Chords for NBA YoungBoy "I Ain't Hiding" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
Tempo:
149.85 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Cm
Fm
C
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Fm] [Gm]
[Cm]
[Fm] [Gm]
[Cm]
[Fm] I told that [Gm] nigga I ain't have no problem in your [Cm] city
I keep it with me, pull [C] up on me and shit gon' [Fm] get wicky
All this shit [Gm] these niggas doin', I swear that I don't [Cm] feel em
Eleven thousand round my nigga, now just up and [Fm] change
Ten bands [Gm] up in my pocket, fresh up out the [Cm] bank
You ain't my round pussy nigga, you don't feel my [Fm] pain
This shit I spit on [Gm] track, straight facts, it ain't a fuckin' [Cm] game
It ain't a song that I write, I don't think about [Fm] days
I walk on stage, [Gm] thousand people screamin' my [Cm] name
He probably think I owe him somethin', I don't owe him a [Fm] thing
Bitch, you gon' make me [Gm] show you somethin', you go against the [Cm] grain
Send my niggas to bust you up, since you think that I'm [Fm] playin'
One night we hit you [Gm] back to back, like nigga, what you [Cm] gon' say?
I cut the bell, make it short, got that from across the [Fm] track
Catch you slippin' [G] down bad and we gon' [Cm] bust your ass
My OG say, "'Cause you a shoot, that don't make you a [Fm] man
It's how you play your [Gm] hand, I react when you in that [Cm] jam
This for my niggas that ain't [G] gone, no guns in the can
I'ma forever [Gm] hold it down, forever take a [Cm] stand
You say you lookin' for me nigga, [C] I ain't actin' [Fm] bout it
Drop your nuts and play with [Gm] me, get touch, I can be fat
I [Cm] told my mama all us bout the drama, [F] bitch we slangin' nothin' [Fm] bout it
Rappin' like you stuck, we [Gm] really spend, these niggas lyin' bout it
We on [Cm] top of whoever [C] want it, you know how we comin'
[Fm] Run up on you, put this bitch up [Gm] on ya, put this bitch up on ya
[Cm] Sick and gutted, gotta step on it
Never know [Fm] how to get you better, watch your [Gm] homie
Wake up [Cm] every morning tryna get a dollar
When you [Gm] down and [Fm] ain't got nothin', then get a [Gm] dollar
Gotta get this shit from [Cm] my lil' boy, gotta get it from my mama
But you better not [G] shop me [Fm] out my money, I want every dollar
[Cm] Or else, I'ma bust your fuckin' head, cause [C] I don't play that
We gon' load up [Fm] with them cutters, we gon' swerve [Gm] where you stay at
Can't keep hitting the [Cm] block like this, you more than too many people on that
I don't [G] give a [Fm] motherfuckin' stop until I [Gm] get my shit back, believe [Cm] that
He just ain't spin again when the [C] sun down
All night, we gon' wait till he [Fm] come out
See his ass hop out on him with the [Gm] block out, what it is?
This a [C] man down, where I'm from, I was taught never stand down
Once my [C] youngest made believe I'm comin' [Ab] back round
So rest on the front, [G]
take a [Cm] lay down
You say you [G] lookin' for me nigga, I ain't actin' [Fm] bout it
I don't mess with play with [Gm] me, get text
I do met fag [Cm] on my mama, all us bout that [C] drama
Bitch just like a nine [Fm] bout it, reppin' like you step, we [Gm] really spam
These niggas lyin' [Cm] bout it, we be round chopper for whoever want it
[C] You know how we come in, [Fm] run up on you, put this bitch up [Gm] on you
Put this bitch up on you
[Cm] Biggie gutter, gotta step [C] on it
Never [Gm] know how [Fm] to get you better like your [Gm] homie
[Cm]
[Fm] [Gm]
[Cm]
[Cm]
[Fm] [Gm]
[Cm]
[Fm] I told that [Gm] nigga I ain't have no problem in your [Cm] city
I keep it with me, pull [C] up on me and shit gon' [Fm] get wicky
All this shit [Gm] these niggas doin', I swear that I don't [Cm] feel em
Eleven thousand round my nigga, now just up and [Fm] change
Ten bands [Gm] up in my pocket, fresh up out the [Cm] bank
You ain't my round pussy nigga, you don't feel my [Fm] pain
This shit I spit on [Gm] track, straight facts, it ain't a fuckin' [Cm] game
It ain't a song that I write, I don't think about [Fm] days
I walk on stage, [Gm] thousand people screamin' my [Cm] name
He probably think I owe him somethin', I don't owe him a [Fm] thing
Bitch, you gon' make me [Gm] show you somethin', you go against the [Cm] grain
Send my niggas to bust you up, since you think that I'm [Fm] playin'
One night we hit you [Gm] back to back, like nigga, what you [Cm] gon' say?
I cut the bell, make it short, got that from across the [Fm] track
Catch you slippin' [G] down bad and we gon' [Cm] bust your ass
My OG say, "'Cause you a shoot, that don't make you a [Fm] man
It's how you play your [Gm] hand, I react when you in that [Cm] jam
This for my niggas that ain't [G] gone, no guns in the can
I'ma forever [Gm] hold it down, forever take a [Cm] stand
You say you lookin' for me nigga, [C] I ain't actin' [Fm] bout it
Drop your nuts and play with [Gm] me, get touch, I can be fat
I [Cm] told my mama all us bout the drama, [F] bitch we slangin' nothin' [Fm] bout it
Rappin' like you stuck, we [Gm] really spend, these niggas lyin' bout it
We on [Cm] top of whoever [C] want it, you know how we comin'
[Fm] Run up on you, put this bitch up [Gm] on ya, put this bitch up on ya
[Cm] Sick and gutted, gotta step on it
Never know [Fm] how to get you better, watch your [Gm] homie
Wake up [Cm] every morning tryna get a dollar
When you [Gm] down and [Fm] ain't got nothin', then get a [Gm] dollar
Gotta get this shit from [Cm] my lil' boy, gotta get it from my mama
But you better not [G] shop me [Fm] out my money, I want every dollar
[Cm] Or else, I'ma bust your fuckin' head, cause [C] I don't play that
We gon' load up [Fm] with them cutters, we gon' swerve [Gm] where you stay at
Can't keep hitting the [Cm] block like this, you more than too many people on that
I don't [G] give a [Fm] motherfuckin' stop until I [Gm] get my shit back, believe [Cm] that
He just ain't spin again when the [C] sun down
All night, we gon' wait till he [Fm] come out
See his ass hop out on him with the [Gm] block out, what it is?
This a [C] man down, where I'm from, I was taught never stand down
Once my [C] youngest made believe I'm comin' [Ab] back round
So rest on the front, [G]
take a [Cm] lay down
You say you [G] lookin' for me nigga, I ain't actin' [Fm] bout it
I don't mess with play with [Gm] me, get text
I do met fag [Cm] on my mama, all us bout that [C] drama
Bitch just like a nine [Fm] bout it, reppin' like you step, we [Gm] really spam
These niggas lyin' [Cm] bout it, we be round chopper for whoever want it
[C] You know how we come in, [Fm] run up on you, put this bitch up [Gm] on you
Put this bitch up on you
[Cm] Biggie gutter, gotta step [C] on it
Never [Gm] know how [Fm] to get you better like your [Gm] homie
[Cm]
[Fm] [Gm]
[Cm]
Key:
Gm
Cm
Fm
C
G
Gm
Cm
Fm
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_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] I told that [Gm] nigga I ain't have no problem in your [Cm] city
I keep it with me, pull [C] up on me and shit gon' [Fm] get wicky
All this shit [Gm] these niggas doin', I swear that I don't [Cm] feel em
Eleven thousand round my nigga, now just up and [Fm] change
Ten bands [Gm] up in my pocket, fresh up out the [Cm] bank
You ain't my round pussy nigga, you don't feel my [Fm] pain
This shit I spit on [Gm] track, straight facts, it ain't a fuckin' [Cm] game
It ain't a song that I write, I don't think about [Fm] days
I walk on stage, [Gm] thousand people screamin' my [Cm] name
He probably think I owe him somethin', I don't owe him a [Fm] thing
Bitch, you gon' make me [Gm] show you somethin', you go against the [Cm] grain
Send my niggas to bust you up, since you think that I'm [Fm] playin'
One night we hit you [Gm] back to back, like nigga, what you [Cm] gon' say?
I cut the bell, make it short, got that from across the [Fm] track
Catch you slippin' [G] down bad and we gon' [Cm] bust your ass
My OG say, "'Cause you a shoot, that don't make you a [Fm] man
It's how you play your [Gm] hand, I react when you in that [Cm] jam
This for my niggas that ain't [G] gone, no guns in the can
I'ma forever [Gm] hold it down, forever take a [Cm] stand
You say you lookin' for me nigga, [C] I ain't actin' [Fm] bout it
Drop your nuts and play with [Gm] me, get touch, I can be fat
I [Cm] told my mama all us bout the drama, [F] bitch we slangin' nothin' [Fm] bout it
Rappin' like you stuck, we [Gm] really spend, these niggas lyin' bout it
We on [Cm] top of whoever [C] want it, you know how we comin'
[Fm] Run up on you, put this bitch up [Gm] on ya, put this bitch up on ya
[Cm] Sick and gutted, gotta step on it
Never know [Fm] how to get you better, watch your [Gm] homie
Wake up [Cm] every morning tryna get a dollar
When you [Gm] down and [Fm] ain't got nothin', then get a [Gm] dollar
Gotta get this shit from [Cm] my lil' boy, gotta get it from my mama
But you better not [G] shop me [Fm] out my money, I want every dollar
[Cm] Or else, I'ma bust your fuckin' head, cause [C] I don't play that
We gon' load up [Fm] with them cutters, we gon' swerve [Gm] where you stay at
Can't keep hitting the [Cm] block like this, you more than too many people on that
I don't [G] give a [Fm] motherfuckin' stop until I [Gm] get my shit back, believe [Cm] that
He just ain't spin again when the [C] sun down
All night, we gon' wait till he [Fm] come out
See his ass hop out on him with the [Gm] block out, what it is?
This a [C] man down, where I'm from, I was taught never stand down
Once my [C] youngest made believe I'm comin' [Ab] back round
So rest on the front, [G] _ _
take a [Cm] lay down
You say you [G] lookin' for me nigga, I ain't actin' [Fm] bout it
I don't mess with play with [Gm] me, get text
I do met fag [Cm] on my mama, all us bout that [C] drama
Bitch just like a nine [Fm] bout it, reppin' like you step, we [Gm] really spam
These niggas lyin' [Cm] bout it, we be round chopper for whoever want it
[C] You know how we come in, [Fm] run up on you, put this bitch up [Gm] on you
Put this bitch up on you
[Cm] Biggie gutter, gotta step [C] on it
Never [Gm] know how [Fm] to get you better like your [Gm] homie _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] I told that [Gm] nigga I ain't have no problem in your [Cm] city
I keep it with me, pull [C] up on me and shit gon' [Fm] get wicky
All this shit [Gm] these niggas doin', I swear that I don't [Cm] feel em
Eleven thousand round my nigga, now just up and [Fm] change
Ten bands [Gm] up in my pocket, fresh up out the [Cm] bank
You ain't my round pussy nigga, you don't feel my [Fm] pain
This shit I spit on [Gm] track, straight facts, it ain't a fuckin' [Cm] game
It ain't a song that I write, I don't think about [Fm] days
I walk on stage, [Gm] thousand people screamin' my [Cm] name
He probably think I owe him somethin', I don't owe him a [Fm] thing
Bitch, you gon' make me [Gm] show you somethin', you go against the [Cm] grain
Send my niggas to bust you up, since you think that I'm [Fm] playin'
One night we hit you [Gm] back to back, like nigga, what you [Cm] gon' say?
I cut the bell, make it short, got that from across the [Fm] track
Catch you slippin' [G] down bad and we gon' [Cm] bust your ass
My OG say, "'Cause you a shoot, that don't make you a [Fm] man
It's how you play your [Gm] hand, I react when you in that [Cm] jam
This for my niggas that ain't [G] gone, no guns in the can
I'ma forever [Gm] hold it down, forever take a [Cm] stand
You say you lookin' for me nigga, [C] I ain't actin' [Fm] bout it
Drop your nuts and play with [Gm] me, get touch, I can be fat
I [Cm] told my mama all us bout the drama, [F] bitch we slangin' nothin' [Fm] bout it
Rappin' like you stuck, we [Gm] really spend, these niggas lyin' bout it
We on [Cm] top of whoever [C] want it, you know how we comin'
[Fm] Run up on you, put this bitch up [Gm] on ya, put this bitch up on ya
[Cm] Sick and gutted, gotta step on it
Never know [Fm] how to get you better, watch your [Gm] homie
Wake up [Cm] every morning tryna get a dollar
When you [Gm] down and [Fm] ain't got nothin', then get a [Gm] dollar
Gotta get this shit from [Cm] my lil' boy, gotta get it from my mama
But you better not [G] shop me [Fm] out my money, I want every dollar
[Cm] Or else, I'ma bust your fuckin' head, cause [C] I don't play that
We gon' load up [Fm] with them cutters, we gon' swerve [Gm] where you stay at
Can't keep hitting the [Cm] block like this, you more than too many people on that
I don't [G] give a [Fm] motherfuckin' stop until I [Gm] get my shit back, believe [Cm] that
He just ain't spin again when the [C] sun down
All night, we gon' wait till he [Fm] come out
See his ass hop out on him with the [Gm] block out, what it is?
This a [C] man down, where I'm from, I was taught never stand down
Once my [C] youngest made believe I'm comin' [Ab] back round
So rest on the front, [G] _ _
take a [Cm] lay down
You say you [G] lookin' for me nigga, I ain't actin' [Fm] bout it
I don't mess with play with [Gm] me, get text
I do met fag [Cm] on my mama, all us bout that [C] drama
Bitch just like a nine [Fm] bout it, reppin' like you step, we [Gm] really spam
These niggas lyin' [Cm] bout it, we be round chopper for whoever want it
[C] You know how we come in, [Fm] run up on you, put this bitch up [Gm] on you
Put this bitch up on you
[Cm] Biggie gutter, gotta step [C] on it
Never [Gm] know how [Fm] to get you better like your [Gm] homie _
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