Chords for Limp Bizkit - Ready To Go ft. Lil Wayne

Tempo:
88.05 bpm
Chords used:

D

Eb

Dm

G

Gm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Limp Bizkit - Ready To Go ft. Lil Wayne chords
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[Eb] [N] Go fuck yourself!
[D] Biscuit!
Homegrown!
At Jackpot!
Chill!
Come on!
Hurry up!
Come on!
Roll up!
[N] Turn it up!
[D] Y'all [G] ready for this?
Yeah!
[D]
They say the rock shit doesn't rock [Eb] anymore
They [D] say the whole kingdom went boom, so I'm back in the zone
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
They say the rock shit doesn't rock anymore
[Eb] They say the whole kingdom went [Gm] boom, so I'm back in the zone
[Ebm] We drinkin' [D] gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
She ready to go
She ready to go
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
She ready to go
She ready to go
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go Come on!
Back it's the motherfuckin' rock guy
I'm so poker faced, ladies going gaga
That's right, it's Freddy T, the public enemy
You know the one that had Britney dropping [Dm] to a knee
[D] I don't give a fuck, I probably never will
Bitch, get at me if that ass is like Jessica Bale's
Who down with me tonight?
You know I treat you right
You safe with me until they turn in on their muggy lights
Throw the fingers up and finger fuck the sky
She like the way we pump it, I call her broken pie
I [N] ain't about to lie, I came up in it high
You got a problem, I'll bust you in your [D] fuckin' eye
Baby, you're a rock star
I know who the fuck I am, 40 million records later
I'm still the fuckin' man, I came to rock
All she wants to do is roll
Now she in my house, sliding up and down the stairs
They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore
They say the whole game's done with pop, so I'm packing this hoe
We drinking gin till we pass out and follow the flow
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore
They say the whole game's done with pop, so I'm packing [Dm] this hoe
We drinking gin till we pass out and follow the flow
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
[G] She ready to go, she ready [D] to go
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your bitch?
Cause [Eb] she tell me she ready to go
[D] What the fuck is up?
[Eb] Fuck the world, what's the night I'm on?
[D] This and that and such and such
It's ashes to ashes, dust to dust, [G] come on
Rock, rock, rock with a real nigga
[D] Everything I touch turn to gold, she a gold digger
Shots, shots, shots have a lil' liquor
Got the bitch taking shots like Reggie Miller
[N] Lil' Weezy in this bitch hoe
She want the green light, let the bitch go
I go hard, I go nuts, I go [D] schizo
And now they wanna copy me like Tenfold
Can't stop, I won't stop
I got the pistol on me, I guess I went pop
Now I'm free falling, yeah, head first
Red hat to the back like [Eb] Fred Durst
They say ROCK CHICKA, nothing rock anymore
They say the [Dm] whole game done, we pump some more
I'm packing it slow
We drinking gin, till we pass out and [Eb] fall on the floor
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
They say ROCK CHICKA, nothing rock anymore
They say [D] the whole game done, we pump some more
I'm packing it slow
We drinking gin, till we pass out and fall on the floor
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me [Dm] she ready to go
[D] She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that some bitch?
Cause she told me she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that some bitch?
Cause she [Gm] ready to go
See that's my partner, we drinkin' Russian vodka
[A] Bout to pick your bitch cause she ain't never fucked a rockstar
[D] I'm a fuckin' outlaw, packin' me a chainsaw
I'm at the after party, bout to start another brawl
I'm gettin' fucked up, so you [C] can go to hell
I'ma need a [D] ride home, I know myself
And you know I put it down like no one else
I'm a champ, bitch, I [Eb] ain't gotta show the belt
They sayin' rock shit doesn't rock anymore
[D] They say the horn came down with pops on back and his home
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and follow [Eb] the flow
Is that some [D] bitch?
Cause she told me she ready to go
They sayin' rock shit doesn't rock anymore
They say the horn came down with pops on back and his home
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and follow the [Eb] flow
Is that [D] some bitch?
Cause she told me she [Bb] ready to [Eb] go
Sit ready to go, sit ready to go,
If that's the business you've got,
Sit ready to go, sit ready to [Bb] go,
[D]
[Ab]
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D
1321
Eb
12341116
Dm
2311
G
2131
Gm
123111113
D
1321
Eb
12341116
Dm
2311
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Let's start jamming Limp Bizkit - (Edited Version) Ready To Go chords, familiarize yourself with these chords - G, D, Eb, D and G in sequence. Start with a comfortable 44 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 88. Fine-tune the capo based on your vocal range, ensuring it complements the key of D Minor.

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[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ Go fuck yourself!
[D] Biscuit!
Homegrown!
At Jackpot!
Chill!
Come on!
Hurry up!
Come on!
Roll up!
[N] Turn it up!
[D] Y'all [G] ready for this?
Yeah!
[D] _ _
_ _ _ _ They say the rock shit doesn't rock [Eb] anymore
They [D] say the whole kingdom went boom, so I'm back in the zone
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
They say the rock shit doesn't rock anymore
[Eb] They say the whole kingdom went [Gm] boom, so I'm back in the zone
[Ebm] We drinkin' [D] gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
She ready to go
She ready to go
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
She ready to go
She ready to go
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go Come on!
Back it's the motherfuckin' rock guy
I'm so poker faced, ladies going gaga
That's right, it's Freddy T, the public enemy
You know the one that had Britney dropping [Dm] to a knee
[D] I don't give a fuck, I probably never will
Bitch, get at me if that ass is like Jessica Bale's
Who down with me tonight?
You know I treat you right
You safe with me until they turn in on their muggy lights
Throw the fingers up and finger fuck the sky
She like the way we pump it, I call her broken pie
I [N] ain't about to lie, I came up in it high
You got a problem, I'll bust you in your [D] fuckin' eye
Baby, you're a rock star
I know who the fuck I am, 40 million records later
I'm still the fuckin' man, I came to rock
All she wants to do is roll
Now she in my house, sliding up and down the stairs
They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore
They say the whole game's done with pop, so I'm packing this hoe
We drinking gin till we pass out and follow the flow
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore
They say the whole game's done with pop, so I'm packing [Dm] this hoe
We drinking gin till we pass out and follow the flow
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
[G] She ready to go, she ready [D] to go
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your bitch?
Cause [Eb] she tell me she ready to go
_ [D] What the fuck is up?
[Eb] Fuck the world, what's the night I'm on?
[D] This and that and such and such
It's ashes to ashes, dust to dust, [G] come on
Rock, rock, rock with a real nigga
[D] Everything I touch turn to gold, she a gold digger
Shots, shots, shots have a lil' liquor
Got the bitch taking shots like Reggie Miller
[N] Lil' Weezy in this bitch hoe
She want the green light, let the bitch go
I go hard, I go nuts, I go [D] schizo
And now they wanna copy me like Tenfold
Can't stop, I won't stop
I got the pistol on me, I guess I went pop
Now I'm free falling, yeah, head first
Red hat to the back like [Eb] Fred Durst
They say ROCK CHICKA, nothing rock anymore
They say the [Dm] whole game done, we pump some more
I'm packing it slow
We drinking gin, till we pass out and [Eb] fall on the floor
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me she ready to go
They say ROCK CHICKA, nothing rock anymore
They say [D] the whole game done, we pump some more
I'm packing it slow
We drinking gin, till we pass out and fall on the floor
Is that your bitch?
Cause she tell me [Dm] she ready to go
[D] She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that some bitch?
Cause she told me she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that some bitch?
Cause she [Gm] ready to go
See that's my partner, we drinkin' Russian vodka
[A] Bout to pick your bitch cause she ain't never fucked a rockstar
[D] I'm a fuckin' outlaw, packin' me a chainsaw
I'm at the after party, bout to start another brawl
I'm gettin' fucked up, so you [C] can go to hell
I'ma need a [D] ride home, I know myself
And you know I put it down like no one else
I'm a champ, bitch, I [Eb] ain't gotta show the belt
They sayin' rock shit doesn't rock anymore
[D] They say the horn came down with pops on back and his home
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and follow [Eb] the flow
Is that some [D] bitch?
Cause she told me she ready to go
They sayin' rock shit doesn't rock anymore
They say the horn came down with pops on back and his home
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and follow the [Eb] flow
Is that [D] some bitch?
Cause she told me she [Bb] ready to [Eb] go
Sit ready to go, sit ready to go,
If that's the business you've got,
Sit ready to go, sit ready to [Bb] go,
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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