz I'm a player who's.
And body poppers, ankle-sized, blue gator [G] shoes.
And ball till I fall [A] and give all you bros the blues.
The fabric with the [D] cheese, make me front the club with glue.
You know what we gon' [A] do.
Cup, we gon' never slip.
Oh, [Dm] we gon' slay y'all with [A] my whiskey.
So, see you ain't got a chick.
So, you [D] need to go in there, [G] kick it from the floor.
[A] Cup, we gon' never slip.
Oh, we gon' slay y'all with my whiskey.
So, see you ain't got a chick.
So, you need to go in there, [G] kick it from the floor. _
[C] Everything's lookin' [A] loveless.
[D] Champagne, caviar, sippin' Bubbles.
I [F] can't what you hoes thinkin' of, man.
Cuz the [C] girls, the girls, the girls, [G] they love me.
Want to rub me.
Think y'all ugly.
[C] They just love a [D] man.
Take a second look back, give him eye contact.
[F] After all that, I'm in the kitty [D] cat.
He like fat pants.
Hold [A] up on all that.
While the kids chat.
Back, back, back, [D] back.
Serve them like a mama giving [Am] baby semilac.
These hoes just [G] wanna get sexual.
With the scarf, never hear intellectual.
[D] And some sexual [C] on the chess table.
[D] And all my ex [G]-bitches, yeah, they got the paper.
[Eb] Bad potato.
[G] Bad broad horse, [D] boy.
Is it me you love?
Or is it my navigator?
[C] Bird of a chaser.
I don't carry a wallet.
[Dm] Ever break a bitch's college grad, five for [F] nothin'.
So, you just another.
[G] Stout, punk ass [D] hoe.
Tryna play a pro.
[G] And you got no dough, [A] for sure.
Never [F] slip, so.
We gon' [A] slay y'all with my whiskey.
I don't get drunk.
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] Take it from a [A] drunk.
Never [G] slip, so.
[D] _ I don't get [A] drunk.
_ _ [Dm] Take it _ [G] from [A] a drunk.
[G] _ [D] Cinderella on, baby.
[Am] Hawking big nose, [Cm] baby.
[Dm] Take it from a drunk.
[A] Take it from a drunk, [G] baby.
[D] Cinderella on, baby.
[C] Hawking big nose, [Ebm] baby.
[Dm] Take it from a drunk. _
[F] _ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _