Nas - Represent (Official Audio) Chords
Tempo:
92.85 bpm
Chords used:
Em
Bm
F#
E
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Yo, what up, Dun?
What up, Dun?
Yo, what up, we out here.
Fuck a nigga's stuff, man, I don't know the style, man.
We out here, we out here. Represent, represent!
Yeah, represent, represent!
Yeah, represent, represent!
Come on!
Represent, [Em] represent!
Straight up shit is real and any day could [F#m] be your last in the jungle.
[Em] Get murdered on the humble, guns of last niggas stumble.
The corners is the hot [Bm] spots full of mad criminals who don't [Em] care.
Duzzling bears, we all stare at the out-of-towners.
They [Bm] better break north before we get the four [Em]-pounders.
And take their face off the streets, it's filled with undercovers.
[F#] Homicide, chasing brothers, the D's [Em] on the roof,
trying to watch us and knock us.
And kill a copper, [Bm] even Kabu and helicopters.
I drink a [Em] little vodka, swalk an L and hold a Glock for the fronters.
One of the [F#m] ill niggas and spot runners,
thinking it [Em] can't happen [E] till I trap him and clap him and leave him done.
Won't even run about guards, I don't believe in none of that shit.
Their backs are backwards.
Nas is the rebel [Bm] of the street corner.
I'm the rebel of the street corner.
[Em] Pulling a check out the dresser.
Police got me under pressure.
Yo, they call me Nas, [Bm] I'm not your legal type of fella.
Moet [Em] drinking marijuana, smoking street wella.
Who's always on the [Bm] corner?
Rolling up less.
When I [Em] dress, there's never nothing less than guests.
Kobe walking with a slop [Bm] in my hat turned back.
Love [Em] committing sins and my friends sell crack.
This nigga raps with a razor,
[Bm] keep it under my top, [Em] this fool drop out.
Never like this shit from day one,
cause life ain't shit but stress.
[Bm] Fake niggas and craps, nuts, so I [Em] guzzle my Hennessy
while pulling on mad blunts.
The brutalizer, [D] brutalizer, accelerator.
[Em] The type of nigga who be pissing in your elevator.
Somehow the rap [Bm] game reminds me of the crack [Em] game.
Used to sport valleys in gazelles with black frames.
Now I'm into fat [Bm] chains, sex and tests.
Plot new [Em] chicks and new kicks.
[E] Heinis and Benz back.
Represent, [Em] represent.
[E] [Em]
We [E] were,
No doubt you see my stats are fat.
[Em] This is what it's about.
Before the PDP [Bm] conflict with MC Shan.
[Em] Around the time of Shantae, just the real rocks in.
I used to wake up every morning,
[Bm] see my crew on the block.
Every day's [C] a different planet, had us running from cops.
If it wasn't hanging out [Bm] in front of cocaine spots.
We was at [Em] the candy factory, breaking the locks.
Nowadays I need to be in [Bm] the flask just like the next man.
[Em] Fuck are y'all gone?
Let me see a hundred grand.
Could use a son [D] some, but fuck being the one and man.
But if [Em] I hit rock bottom,
then I'm a be the son of Sam.
They call us crew [Bm] to get live too.
With Sue, Barke and [Em] my brother Jungle Pickpo.
Hooks, the blow, Micah chop [Bm] it.
Mayo you count the profit.
My shit [Em] is on the streets, this way to Jake's and never stop it.
Is your brain on drug?
[D] To all fly bitches and thugs, enough respect [Em] to the [F#] projects.
I'm [Em] close, one love.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
[Bm] Represent y'all, [Em] represent.
This goes out to everybody in New York
that's living the [Bm] real fucking life.
And every [Em] project's all over.
To my man, [Bm] Big Will,
who's still [Em] here.
The party side of Vernon.
My man Big Elias.
[Bm] Big CeeLo from the dime.
[Em] Sean Penn, the 40 busters.
My crew the [Bm] shorty busters.
The [Em] 41st side of Vernon posse.
The good fellas.
My man [Bm] Cormega, Laker the kid.
[Em] Can't forget Draws, the hillbillies.
[Bm] My man Slate, wallet head.
[Em] Black Jay, big oogie.
Crazy Barry, his [F#] spot.
Big Dog.
[Em] My man [F#] Malakai, PhD.
[Bm] And my man Primo,
from [Em] Gangstar.
94 real shit y'all.
[Bm] [Em] Fuck y'all crab ass niggas.
Bitch ass [Bm] niggas.
Bitch [Em] ass niggas.
Come to Queensbreak, motherfucker.
[Bm] Yeah, yeah, yeah, [Em] yeah, yeah.
Yeah, y'all let me tell you.
[Bm] My man.
My man.
[Em] My man. My man.
My man.
My man.
[Bm] [Em]
[F] My man.
[F#]
What up, Dun?
Yo, what up, we out here.
Fuck a nigga's stuff, man, I don't know the style, man.
We out here, we out here. Represent, represent!
Yeah, represent, represent!
Yeah, represent, represent!
Come on!
Represent, [Em] represent!
Straight up shit is real and any day could [F#m] be your last in the jungle.
[Em] Get murdered on the humble, guns of last niggas stumble.
The corners is the hot [Bm] spots full of mad criminals who don't [Em] care.
Duzzling bears, we all stare at the out-of-towners.
They [Bm] better break north before we get the four [Em]-pounders.
And take their face off the streets, it's filled with undercovers.
[F#] Homicide, chasing brothers, the D's [Em] on the roof,
trying to watch us and knock us.
And kill a copper, [Bm] even Kabu and helicopters.
I drink a [Em] little vodka, swalk an L and hold a Glock for the fronters.
One of the [F#m] ill niggas and spot runners,
thinking it [Em] can't happen [E] till I trap him and clap him and leave him done.
Won't even run about guards, I don't believe in none of that shit.
Their backs are backwards.
Nas is the rebel [Bm] of the street corner.
I'm the rebel of the street corner.
[Em] Pulling a check out the dresser.
Police got me under pressure.
Yo, they call me Nas, [Bm] I'm not your legal type of fella.
Moet [Em] drinking marijuana, smoking street wella.
Who's always on the [Bm] corner?
Rolling up less.
When I [Em] dress, there's never nothing less than guests.
Kobe walking with a slop [Bm] in my hat turned back.
Love [Em] committing sins and my friends sell crack.
This nigga raps with a razor,
[Bm] keep it under my top, [Em] this fool drop out.
Never like this shit from day one,
cause life ain't shit but stress.
[Bm] Fake niggas and craps, nuts, so I [Em] guzzle my Hennessy
while pulling on mad blunts.
The brutalizer, [D] brutalizer, accelerator.
[Em] The type of nigga who be pissing in your elevator.
Somehow the rap [Bm] game reminds me of the crack [Em] game.
Used to sport valleys in gazelles with black frames.
Now I'm into fat [Bm] chains, sex and tests.
Plot new [Em] chicks and new kicks.
[E] Heinis and Benz back.
Represent, [Em] represent.
[E] [Em]
We [E] were,
No doubt you see my stats are fat.
[Em] This is what it's about.
Before the PDP [Bm] conflict with MC Shan.
[Em] Around the time of Shantae, just the real rocks in.
I used to wake up every morning,
[Bm] see my crew on the block.
Every day's [C] a different planet, had us running from cops.
If it wasn't hanging out [Bm] in front of cocaine spots.
We was at [Em] the candy factory, breaking the locks.
Nowadays I need to be in [Bm] the flask just like the next man.
[Em] Fuck are y'all gone?
Let me see a hundred grand.
Could use a son [D] some, but fuck being the one and man.
But if [Em] I hit rock bottom,
then I'm a be the son of Sam.
They call us crew [Bm] to get live too.
With Sue, Barke and [Em] my brother Jungle Pickpo.
Hooks, the blow, Micah chop [Bm] it.
Mayo you count the profit.
My shit [Em] is on the streets, this way to Jake's and never stop it.
Is your brain on drug?
[D] To all fly bitches and thugs, enough respect [Em] to the [F#] projects.
I'm [Em] close, one love.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
[Bm] Represent y'all, [Em] represent.
This goes out to everybody in New York
that's living the [Bm] real fucking life.
And every [Em] project's all over.
To my man, [Bm] Big Will,
who's still [Em] here.
The party side of Vernon.
My man Big Elias.
[Bm] Big CeeLo from the dime.
[Em] Sean Penn, the 40 busters.
My crew the [Bm] shorty busters.
The [Em] 41st side of Vernon posse.
The good fellas.
My man [Bm] Cormega, Laker the kid.
[Em] Can't forget Draws, the hillbillies.
[Bm] My man Slate, wallet head.
[Em] Black Jay, big oogie.
Crazy Barry, his [F#] spot.
Big Dog.
[Em] My man [F#] Malakai, PhD.
[Bm] And my man Primo,
from [Em] Gangstar.
94 real shit y'all.
[Bm] [Em] Fuck y'all crab ass niggas.
Bitch ass [Bm] niggas.
Bitch [Em] ass niggas.
Come to Queensbreak, motherfucker.
[Bm] Yeah, yeah, yeah, [Em] yeah, yeah.
Yeah, y'all let me tell you.
[Bm] My man.
My man.
[Em] My man. My man.
My man.
My man.
[Bm] [Em]
[F] My man.
[F#]
Key:
Em
Bm
F#
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D
Em
Bm
F#
_ _ Yo, what up, Dun?
What up, Dun?
Yo, what up, we out here.
Fuck a nigga's stuff, man, I don't know the style, man.
We out here, we out here. Represent, represent!
_ _ _ _ Yeah, represent, represent!
Yeah, represent, represent!
Come on!
Represent, [Em] represent!
Straight up shit is real and any day could [F#m] be your last in the jungle.
[Em] Get murdered on the humble, guns of last niggas stumble.
The corners is the hot [Bm] spots full of mad criminals who don't [Em] care.
Duzzling bears, we all stare at the out-of-towners.
They [Bm] better break north before we get the four [Em]-pounders.
And take their face off the streets, it's filled with undercovers.
[F#] Homicide, chasing brothers, the D's [Em] on the roof,
trying to watch us and knock us.
And kill a copper, [Bm] even Kabu and helicopters.
I drink a [Em] little vodka, swalk an L and hold a Glock for the fronters.
One of the [F#m] ill niggas and spot runners,
thinking it [Em] can't happen [E] till I trap him and clap him and leave him done.
Won't even run about guards, I don't believe in none of that shit.
Their backs are backwards.
Nas is the rebel [Bm] of the street corner.
I'm the rebel of the street corner.
[Em] Pulling a check out the dresser.
Police got me under pressure. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Yo, _ _ _ _ they call me Nas, [Bm] I'm not your legal type of fella.
Moet [Em] drinking marijuana, smoking street wella.
Who's always on the [Bm] corner?
Rolling up less.
When I [Em] dress, there's never nothing less than guests.
Kobe walking with a slop [Bm] in my hat turned back.
Love [Em] committing sins and my friends sell crack.
This nigga raps with a razor,
[Bm] keep it under my top, [Em] this fool drop out.
Never like this shit from day one,
cause life ain't shit but stress.
[Bm] Fake niggas and craps, nuts, so I [Em] guzzle my Hennessy
while pulling on mad blunts.
The brutalizer, [D] brutalizer, accelerator.
[Em] The type of nigga who be pissing in your elevator.
Somehow the rap [Bm] game reminds me of the crack [Em] game.
Used to sport valleys in gazelles with black frames.
Now I'm into fat [Bm] chains, sex and tests.
Plot new [Em] chicks and new kicks.
[E] Heinis and Benz back.
Represent, [Em] represent.
_ [E] _ _ [Em]
We [E] were,
_ No doubt you see my stats are fat.
[Em] This is what it's about.
Before the PDP [Bm] conflict with MC Shan.
[Em] Around the time of Shantae, just the real rocks in.
I used to wake up every morning,
[Bm] see my crew on the block.
Every day's [C] a different planet, had us running from cops.
If it wasn't hanging out [Bm] in front of cocaine spots.
We was at [Em] the candy factory, breaking the locks.
Nowadays I need to be in [Bm] the flask just like the next man.
[Em] Fuck are y'all gone?
Let me see a hundred grand.
Could use a son [D] some, but fuck being the one and man.
But if [Em] I hit rock bottom,
then I'm a be the son of Sam.
They call us crew [Bm] to get live too.
With Sue, Barke and [Em] my brother Jungle Pickpo.
Hooks, the blow, Micah chop [Bm] it.
Mayo you count the profit.
My shit [Em] is on the streets, this way to Jake's and never stop it.
Is your brain on drug?
[D] To all fly bitches and thugs, enough respect [Em] to the [F#] projects.
I'm [Em] close, one love.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
_ _ [Bm] Represent y'all, [Em] represent.
This goes out to everybody in New York
that's living the [Bm] real fucking life.
And every [Em] project's all over.
To my man, [Bm] Big Will,
who's still [Em] here.
The party side of Vernon.
My man Big Elias.
[Bm] Big CeeLo from the dime.
[Em] Sean Penn, the 40 busters.
My crew the [Bm] shorty busters.
The [Em] 41st side of Vernon posse.
The good fellas.
My man [Bm] Cormega, Laker the kid.
[Em] Can't forget Draws, the hillbillies.
[Bm] My man Slate, wallet head.
[Em] Black Jay, big oogie.
Crazy Barry, his [F#] spot.
Big Dog.
_ [Em] My man [F#] Malakai, PhD.
[Bm] And my man Primo,
from [Em] Gangstar.
94 real shit y'all.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] Fuck y'all crab ass niggas.
Bitch ass [Bm] niggas.
Bitch _ [Em] ass niggas.
Come to Queensbreak, motherfucker.
_ [Bm] Yeah, yeah, yeah, [Em] yeah, yeah.
Yeah, y'all let me tell you.
_ [Bm] My man.
My man.
[Em] My man. My man.
My man.
My _ man.
[Bm] _ _ _ [Em] _
[F] My man.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
What up, Dun?
Yo, what up, we out here.
Fuck a nigga's stuff, man, I don't know the style, man.
We out here, we out here. Represent, represent!
_ _ _ _ Yeah, represent, represent!
Yeah, represent, represent!
Come on!
Represent, [Em] represent!
Straight up shit is real and any day could [F#m] be your last in the jungle.
[Em] Get murdered on the humble, guns of last niggas stumble.
The corners is the hot [Bm] spots full of mad criminals who don't [Em] care.
Duzzling bears, we all stare at the out-of-towners.
They [Bm] better break north before we get the four [Em]-pounders.
And take their face off the streets, it's filled with undercovers.
[F#] Homicide, chasing brothers, the D's [Em] on the roof,
trying to watch us and knock us.
And kill a copper, [Bm] even Kabu and helicopters.
I drink a [Em] little vodka, swalk an L and hold a Glock for the fronters.
One of the [F#m] ill niggas and spot runners,
thinking it [Em] can't happen [E] till I trap him and clap him and leave him done.
Won't even run about guards, I don't believe in none of that shit.
Their backs are backwards.
Nas is the rebel [Bm] of the street corner.
I'm the rebel of the street corner.
[Em] Pulling a check out the dresser.
Police got me under pressure. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Yo, _ _ _ _ they call me Nas, [Bm] I'm not your legal type of fella.
Moet [Em] drinking marijuana, smoking street wella.
Who's always on the [Bm] corner?
Rolling up less.
When I [Em] dress, there's never nothing less than guests.
Kobe walking with a slop [Bm] in my hat turned back.
Love [Em] committing sins and my friends sell crack.
This nigga raps with a razor,
[Bm] keep it under my top, [Em] this fool drop out.
Never like this shit from day one,
cause life ain't shit but stress.
[Bm] Fake niggas and craps, nuts, so I [Em] guzzle my Hennessy
while pulling on mad blunts.
The brutalizer, [D] brutalizer, accelerator.
[Em] The type of nigga who be pissing in your elevator.
Somehow the rap [Bm] game reminds me of the crack [Em] game.
Used to sport valleys in gazelles with black frames.
Now I'm into fat [Bm] chains, sex and tests.
Plot new [Em] chicks and new kicks.
[E] Heinis and Benz back.
Represent, [Em] represent.
_ [E] _ _ [Em]
We [E] were,
_ No doubt you see my stats are fat.
[Em] This is what it's about.
Before the PDP [Bm] conflict with MC Shan.
[Em] Around the time of Shantae, just the real rocks in.
I used to wake up every morning,
[Bm] see my crew on the block.
Every day's [C] a different planet, had us running from cops.
If it wasn't hanging out [Bm] in front of cocaine spots.
We was at [Em] the candy factory, breaking the locks.
Nowadays I need to be in [Bm] the flask just like the next man.
[Em] Fuck are y'all gone?
Let me see a hundred grand.
Could use a son [D] some, but fuck being the one and man.
But if [Em] I hit rock bottom,
then I'm a be the son of Sam.
They call us crew [Bm] to get live too.
With Sue, Barke and [Em] my brother Jungle Pickpo.
Hooks, the blow, Micah chop [Bm] it.
Mayo you count the profit.
My shit [Em] is on the streets, this way to Jake's and never stop it.
Is your brain on drug?
[D] To all fly bitches and thugs, enough respect [Em] to the [F#] projects.
I'm [Em] close, one love.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
Represent y'all, represent.
_ _ [Bm] Represent y'all, [Em] represent.
This goes out to everybody in New York
that's living the [Bm] real fucking life.
And every [Em] project's all over.
To my man, [Bm] Big Will,
who's still [Em] here.
The party side of Vernon.
My man Big Elias.
[Bm] Big CeeLo from the dime.
[Em] Sean Penn, the 40 busters.
My crew the [Bm] shorty busters.
The [Em] 41st side of Vernon posse.
The good fellas.
My man [Bm] Cormega, Laker the kid.
[Em] Can't forget Draws, the hillbillies.
[Bm] My man Slate, wallet head.
[Em] Black Jay, big oogie.
Crazy Barry, his [F#] spot.
Big Dog.
_ [Em] My man [F#] Malakai, PhD.
[Bm] And my man Primo,
from [Em] Gangstar.
94 real shit y'all.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] Fuck y'all crab ass niggas.
Bitch ass [Bm] niggas.
Bitch _ [Em] ass niggas.
Come to Queensbreak, motherfucker.
_ [Bm] Yeah, yeah, yeah, [Em] yeah, yeah.
Yeah, y'all let me tell you.
_ [Bm] My man.
My man.
[Em] My man. My man.
My man.
My _ man.
[Bm] _ _ _ [Em] _
[F] My man.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _