Chords for Lil Wayne - Shooter ft. Robin Thicke
Tempo:
81.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
D
Am
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I bought my homie a note for the ride.
[A] He gave me the key to my dad's house.
I heard some shots like down on the floor.
I'm even louder, we got shooters.
I [G] turned around, I [A] was staring at [G] your [A]
[G] watch's door.
Got [A] security, [G] good.
[A] Jumped right [G] over, counterpoint.
[A] That [G] binky teller, I'm [A] just a [G] shooter, [A] shooter, shooter.
[G]
[A] My hands up, [G] my hands up.
[A] They want me with [G] my hands up.
[A] [G] Think they want me, shooter.
[D] [E] [G] Can't [A] give so many doubts, cause I come from the south.
But [D] when I open up my mouth, all come out.
[Am] Good, I hope you're with the [D] link.
I'ma play x-ray, help y'all see the [A] face.
I'm just trying to be the great, trying to get a piece of [D] cake.
Take it off your plate, eat it right in your [Am] face.
They got a whole lot to say, but I don't listen.
[D] Call me, what a man, a queasy bitch.
I keep speaking, [Am] but all the inches, all the inches.
[D] Ain't no noise around.
Just a whole [A] bitch about tootin', ladies.
Toot, toot, toot, toot, toot.
Oh, yeah, hands up.
They want me with my hands up.
Oh, yeah, shoot.
Yeah, I seen [G] that.
[A] I [G] think they, [A] I think they want [G] me to [A] stop and [Dm] die.
[Am] Shooter.
This [A] is hell.
It's the radio stations.
I'm tired [Em] of being patient.
Stop [A] being rapper racist.
[Em] Region haters, spectators, dictators, behind door takers.
It's outrageous.
[A] You don't know how sick [Em] you make us.
[A] I want to throw up like chips in Vegas, but this is Southern.
[Em] Face it, if we [B] too simple, [E] then y'all [Em] don't get the basis.
[A] [D] Lady walks [A] into a [G] supermarket.
[A] Just [Am] to her knees, not her life on the [G] line.
This rap [A] bitch is [C#m] gonna get [G] it.
[A] Everybody know [G] we get it.
[D] [G#] [A] Shooter.
My hands [G] [A] up.
They want me with [G] my hands up.
[A] [G] Shooter.
[A] [D]
[A] Say something while I've been running y'all.
I'll be [D] every hundred yards I'm coming for.
Better [A] know me.
Lil Wayne just called me Lord.
[D] Like Tylenol.
[A] I'm sick.
She never saw.
[D] I take you to the shootout.
Yeah.
[Am] And then they ask who and where, how, [D] and my advice.
[A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [F#] [B]
[A] He gave me the key to my dad's house.
I heard some shots like down on the floor.
I'm even louder, we got shooters.
I [G] turned around, I [A] was staring at [G] your [A]
[G] watch's door.
Got [A] security, [G] good.
[A] Jumped right [G] over, counterpoint.
[A] That [G] binky teller, I'm [A] just a [G] shooter, [A] shooter, shooter.
[G]
[A] My hands up, [G] my hands up.
[A] They want me with [G] my hands up.
[A] [G] Think they want me, shooter.
[D] [E] [G] Can't [A] give so many doubts, cause I come from the south.
But [D] when I open up my mouth, all come out.
[Am] Good, I hope you're with the [D] link.
I'ma play x-ray, help y'all see the [A] face.
I'm just trying to be the great, trying to get a piece of [D] cake.
Take it off your plate, eat it right in your [Am] face.
They got a whole lot to say, but I don't listen.
[D] Call me, what a man, a queasy bitch.
I keep speaking, [Am] but all the inches, all the inches.
[D] Ain't no noise around.
Just a whole [A] bitch about tootin', ladies.
Toot, toot, toot, toot, toot.
Oh, yeah, hands up.
They want me with my hands up.
Oh, yeah, shoot.
Yeah, I seen [G] that.
[A] I [G] think they, [A] I think they want [G] me to [A] stop and [Dm] die.
[Am] Shooter.
This [A] is hell.
It's the radio stations.
I'm tired [Em] of being patient.
Stop [A] being rapper racist.
[Em] Region haters, spectators, dictators, behind door takers.
It's outrageous.
[A] You don't know how sick [Em] you make us.
[A] I want to throw up like chips in Vegas, but this is Southern.
[Em] Face it, if we [B] too simple, [E] then y'all [Em] don't get the basis.
[A] [D] Lady walks [A] into a [G] supermarket.
[A] Just [Am] to her knees, not her life on the [G] line.
This rap [A] bitch is [C#m] gonna get [G] it.
[A] Everybody know [G] we get it.
[D] [G#] [A] Shooter.
My hands [G] [A] up.
They want me with [G] my hands up.
[A] [G] Shooter.
[A] [D]
[A] Say something while I've been running y'all.
I'll be [D] every hundred yards I'm coming for.
Better [A] know me.
Lil Wayne just called me Lord.
[D] Like Tylenol.
[A] I'm sick.
She never saw.
[D] I take you to the shootout.
Yeah.
[Am] And then they ask who and where, how, [D] and my advice.
[A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [F#] [B]
Key:
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G
D
Am
Em
A
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D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I _ _ _ _ _ _ bought my homie a note for the ride.
_ _ [A] He gave me the key to my dad's house. _
I heard some shots like down on the floor.
I'm even louder, we got shooters. _ _
I [G] turned around, I [A] was staring at [G] your [A] _
_ [G] watch's door.
Got [A] security, [G] good. _
[A] Jumped right [G] over, counterpoint.
[A] That [G] binky teller, I'm [A] just a [G] shooter, [A] shooter, shooter.
_ [G] _
[A] My hands up, [G] my hands up.
[A] They want me with [G] my hands up.
[A] [G] Think they want me, shooter.
_ [D] _ [E] _ [G] Can't [A] give so many doubts, cause I come from the south.
But [D] when I open up my mouth, all come out.
[Am] _ Good, I hope you're with the [D] link.
I'ma play x-ray, help y'all see the [A] face.
I'm just trying to be the great, trying to get a piece of [D] cake.
Take it off your plate, eat it right in your [Am] face.
They got a whole lot to say, but I don't listen.
[D] Call me, what a man, a queasy bitch.
I keep speaking, [Am] but all the inches, all the inches.
[D] Ain't no noise around.
Just a whole [A] bitch about tootin', ladies.
Toot, toot, toot, toot, toot.
Oh, yeah, hands up.
They want me with my hands up.
Oh, yeah, shoot.
_ _ Yeah, I seen [G] that.
[A] I [G] think they, [A] I think they want [G] me to [A] stop and [Dm] die.
[Am] Shooter.
_ This [A] is hell.
It's the radio stations.
I'm tired [Em] of being patient.
Stop [A] being rapper racist.
[Em] Region haters, spectators, dictators, behind door takers.
It's outrageous.
[A] You don't know how sick [Em] you make us.
[A] I want to throw up like chips in Vegas, but this is Southern.
[Em] Face it, if we [B] too simple, [E] then y'all [Em] don't get the basis.
[A] [D] Lady walks [A] into a [G] supermarket.
[A] Just [Am] to her knees, not her life on the [G] line.
This rap [A] bitch is [C#m] gonna get [G] it.
[A] Everybody know [G] we get it.
[D] _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [A] Shooter.
My hands [G] [A] up.
They want me with [G] my hands up. _
[A] _ _ [G] Shooter.
[A] _ _ _ [D]
[A] Say something while I've been running y'all.
I'll be [D] every hundred yards I'm coming for.
Better [A] know me.
Lil Wayne just called me Lord.
[D] _ Like Tylenol. _
[A] _ I'm sick.
She never saw.
[D] I take you to the shootout.
Yeah.
[Am] And then they ask who and where, how, [D] and my advice. _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ I _ _ _ _ _ _ bought my homie a note for the ride.
_ _ [A] He gave me the key to my dad's house. _
I heard some shots like down on the floor.
I'm even louder, we got shooters. _ _
I [G] turned around, I [A] was staring at [G] your [A] _
_ [G] watch's door.
Got [A] security, [G] good. _
[A] Jumped right [G] over, counterpoint.
[A] That [G] binky teller, I'm [A] just a [G] shooter, [A] shooter, shooter.
_ [G] _
[A] My hands up, [G] my hands up.
[A] They want me with [G] my hands up.
[A] [G] Think they want me, shooter.
_ [D] _ [E] _ [G] Can't [A] give so many doubts, cause I come from the south.
But [D] when I open up my mouth, all come out.
[Am] _ Good, I hope you're with the [D] link.
I'ma play x-ray, help y'all see the [A] face.
I'm just trying to be the great, trying to get a piece of [D] cake.
Take it off your plate, eat it right in your [Am] face.
They got a whole lot to say, but I don't listen.
[D] Call me, what a man, a queasy bitch.
I keep speaking, [Am] but all the inches, all the inches.
[D] Ain't no noise around.
Just a whole [A] bitch about tootin', ladies.
Toot, toot, toot, toot, toot.
Oh, yeah, hands up.
They want me with my hands up.
Oh, yeah, shoot.
_ _ Yeah, I seen [G] that.
[A] I [G] think they, [A] I think they want [G] me to [A] stop and [Dm] die.
[Am] Shooter.
_ This [A] is hell.
It's the radio stations.
I'm tired [Em] of being patient.
Stop [A] being rapper racist.
[Em] Region haters, spectators, dictators, behind door takers.
It's outrageous.
[A] You don't know how sick [Em] you make us.
[A] I want to throw up like chips in Vegas, but this is Southern.
[Em] Face it, if we [B] too simple, [E] then y'all [Em] don't get the basis.
[A] [D] Lady walks [A] into a [G] supermarket.
[A] Just [Am] to her knees, not her life on the [G] line.
This rap [A] bitch is [C#m] gonna get [G] it.
[A] Everybody know [G] we get it.
[D] _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [A] Shooter.
My hands [G] [A] up.
They want me with [G] my hands up. _
[A] _ _ [G] Shooter.
[A] _ _ _ [D]
[A] Say something while I've been running y'all.
I'll be [D] every hundred yards I'm coming for.
Better [A] know me.
Lil Wayne just called me Lord.
[D] _ Like Tylenol. _
[A] _ I'm sick.
She never saw.
[D] I take you to the shootout.
Yeah.
[Am] And then they ask who and where, how, [D] and my advice. _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _