Chords for Peysoh - Laylow [Official Video]
Tempo:
99.85 bpm
Chords used:
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Em
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Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Man, niggas up in the barbershop saying, Hoodwell ain't this and Hoodwell ain't that, man, shut [Am] the fuck up!
Yo man, Hoodwell better than all y'all [Em] other niggas ever gon' be, lil' bitch!
I [F] [E]
[F] [Em] feel [E] lost without [F] my killers, swear to God I miss your energy, I'm screaming rest [E] in peace,
I pray at night then I go lemon squeeze, I'ma drop [F] a body before tears, ain't got no empathy,
Pain by [E] the measure, money to me, that's [Em] a murder scene, Stevie had [F] shot, I popped once, he dropped instantly,
I heard they got [Em] a fight, bitch, it's time to go to Italy, I'm [F] on stage with [D] some killers, towing felonies,
Let one of [Em] these niggas act out, my killers get relieved, [E] don't intervene, [F] you still cook a nigga when it's 30, breathe,
Hot shit, [E] I'm all up in your body, make it hard to breathe, don't tell me please, [F] I'm still feeling spark, get up on your knees,
I'm Ricky [Em] Run, when you see me, I ain't feel a breeze, no in-between, [F] I'm sickly on the block, if I ain't getting cheese,
I'm staying well [E]-protected, ain't doing me like Kennedy, single state, [F] like, can't get dying over jealousy,
I'm really out [E] here doing what you other niggas wanna be, whoever gon' [F] stop hugging, I'm like, shit, yeah, [Dm] eventually,
Huffing out, [E] caught up in my waist, play it legacy, yeah, I look [F] sweet, but it's been fucking with me [D] mentally,
That's why I been [E] tripping, end up using hella ecstasy, only my [F] brothers in my room slipping, better bury me,
Cause bitch, I'm coming [E] back, and if I slide, I'm dropping 70, means there's 20 [F] left, let's double back before there's deputies,
They telling me [E] to chill, but I don't feel like a celebrity, better lay [F] low, nobody move until I say so,
And I ain't [E] scooped up, bitch, they call me peso, we bang shit, [F] like the many killers, but I'm yayo,
Bitch, I'm from the [E] east, spit these streets where them things blow,
Ayy, bitch, you better lay low, nobody move until I say so,
Ayy, [F] bitch, you better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Everybody [F] freeze if you move, then I'm stretching out,
All you think [E] it's safe in that house, bitch, we tapping out, we laughing out,
[F] And he feel the pressure, so he [E] can't know, pig ass blowing, got you fucked, niggas tapping out,
You slide through the block and take pic, that's some fan shit, I don't rank, [E] you have an ass, niggas, you ain't blam shit,
I promise all my [F] brothers, if you see me, then he [E] ran, bitch, we slam shit,
Catch one of them niggas, she won't stand, bitch, we bag shit,
[F] Spit in the field, I don't mean to brag, head ice, [E] I'm true, and I'm good with my hands,
I don't even [F] got no more [E] ops, them niggas turn to fans,
Project, baby, bitch, I'm well known on Facebook, and app,
Used to play [F] tag, and it was a promise that we [D] told,
Mags, remember playing [E] sports, cops and robbers, now I'm buying back,
She got a [F] few feet, shut up, he ain't feeling lag, ain't throwing flags,
[E] Bitch, I love poor, the opps getting wack, getting booty wickies,
[F] Bitch, I'll get a bag if you want dicky,
Figure it, she [E] has to look licky, I think it's getting sticky,
Getting tricky, [F] you going like Ricky, think you need fucking with me,
Give her 50, [E] she got by my lap when I'm in the shit,
Yeah, [F] bitch, these niggas better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Ay, [F] them niggas better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Face to face, blown, [F] hella feeling used, yeah, it's case closed,
Catch me [E] outside, we'll hop, bad ass, big boy, you make noise,
[F] Hit the page, watch me, some [E] fake toys,
Post security, I keep some killers, better lay low, bitch,
[D] [E] [F] [Em]
[E] [F] [E]
Yo man, Hoodwell better than all y'all [Em] other niggas ever gon' be, lil' bitch!
I [F] [E]
[F] [Em] feel [E] lost without [F] my killers, swear to God I miss your energy, I'm screaming rest [E] in peace,
I pray at night then I go lemon squeeze, I'ma drop [F] a body before tears, ain't got no empathy,
Pain by [E] the measure, money to me, that's [Em] a murder scene, Stevie had [F] shot, I popped once, he dropped instantly,
I heard they got [Em] a fight, bitch, it's time to go to Italy, I'm [F] on stage with [D] some killers, towing felonies,
Let one of [Em] these niggas act out, my killers get relieved, [E] don't intervene, [F] you still cook a nigga when it's 30, breathe,
Hot shit, [E] I'm all up in your body, make it hard to breathe, don't tell me please, [F] I'm still feeling spark, get up on your knees,
I'm Ricky [Em] Run, when you see me, I ain't feel a breeze, no in-between, [F] I'm sickly on the block, if I ain't getting cheese,
I'm staying well [E]-protected, ain't doing me like Kennedy, single state, [F] like, can't get dying over jealousy,
I'm really out [E] here doing what you other niggas wanna be, whoever gon' [F] stop hugging, I'm like, shit, yeah, [Dm] eventually,
Huffing out, [E] caught up in my waist, play it legacy, yeah, I look [F] sweet, but it's been fucking with me [D] mentally,
That's why I been [E] tripping, end up using hella ecstasy, only my [F] brothers in my room slipping, better bury me,
Cause bitch, I'm coming [E] back, and if I slide, I'm dropping 70, means there's 20 [F] left, let's double back before there's deputies,
They telling me [E] to chill, but I don't feel like a celebrity, better lay [F] low, nobody move until I say so,
And I ain't [E] scooped up, bitch, they call me peso, we bang shit, [F] like the many killers, but I'm yayo,
Bitch, I'm from the [E] east, spit these streets where them things blow,
Ayy, bitch, you better lay low, nobody move until I say so,
Ayy, [F] bitch, you better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Everybody [F] freeze if you move, then I'm stretching out,
All you think [E] it's safe in that house, bitch, we tapping out, we laughing out,
[F] And he feel the pressure, so he [E] can't know, pig ass blowing, got you fucked, niggas tapping out,
You slide through the block and take pic, that's some fan shit, I don't rank, [E] you have an ass, niggas, you ain't blam shit,
I promise all my [F] brothers, if you see me, then he [E] ran, bitch, we slam shit,
Catch one of them niggas, she won't stand, bitch, we bag shit,
[F] Spit in the field, I don't mean to brag, head ice, [E] I'm true, and I'm good with my hands,
I don't even [F] got no more [E] ops, them niggas turn to fans,
Project, baby, bitch, I'm well known on Facebook, and app,
Used to play [F] tag, and it was a promise that we [D] told,
Mags, remember playing [E] sports, cops and robbers, now I'm buying back,
She got a [F] few feet, shut up, he ain't feeling lag, ain't throwing flags,
[E] Bitch, I love poor, the opps getting wack, getting booty wickies,
[F] Bitch, I'll get a bag if you want dicky,
Figure it, she [E] has to look licky, I think it's getting sticky,
Getting tricky, [F] you going like Ricky, think you need fucking with me,
Give her 50, [E] she got by my lap when I'm in the shit,
Yeah, [F] bitch, these niggas better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Ay, [F] them niggas better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Face to face, blown, [F] hella feeling used, yeah, it's case closed,
Catch me [E] outside, we'll hop, bad ass, big boy, you make noise,
[F] Hit the page, watch me, some [E] fake toys,
Post security, I keep some killers, better lay low, bitch,
[D] [E] [F] [Em]
[E] [F] [E]
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Man, niggas up in the barbershop saying, Hoodwell ain't this and Hoodwell ain't that, man, shut [Am] the fuck up!
Yo man, Hoodwell better than all y'all [Em] other niggas ever gon' be, lil' bitch!
I [F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] feel [E] lost without [F] my killers, swear to God I miss your energy, I'm screaming rest [E] in peace,
I pray at night then I go lemon squeeze, I'ma drop [F] a body before tears, ain't got no empathy,
Pain by [E] the measure, money to me, that's [Em] a murder scene, Stevie had [F] shot, I popped once, he dropped instantly,
I heard they got [Em] a fight, bitch, it's time to go to Italy, I'm [F] on stage with [D] some killers, towing felonies,
Let one of [Em] these niggas act out, my killers get relieved, [E] don't intervene, [F] you still cook a nigga when it's 30, breathe,
Hot shit, [E] I'm all up in your body, make it hard to breathe, don't tell me please, [F] I'm still feeling spark, get up on your knees,
I'm Ricky [Em] Run, when you see me, I ain't feel a breeze, no in-between, [F] I'm sickly on the block, if I ain't getting cheese,
I'm staying well [E]-protected, ain't doing me like Kennedy, single state, [F] like, can't get dying over jealousy,
I'm really out [E] here doing what you other niggas wanna be, whoever gon' [F] stop hugging, I'm like, shit, yeah, [Dm] eventually,
Huffing out, [E] caught up in my waist, play it legacy, yeah, I look [F] sweet, but it's been fucking with me [D] mentally,
That's why I been [E] tripping, end up using hella ecstasy, only my [F] brothers in my room slipping, better bury me,
Cause bitch, I'm coming [E] back, and if I slide, I'm dropping 70, means there's 20 [F] left, let's double back before there's deputies,
They telling me [E] to chill, but I don't feel like a celebrity, better lay [F] low, nobody move until I say so,
And I ain't [E] scooped up, bitch, they call me peso, we bang shit, [F] like the many killers, but I'm yayo,
Bitch, I'm from the [E] east, spit these streets where them things blow,
Ayy, bitch, you better lay low, nobody move until I say so,
Ayy, [F] bitch, you better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Everybody [F] freeze if you move, then I'm stretching out,
All you think [E] it's safe in that house, bitch, we tapping out, we laughing out,
[F] And he feel the pressure, so he [E] can't know, pig ass blowing, got you fucked, niggas tapping out,
You slide through the block and take pic, that's some fan shit, I don't rank, [E] you have an ass, niggas, you ain't blam shit,
I promise all my [F] brothers, if you see me, then he [E] ran, bitch, we slam shit,
Catch one of them niggas, she won't stand, bitch, we bag shit,
[F] Spit in the field, I don't mean to brag, head ice, [E] I'm true, and I'm good with my hands,
I don't even [F] got no more [E] ops, them niggas turn to fans,
Project, baby, bitch, I'm well known on Facebook, and app,
Used to play [F] tag, and it was a promise that we [D] told,
Mags, remember playing [E] sports, cops and robbers, now I'm buying back,
She got a [F] few feet, shut up, he ain't feeling lag, ain't throwing flags,
[E] Bitch, I love poor, the opps getting wack, getting booty wickies,
[F] Bitch, I'll get a bag if you want dicky,
Figure it, she [E] has to look licky, I think it's getting sticky,
Getting tricky, [F] you going like Ricky, think you need fucking with me,
Give her 50, [E] she got by my lap when I'm in the shit,
Yeah, [F] bitch, these niggas better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Ay, [F] them niggas better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Face to face, blown, [F] hella feeling used, yeah, it's case closed,
Catch me [E] outside, we'll hop, bad ass, big boy, you make noise,
[F] Hit the page, watch me, some [E] fake toys,
Post security, I keep some killers, better lay low, bitch,
_ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[E] _ [F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Yo man, Hoodwell better than all y'all [Em] other niggas ever gon' be, lil' bitch!
I [F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] feel [E] lost without [F] my killers, swear to God I miss your energy, I'm screaming rest [E] in peace,
I pray at night then I go lemon squeeze, I'ma drop [F] a body before tears, ain't got no empathy,
Pain by [E] the measure, money to me, that's [Em] a murder scene, Stevie had [F] shot, I popped once, he dropped instantly,
I heard they got [Em] a fight, bitch, it's time to go to Italy, I'm [F] on stage with [D] some killers, towing felonies,
Let one of [Em] these niggas act out, my killers get relieved, [E] don't intervene, [F] you still cook a nigga when it's 30, breathe,
Hot shit, [E] I'm all up in your body, make it hard to breathe, don't tell me please, [F] I'm still feeling spark, get up on your knees,
I'm Ricky [Em] Run, when you see me, I ain't feel a breeze, no in-between, [F] I'm sickly on the block, if I ain't getting cheese,
I'm staying well [E]-protected, ain't doing me like Kennedy, single state, [F] like, can't get dying over jealousy,
I'm really out [E] here doing what you other niggas wanna be, whoever gon' [F] stop hugging, I'm like, shit, yeah, [Dm] eventually,
Huffing out, [E] caught up in my waist, play it legacy, yeah, I look [F] sweet, but it's been fucking with me [D] mentally,
That's why I been [E] tripping, end up using hella ecstasy, only my [F] brothers in my room slipping, better bury me,
Cause bitch, I'm coming [E] back, and if I slide, I'm dropping 70, means there's 20 [F] left, let's double back before there's deputies,
They telling me [E] to chill, but I don't feel like a celebrity, better lay [F] low, nobody move until I say so,
And I ain't [E] scooped up, bitch, they call me peso, we bang shit, [F] like the many killers, but I'm yayo,
Bitch, I'm from the [E] east, spit these streets where them things blow,
Ayy, bitch, you better lay low, nobody move until I say so,
Ayy, [F] bitch, you better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Everybody [F] freeze if you move, then I'm stretching out,
All you think [E] it's safe in that house, bitch, we tapping out, we laughing out,
[F] And he feel the pressure, so he [E] can't know, pig ass blowing, got you fucked, niggas tapping out,
You slide through the block and take pic, that's some fan shit, I don't rank, [E] you have an ass, niggas, you ain't blam shit,
I promise all my [F] brothers, if you see me, then he [E] ran, bitch, we slam shit,
Catch one of them niggas, she won't stand, bitch, we bag shit,
[F] Spit in the field, I don't mean to brag, head ice, [E] I'm true, and I'm good with my hands,
I don't even [F] got no more [E] ops, them niggas turn to fans,
Project, baby, bitch, I'm well known on Facebook, and app,
Used to play [F] tag, and it was a promise that we [D] told,
Mags, remember playing [E] sports, cops and robbers, now I'm buying back,
She got a [F] few feet, shut up, he ain't feeling lag, ain't throwing flags,
[E] Bitch, I love poor, the opps getting wack, getting booty wickies,
[F] Bitch, I'll get a bag if you want dicky,
Figure it, she [E] has to look licky, I think it's getting sticky,
Getting tricky, [F] you going like Ricky, think you need fucking with me,
Give her 50, [E] she got by my lap when I'm in the shit,
Yeah, [F] bitch, these niggas better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Ay, [F] them niggas better lay low, [E] nobody move until I say so,
Face to face, blown, [F] hella feeling used, yeah, it's case closed,
Catch me [E] outside, we'll hop, bad ass, big boy, you make noise,
[F] Hit the page, watch me, some [E] fake toys,
Post security, I keep some killers, better lay low, bitch,
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[E] _ [F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _