Chords for NLE Choppa - Top Shotta Flow [Official Music Video]
Tempo:
75.15 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
C#m
F#
Bm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m]
[C#m] [D]
[Fm] [C#m] [F#] [C#m]
[F#m] [G#m] [F#m] [Bm]
[F#m] [C#m]
[B] [F#m]
[C#m]
[A]
[A#] [G#] Turn the reverb up, now let me
[C#m] Top [F#] shot, I call it
Top shot, I call it
The L.E. Top shot
Turn [C#m] my vocals up, son
[F#] [B] L.E. Top shot, I [A] got the bars like a God
[F#m] And the L.E. Top shot, I got the bars like a God
And the L.E. Top shot, I got the bars like a God
And the L.E. [C#m] Top shot, I got the bars like a God
Got some niggas, they say that I'm fake
Them niggas was bitchin' when makin' shit shake
Had to run this shit up, medicate in the day
Niggas ain't shootin' 20K on his head, he still ain't do it
What is your call when y'all gotta do it?
You know I be tootin', you know I [F#] push it
What's that nigga must think I'm pussy?
Bitch, you [E] see me leave nigga [C#m] gushin'
Big dog in the hood call me Tookie
Big man on the block, ass look good
Walk down, I'ma skim ass in the hood
Say I'm not killin', you niggas be [F#] shootin'
Go at my nigga, he see me do it
Shoot at the party, we droppin' them boys
If the hunnids on [A#] grace, he ain't stoppin' them boys
If you fuckin' with me, you get put in a [C#m] mold
I'm a friend, no [D#] man, I'm a big lil' guy
It's a whole lotta gun residue on my [F#] finger
When them niggas be hot and I get a lil' [F#m] anger
I'ma shoot out the crib, shoot that bitch through the blind
Real top shot, I put it on [Bm] them hells
Nigga turn goes when it's time [F#m] to ride out
This shit is tatted on my stomach
Top shot, if I ain't runnin'
Hit them rides, stuff for real [Bm] Jamaica
It [F#m] be my stomach
I had to cut out some niggas, they say that I'm [F#] fake
Them niggas was bitches, one make and she shake
Had to run this shit up, make the K of the day
We was robbin' and [B] schemin' and duckin' them [A] cats
I'ma send me a [F#] wrist, I'ma send me a [F#m] gun
I went down on my dick, had to ride for a gallon
And I stole a ride, never ride in London
If I kill you, my problems, I bet you can handle
[C#m] [F#m]
[F#]
[C#m] [D]
[Fm] [C#m] [F#] [C#m]
[F#m] [G#m] [F#m] [Bm]
[F#m] [C#m]
[B] [F#m]
[C#m]
[A]
[A#] [G#] Turn the reverb up, now let me
[C#m] Top [F#] shot, I call it
Top shot, I call it
The L.E. Top shot
Turn [C#m] my vocals up, son
[F#] [B] L.E. Top shot, I [A] got the bars like a God
[F#m] And the L.E. Top shot, I got the bars like a God
And the L.E. Top shot, I got the bars like a God
And the L.E. [C#m] Top shot, I got the bars like a God
Got some niggas, they say that I'm fake
Them niggas was bitchin' when makin' shit shake
Had to run this shit up, medicate in the day
Niggas ain't shootin' 20K on his head, he still ain't do it
What is your call when y'all gotta do it?
You know I be tootin', you know I [F#] push it
What's that nigga must think I'm pussy?
Bitch, you [E] see me leave nigga [C#m] gushin'
Big dog in the hood call me Tookie
Big man on the block, ass look good
Walk down, I'ma skim ass in the hood
Say I'm not killin', you niggas be [F#] shootin'
Go at my nigga, he see me do it
Shoot at the party, we droppin' them boys
If the hunnids on [A#] grace, he ain't stoppin' them boys
If you fuckin' with me, you get put in a [C#m] mold
I'm a friend, no [D#] man, I'm a big lil' guy
It's a whole lotta gun residue on my [F#] finger
When them niggas be hot and I get a lil' [F#m] anger
I'ma shoot out the crib, shoot that bitch through the blind
Real top shot, I put it on [Bm] them hells
Nigga turn goes when it's time [F#m] to ride out
This shit is tatted on my stomach
Top shot, if I ain't runnin'
Hit them rides, stuff for real [Bm] Jamaica
It [F#m] be my stomach
I had to cut out some niggas, they say that I'm [F#] fake
Them niggas was bitches, one make and she shake
Had to run this shit up, make the K of the day
We was robbin' and [B] schemin' and duckin' them [A] cats
I'ma send me a [F#] wrist, I'ma send me a [F#m] gun
I went down on my dick, had to ride for a gallon
And I stole a ride, never ride in London
If I kill you, my problems, I bet you can handle
[C#m] [F#m]
[F#]
Key:
F#m
C#m
F#
Bm
B
F#m
C#m
F#
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Fm] _ [C#m] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#m] _ _ _ [G#m] _ [F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ Turn the reverb up, now let me
[C#m] Top [F#] shot, I call it
_ _ Top shot, I call it
The L.E. Top shot
Turn [C#m] my vocals up, son
[F#] _ [B] L.E. Top shot, I [A] got the bars like a God
[F#m] And the L.E. Top shot, I got the bars like a God
And the L.E. Top shot, I got the bars like a God
And the L.E. [C#m] Top shot, I got the bars like a God
Got some niggas, they say that I'm fake
Them niggas was bitchin' when makin' shit shake
Had to run this shit up, medicate in the day
Niggas ain't shootin' 20K on his head, he still ain't do it
What is your call when y'all gotta do it?
You know I be tootin', you know I [F#] push it
What's that nigga must think I'm pussy?
Bitch, you [E] see me leave nigga [C#m] gushin'
Big dog in the hood call me Tookie
Big man on the block, ass look good
Walk down, I'ma skim ass in the hood
Say I'm not killin', you niggas be [F#] shootin'
Go at my nigga, he see me do it
Shoot at the party, we droppin' them boys
If the hunnids on [A#] grace, he ain't stoppin' them boys
If you fuckin' with me, you get put in a [C#m] mold
I'm a friend, no [D#] man, I'm a big lil' guy
It's a whole lotta gun residue on my [F#] finger
When them niggas be hot and I get a lil' [F#m] anger
I'ma shoot out the crib, shoot that bitch through the blind
Real top shot, I put it on [Bm] them hells
Nigga turn goes when it's time [F#m] to ride out
This shit is tatted on my stomach
Top shot, if I ain't runnin'
Hit them rides, stuff for real [Bm] Jamaica
It [F#m] be my stomach
I had to cut out some niggas, they say that I'm [F#] fake
Them niggas was bitches, one make and she shake
Had to run this shit up, make the K of the day
We was robbin' and [B] schemin' and duckin' them [A] cats
I'ma send me a [F#] wrist, I'ma send me a [F#m] gun
I went down on my dick, had to ride for a gallon
And I stole a ride, never ride in London
If I kill you, my problems, I bet you can handle _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Fm] _ [C#m] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#m] _ _ _ [G#m] _ [F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ Turn the reverb up, now let me
[C#m] Top [F#] shot, I call it
_ _ Top shot, I call it
The L.E. Top shot
Turn [C#m] my vocals up, son
[F#] _ [B] L.E. Top shot, I [A] got the bars like a God
[F#m] And the L.E. Top shot, I got the bars like a God
And the L.E. Top shot, I got the bars like a God
And the L.E. [C#m] Top shot, I got the bars like a God
Got some niggas, they say that I'm fake
Them niggas was bitchin' when makin' shit shake
Had to run this shit up, medicate in the day
Niggas ain't shootin' 20K on his head, he still ain't do it
What is your call when y'all gotta do it?
You know I be tootin', you know I [F#] push it
What's that nigga must think I'm pussy?
Bitch, you [E] see me leave nigga [C#m] gushin'
Big dog in the hood call me Tookie
Big man on the block, ass look good
Walk down, I'ma skim ass in the hood
Say I'm not killin', you niggas be [F#] shootin'
Go at my nigga, he see me do it
Shoot at the party, we droppin' them boys
If the hunnids on [A#] grace, he ain't stoppin' them boys
If you fuckin' with me, you get put in a [C#m] mold
I'm a friend, no [D#] man, I'm a big lil' guy
It's a whole lotta gun residue on my [F#] finger
When them niggas be hot and I get a lil' [F#m] anger
I'ma shoot out the crib, shoot that bitch through the blind
Real top shot, I put it on [Bm] them hells
Nigga turn goes when it's time [F#m] to ride out
This shit is tatted on my stomach
Top shot, if I ain't runnin'
Hit them rides, stuff for real [Bm] Jamaica
It [F#m] be my stomach
I had to cut out some niggas, they say that I'm [F#] fake
Them niggas was bitches, one make and she shake
Had to run this shit up, make the K of the day
We was robbin' and [B] schemin' and duckin' them [A] cats
I'ma send me a [F#] wrist, I'ma send me a [F#m] gun
I went down on my dick, had to ride for a gallon
And I stole a ride, never ride in London
If I kill you, my problems, I bet you can handle _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _