Chords for m.A.A.d city ft. MC Eiht - Kendrick Lamar (good kid m.A.A.d city Deluxe)
Tempo:
91.15 bpm
Chords used:
Am
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Ab
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C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
If Pirates and Crips all got along, they'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
[Db] I'm in the street I hear
nigga?
stay, huh, my nigga?
[A] Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane
[C] moon cocaine
but the stress that weighing on your brain
It got ugly, waving your hand out the window, check yourself
[Db] I'm in the street I hear
nigga?
stay, huh, my nigga?
[A] Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane
[C] moon cocaine
but the stress that weighing on your brain
It got ugly, waving your hand out the window, check yourself
100% ➙ 91BPM
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A
Ab
Db
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A
Ab
If Pirates and Crips all got along, they'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seems like the whole city go against me, every time [Db] I'm in the street I hear
YAK YAK [Ab] YAK YAK
Man down, where you from, nigga?
Fuck do you know where you from, my nigga?
Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?
This is my city, I run, my nigga
[A] Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane
This is not a rap on how I'm slinging crack or [C] moon cocaine
This is code a second, [Am] flimmy, coniac in major pain
Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain
It was me, a boogie, yeah, yeah, YG, Lucky, ride down Rose Fens
It got ugly, waving your hand out the window, check yourself
Warriors in coldness, hope euphoria can slow dance with society
The driver [Eb] seat, the first one to get killed
Seen a light-skinned nigga with his brains blown [Db] out
At the same breakfast, then with the same gout
Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it
But ever [Gb] since that [Abm] day, I was looking at a difference
That was back [Ab] when I was nine, Joey back to nine
Like a stand on every porch is fine, we adapt to crime
Pick a van with four guns at a time, with the sliding door
Fuck it's up, fuck you shooting for
If you ain't walking up, you fucking punk
Picking up the fucking pump, picking up you
Suck a sucker, dick a die, or suck a bunch of water, where the bullets [C] coming from
AKs, ARs, AR, duck
[Am] That's what mama said when we was eating every lunch
Aw man, goddamn, our hell broke loose
You killed my cousin [N] back in 94, fuck your troops
Now [Ab] crawl your head in that nude, you wind up dead on the nude
Ain't no peace treaty, just peace and BG's up to pre-approved
Bodies on top of bodies, IVs on top of IVs
Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the osseous
When you hop on that trotter, make sure your color's correct
Make sure your corporate don't dare be calling your mother collect
[C] They say the governor collect, all of [Am] our tactics accept
When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't no threat
You moving backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a tech
Go [A] buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess
Mad City, bend down, where you from, nigga?
Fuck do you know where you from, my nigga?
Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?
This is Mad City, I run, my nigga
If I wrote secrets, I'd write [Bb] along
They'd probably gun me down by the end [Db] of this song
Seems like the whole city go against me
[Ab] Every time I'm in the street, I hear
YAH [N] YAH YAH
_ [A] _ _ Wake your punk ass up
It ain't nothing but a cop thing, chill
Real simple and plain
I'll teach you [Bm] some lessons about the streets _ _
[A] It ain't nothing but a cop thing, chill
[Am] How we do?
Fresh out of school, cause I was a high school grad
Sleeping in the living room with my mama's pad
Reality struck, I seen a white car crash
Hit the light pole, two niggas hopped out on foot and dashed
My pops said I needed a job, I thought I believed him
Security guard for a month and ended up leaving
In fact, I got fired cause I was inspired by all of my friends
The stage of robbery, the third Saturday I clocked in
Projects tore up, gang signs get blown up
Cocaine laced in marijuana
And they wonder why I'm really smoked now
Imagine if your first blood had you foaming at the mouth
House straight, tweeted the next week and we broke even
I made a legion and made a promise to see you bleeding
You [A] know the reason for stealing, [Dm] never know my life
Kid [Am] trick, aka confidence, human sacrifice, yeah _ _ _
Cocaine, weed, niggas been mixing shit since the 80s, lo
Sharp stakes, butt naked, stiff, make a nigga flip
Cluck heads all up and down the block and shit
One time crooked as shit, block a nigga in
Elijah, Rosecraft, Bullets, it's capital
I'm still in the hood, yeah that's cool
Hood took me under so I followed the rules
But yeah that's like me, I grew up in the hood
Where they banging niggas, the rep fellas is doing the same thing
Pass it to the leaf so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately
Couple of IPs with the fuckin' spray can
Shots in the [Gb] crowd then everybody [Am] ran
Grew up in the slave street, life a grave
Shots at the enemy, hearts turn gray
Mount up, regulators in the whip
Down the boulevard with the pistol grip
We in the hood still, so long grab the strap
Cause shit is so real, deal with the outcome
A strap in the hand and it burn
Ken Granz where a motherfucker stay
If I told you I killed that nigga at 16
Would you believe me or see me to be
Innocent Kendrick you seen in the street
With a basketball and some now ladies to eat
If I'm ashing all of my skeletons would you jump in the sea
Would you say my intelligence now is great relief
And it's safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep
With dreams of being a lawyer, doctor
Instead of boy with a chopper
They hold the court as a hostage
Kill them all if they gossip
The children of the corn
They vandalizing the option of living a lie
Drive their body with toxins, constantly kicking and driving
Get the powder then watch this flame that arrive in his eye
This account with the cons of his name and they banging the slot
I hope that bitch would deposit a price on his head
The cots probably go to the projects, ah
Never saw a fidelity as the rough cop in USA
[Gb] Made me an angel in India
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
Seems like the whole city go against me, every time [Db] I'm in the street I hear
YAK YAK [Ab] YAK YAK
Man down, where you from, nigga?
Fuck do you know where you from, my nigga?
Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?
This is my city, I run, my nigga
[A] Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane
This is not a rap on how I'm slinging crack or [C] moon cocaine
This is code a second, [Am] flimmy, coniac in major pain
Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain
It was me, a boogie, yeah, yeah, YG, Lucky, ride down Rose Fens
It got ugly, waving your hand out the window, check yourself
Warriors in coldness, hope euphoria can slow dance with society
The driver [Eb] seat, the first one to get killed
Seen a light-skinned nigga with his brains blown [Db] out
At the same breakfast, then with the same gout
Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it
But ever [Gb] since that [Abm] day, I was looking at a difference
That was back [Ab] when I was nine, Joey back to nine
Like a stand on every porch is fine, we adapt to crime
Pick a van with four guns at a time, with the sliding door
Fuck it's up, fuck you shooting for
If you ain't walking up, you fucking punk
Picking up the fucking pump, picking up you
Suck a sucker, dick a die, or suck a bunch of water, where the bullets [C] coming from
AKs, ARs, AR, duck
[Am] That's what mama said when we was eating every lunch
Aw man, goddamn, our hell broke loose
You killed my cousin [N] back in 94, fuck your troops
Now [Ab] crawl your head in that nude, you wind up dead on the nude
Ain't no peace treaty, just peace and BG's up to pre-approved
Bodies on top of bodies, IVs on top of IVs
Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the osseous
When you hop on that trotter, make sure your color's correct
Make sure your corporate don't dare be calling your mother collect
[C] They say the governor collect, all of [Am] our tactics accept
When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't no threat
You moving backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a tech
Go [A] buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess
Mad City, bend down, where you from, nigga?
Fuck do you know where you from, my nigga?
Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?
This is Mad City, I run, my nigga
If I wrote secrets, I'd write [Bb] along
They'd probably gun me down by the end [Db] of this song
Seems like the whole city go against me
[Ab] Every time I'm in the street, I hear
YAH [N] YAH YAH
_ [A] _ _ Wake your punk ass up
It ain't nothing but a cop thing, chill
Real simple and plain
I'll teach you [Bm] some lessons about the streets _ _
[A] It ain't nothing but a cop thing, chill
[Am] How we do?
Fresh out of school, cause I was a high school grad
Sleeping in the living room with my mama's pad
Reality struck, I seen a white car crash
Hit the light pole, two niggas hopped out on foot and dashed
My pops said I needed a job, I thought I believed him
Security guard for a month and ended up leaving
In fact, I got fired cause I was inspired by all of my friends
The stage of robbery, the third Saturday I clocked in
Projects tore up, gang signs get blown up
Cocaine laced in marijuana
And they wonder why I'm really smoked now
Imagine if your first blood had you foaming at the mouth
House straight, tweeted the next week and we broke even
I made a legion and made a promise to see you bleeding
You [A] know the reason for stealing, [Dm] never know my life
Kid [Am] trick, aka confidence, human sacrifice, yeah _ _ _
Cocaine, weed, niggas been mixing shit since the 80s, lo
Sharp stakes, butt naked, stiff, make a nigga flip
Cluck heads all up and down the block and shit
One time crooked as shit, block a nigga in
Elijah, Rosecraft, Bullets, it's capital
I'm still in the hood, yeah that's cool
Hood took me under so I followed the rules
But yeah that's like me, I grew up in the hood
Where they banging niggas, the rep fellas is doing the same thing
Pass it to the leaf so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately
Couple of IPs with the fuckin' spray can
Shots in the [Gb] crowd then everybody [Am] ran
Grew up in the slave street, life a grave
Shots at the enemy, hearts turn gray
Mount up, regulators in the whip
Down the boulevard with the pistol grip
We in the hood still, so long grab the strap
Cause shit is so real, deal with the outcome
A strap in the hand and it burn
Ken Granz where a motherfucker stay
If I told you I killed that nigga at 16
Would you believe me or see me to be
Innocent Kendrick you seen in the street
With a basketball and some now ladies to eat
If I'm ashing all of my skeletons would you jump in the sea
Would you say my intelligence now is great relief
And it's safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep
With dreams of being a lawyer, doctor
Instead of boy with a chopper
They hold the court as a hostage
Kill them all if they gossip
The children of the corn
They vandalizing the option of living a lie
Drive their body with toxins, constantly kicking and driving
Get the powder then watch this flame that arrive in his eye
This account with the cons of his name and they banging the slot
I hope that bitch would deposit a price on his head
The cots probably go to the projects, ah
Never saw a fidelity as the rough cop in USA
[Gb] Made me an angel in India
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _