Chords for NLE Choppa - 100 Shots [Official Music Video]
Tempo:
139.95 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
B
Ebm
Ab
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb]
[B]
[Eb]
[B] Cut this [Eb] shit up, Quay
I'm a boy with a shit that damn, I damn near smack this bitch
Cause I'll charge on the brick cause I'm a smack and slap it
I ain't got a big homie, I don't need a list of my daddy
[Ebm] Remember when those dads always ratchet?
Now when you look at my wrist, it's a fetish
And that demon, you know I'ma smash it
Give us a break and you know we gon' wrap it
These bitches drugs, you know that we pack it
Take care of the pack like you was a nanny
Months ago, I got headed to Grammy, shit was so boring
I'm horny and nasty, when him in this door, I'm nowhere to [Ab] dash
Dropped to the floor, but the gun keep [Ebm] clappin'
Why the fuck would I stop?
Cause I wanna overkeep
My homie said there's a dumb idea
So I put him on a shit bag, call him Diarrhea
Don't call me Slime, Slash, I ain't in the crib
I miss some shots, I should look the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick till I break out the pot
Hold soap with the Drake while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a [C] beam on my gun, he duckin' the [Eb] dot
Got blood on my side, he walkin' on my side
If you cry when I die, you better go slime
I was workin' a bit, I was workin' a bit
Put my [B] dick in a hammock, I was workin' a [Eb] jet, put a surf on my dick
Don't fuck with this shit, god damn, I damn near smack this bitch
I was [Eb] missin' at first, but I soon got a girl
Bitch, fuck my bro, but I hope it'll be a ho
My trap set, jumpin' cuz my deal's on the low
Talk about him as ill, but he really won't cope
Hit the opps in the party, I'm leavin' the party
Get in my car, then shoot up the party
Fill up the 253, get my car, go for shots at the hip hop
I'm [B] runnin' retarded, I'm ahead of my [F] time, I'm advanced with murder
Don't bring the flame up cuz I'm [Ebm] murder
Holla at my niggas, they slide up a [Eb] bird
We doin' the violence, you die in the herd
I miss some shots, I should look the spot
They don't know if I did it or [Eb] not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick till I break out the pot
Puss up with the drake while I'm feelin' good with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he thinkin' to die
Got blood on my side, he walk on my side
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide
I was workin' a bit, I was workin' a bit
Put my [B] dick in a hammock, and work that [Eb] shit
Put a circle on my dick, don't fuck with the shit
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch
[B] We shoot the spot, [Eb] cuz I shot, we shoot the spot
And then he touch, I did it or die
[Ebm] Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
[Ebm] Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Mother's daughter in the [Eb] pie
Mother's daughter in the die
Mother's daughter
[B]
[Eb]
[B] Cut this [Eb] shit up, Quay
I'm a boy with a shit that damn, I damn near smack this bitch
Cause I'll charge on the brick cause I'm a smack and slap it
I ain't got a big homie, I don't need a list of my daddy
[Ebm] Remember when those dads always ratchet?
Now when you look at my wrist, it's a fetish
And that demon, you know I'ma smash it
Give us a break and you know we gon' wrap it
These bitches drugs, you know that we pack it
Take care of the pack like you was a nanny
Months ago, I got headed to Grammy, shit was so boring
I'm horny and nasty, when him in this door, I'm nowhere to [Ab] dash
Dropped to the floor, but the gun keep [Ebm] clappin'
Why the fuck would I stop?
Cause I wanna overkeep
My homie said there's a dumb idea
So I put him on a shit bag, call him Diarrhea
Don't call me Slime, Slash, I ain't in the crib
I miss some shots, I should look the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick till I break out the pot
Hold soap with the Drake while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a [C] beam on my gun, he duckin' the [Eb] dot
Got blood on my side, he walkin' on my side
If you cry when I die, you better go slime
I was workin' a bit, I was workin' a bit
Put my [B] dick in a hammock, I was workin' a [Eb] jet, put a surf on my dick
Don't fuck with this shit, god damn, I damn near smack this bitch
I was [Eb] missin' at first, but I soon got a girl
Bitch, fuck my bro, but I hope it'll be a ho
My trap set, jumpin' cuz my deal's on the low
Talk about him as ill, but he really won't cope
Hit the opps in the party, I'm leavin' the party
Get in my car, then shoot up the party
Fill up the 253, get my car, go for shots at the hip hop
I'm [B] runnin' retarded, I'm ahead of my [F] time, I'm advanced with murder
Don't bring the flame up cuz I'm [Ebm] murder
Holla at my niggas, they slide up a [Eb] bird
We doin' the violence, you die in the herd
I miss some shots, I should look the spot
They don't know if I did it or [Eb] not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick till I break out the pot
Puss up with the drake while I'm feelin' good with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he thinkin' to die
Got blood on my side, he walk on my side
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide
I was workin' a bit, I was workin' a bit
Put my [B] dick in a hammock, and work that [Eb] shit
Put a circle on my dick, don't fuck with the shit
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch
[B] We shoot the spot, [Eb] cuz I shot, we shoot the spot
And then he touch, I did it or die
[Ebm] Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
[Ebm] Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Mother's daughter in the [Eb] pie
Mother's daughter in the die
Mother's daughter
Key:
Eb
B
Ebm
Ab
C
Eb
B
Ebm
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_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] Cut this [Eb] shit up, Quay
I'm a boy with a shit that damn, I damn near smack this bitch
Cause I'll charge on the brick cause I'm a smack and slap it
I ain't got a big homie, I don't need a list of my daddy
[Ebm] Remember when those dads always ratchet?
Now when you look at my wrist, it's a fetish
And that demon, you know I'ma smash it
Give us a break and you know we gon' wrap it
These bitches drugs, you know that we pack it
Take care of the pack like you was a nanny
Months ago, I got headed to Grammy, shit was so boring
I'm horny and nasty, when him in this door, I'm nowhere to [Ab] dash
Dropped to the floor, but the gun keep [Ebm] clappin'
Why the fuck would I stop?
Cause I wanna overkeep
My homie said there's a dumb idea
So I put him on a shit bag, call him Diarrhea
Don't call me Slime, Slash, I ain't in the crib
I miss some shots, I should look the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick till I break out the pot
Hold soap with the Drake while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a [C] beam on my gun, he duckin' the [Eb] dot
Got blood on my side, he walkin' on my side
If you cry when I die, you better go slime
I was workin' a bit, I was workin' a bit
Put my [B] dick in a hammock, I was workin' a [Eb] jet, put a surf on my dick
Don't fuck with this shit, god damn, I damn near smack this bitch
I was [Eb] missin' at first, but I soon got a girl
Bitch, fuck my bro, but I hope it'll be a ho
My trap set, jumpin' cuz my deal's on the low
Talk about him as ill, but he really won't cope
Hit the opps in the party, I'm leavin' the party
Get in my car, then shoot up the party
Fill up the 253, get my car, go for shots at the hip hop
I'm [B] runnin' retarded, I'm ahead of my [F] time, I'm advanced with murder
Don't bring the flame up cuz I'm [Ebm] murder
Holla at my niggas, they slide up a [Eb] bird
We doin' the violence, you die in the herd
I miss some shots, I should look the spot
They don't know if I did it or [Eb] not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick till I break out the pot
Puss up with the drake while I'm feelin' good with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he thinkin' to die
Got blood on my side, he walk on my side
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide
I was workin' a bit, I was workin' a bit
Put my [B] dick in a hammock, and work that [Eb] shit
Put a circle on my dick, don't fuck with the shit
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch
_ _ _ _ [B] We shoot the spot, [Eb] cuz I shot, we shoot the spot
And then he touch, I did it or die
[Ebm] Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
[Ebm] Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, _ _ I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Mother's daughter in the [Eb] pie
Mother's daughter in the die
Mother's daughter
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] Cut this [Eb] shit up, Quay
I'm a boy with a shit that damn, I damn near smack this bitch
Cause I'll charge on the brick cause I'm a smack and slap it
I ain't got a big homie, I don't need a list of my daddy
[Ebm] Remember when those dads always ratchet?
Now when you look at my wrist, it's a fetish
And that demon, you know I'ma smash it
Give us a break and you know we gon' wrap it
These bitches drugs, you know that we pack it
Take care of the pack like you was a nanny
Months ago, I got headed to Grammy, shit was so boring
I'm horny and nasty, when him in this door, I'm nowhere to [Ab] dash
Dropped to the floor, but the gun keep [Ebm] clappin'
Why the fuck would I stop?
Cause I wanna overkeep
My homie said there's a dumb idea
So I put him on a shit bag, call him Diarrhea
Don't call me Slime, Slash, I ain't in the crib
I miss some shots, I should look the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick till I break out the pot
Hold soap with the Drake while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a [C] beam on my gun, he duckin' the [Eb] dot
Got blood on my side, he walkin' on my side
If you cry when I die, you better go slime
I was workin' a bit, I was workin' a bit
Put my [B] dick in a hammock, I was workin' a [Eb] jet, put a surf on my dick
Don't fuck with this shit, god damn, I damn near smack this bitch
I was [Eb] missin' at first, but I soon got a girl
Bitch, fuck my bro, but I hope it'll be a ho
My trap set, jumpin' cuz my deal's on the low
Talk about him as ill, but he really won't cope
Hit the opps in the party, I'm leavin' the party
Get in my car, then shoot up the party
Fill up the 253, get my car, go for shots at the hip hop
I'm [B] runnin' retarded, I'm ahead of my [F] time, I'm advanced with murder
Don't bring the flame up cuz I'm [Ebm] murder
Holla at my niggas, they slide up a [Eb] bird
We doin' the violence, you die in the herd
I miss some shots, I should look the spot
They don't know if I did it or [Eb] not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick till I break out the pot
Puss up with the drake while I'm feelin' good with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he thinkin' to die
Got blood on my side, he walk on my side
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide
I was workin' a bit, I was workin' a bit
Put my [B] dick in a hammock, and work that [Eb] shit
Put a circle on my dick, don't fuck with the shit
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch
_ _ _ _ [B] We shoot the spot, [Eb] cuz I shot, we shoot the spot
And then he touch, I did it or die
[Ebm] Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Touch, touch, touch, did it or die
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
[Ebm] Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, _ _ I whip it or pie
Bet it's a crack, I whip it or pie
Mother's daughter in the [Eb] pie
Mother's daughter in the die
Mother's daughter