7.62 God Chords by Pooh Shiesty
Tempo:
103.65 bpm
Chords used:
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Eb
Gb
Bbm
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ebm] Once again, I'm locked in with T.P. because we finna make a hit.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Man, that look T.P
Aye, nigga, come around me acting gangster.
I ain't buying that.
He tried to run [Bbm] off.
I dumped the drink over [Ebm] his fanny.
Same six-two God I got that night because I'm finding it.
Red whip live for life.
Post on the block, this where I'm dining it.
If I shoot my gun, 300 shots don't come behind it.
And if I ever had the poli probably was behind me
Been in corners jumping fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do [Gb] a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
I'm fly with 30, told them 50, [Ebm] sent three shots and bagged them up
And you [Db] remember on that day [Ebm] I shot so fast the 50 bucked
Yo you can't be [Eb] the guy you know it's [Ebm] hard for us to gain some trust
You wanna be the guy [Gb] you gotta [Ebm] test and find your life and [Ab] stuff
I put a cap up [Gb] on my head, know I can't never go out burnt
Think my shooter then went down for something cause all he do is stunt
My 9 ain't spread like the [Abm] coronavirus, I sent [Ebm] her
Kicked the bitch [G] up out the spot, I caught [Eb] her trying to leave her
I put a [Ebm] cap up on my head, know I can't never go out burnt
Think my shooter then went down for something cause all he do is stunt
My 9 ain't spread like the coronavirus, I sent her
Kicked the bitch up out the spot, I caught her trying to leave her
Nigga come around me asking gangsta, I ain't buying it
He tried to run off, I dumped the drink over his fanny
Said I'm sick to God, I got that 9 because I'm finding it
Red whip lit for life, post on the block, this where I'm dying in
If I shoot my gun 300 shots don't come behind it
And if I ever [Eb] ran the [Ebm] police probably would've behind me
Been in corners jumping [Eb] fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
Popping [Bbm] out soon it's [Ebm] dark, I been trapping all through the day
Shooter ready to spar, wait on they moments to spray
Cuzzards burning these woods, I been smoking runs to the face
Styrofoam full of mud, my double cup moves are great
Free [Ab] my niggas [Db] from jail, [Ebm] if not they might escape
Traffic in through the mail, make sure Mac on top of tape
Pockets almost obese, I ain't trying to get him in shape
Might pop [Eb] out in the hood off the mill [Ebm] with all the change
Slamming shit everyday, bitch be comfortable catching them plays
Catch these ass down bad, I'ma give them up out the way
Hit for like 35, call them poppin' shit in the 8
Told him don't make a move, it's like 6-3 up in his drink
Nigga come around me asking gangsta, I ain't buying it
He tried to run off, I dumped the drink over his fanny
762 God, I got that 9 because I'm finding it
Red wheeler for life, post on the block, this is where I'm dying it
If I shoot my gun, 300 shots don't come behind it
And if I ever ran, the police probably was behind me
Been in corners jumping fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
Hey, I'ma be shy as I get dirty with you
[Eb] [G]
[E] [D]
[C] [E]
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Man, that look T.P
Aye, nigga, come around me acting gangster.
I ain't buying that.
He tried to run [Bbm] off.
I dumped the drink over [Ebm] his fanny.
Same six-two God I got that night because I'm finding it.
Red whip live for life.
Post on the block, this where I'm dining it.
If I shoot my gun, 300 shots don't come behind it.
And if I ever had the poli probably was behind me
Been in corners jumping fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do [Gb] a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
I'm fly with 30, told them 50, [Ebm] sent three shots and bagged them up
And you [Db] remember on that day [Ebm] I shot so fast the 50 bucked
Yo you can't be [Eb] the guy you know it's [Ebm] hard for us to gain some trust
You wanna be the guy [Gb] you gotta [Ebm] test and find your life and [Ab] stuff
I put a cap up [Gb] on my head, know I can't never go out burnt
Think my shooter then went down for something cause all he do is stunt
My 9 ain't spread like the [Abm] coronavirus, I sent [Ebm] her
Kicked the bitch [G] up out the spot, I caught [Eb] her trying to leave her
I put a [Ebm] cap up on my head, know I can't never go out burnt
Think my shooter then went down for something cause all he do is stunt
My 9 ain't spread like the coronavirus, I sent her
Kicked the bitch up out the spot, I caught her trying to leave her
Nigga come around me asking gangsta, I ain't buying it
He tried to run off, I dumped the drink over his fanny
Said I'm sick to God, I got that 9 because I'm finding it
Red whip lit for life, post on the block, this where I'm dying in
If I shoot my gun 300 shots don't come behind it
And if I ever [Eb] ran the [Ebm] police probably would've behind me
Been in corners jumping [Eb] fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
Popping [Bbm] out soon it's [Ebm] dark, I been trapping all through the day
Shooter ready to spar, wait on they moments to spray
Cuzzards burning these woods, I been smoking runs to the face
Styrofoam full of mud, my double cup moves are great
Free [Ab] my niggas [Db] from jail, [Ebm] if not they might escape
Traffic in through the mail, make sure Mac on top of tape
Pockets almost obese, I ain't trying to get him in shape
Might pop [Eb] out in the hood off the mill [Ebm] with all the change
Slamming shit everyday, bitch be comfortable catching them plays
Catch these ass down bad, I'ma give them up out the way
Hit for like 35, call them poppin' shit in the 8
Told him don't make a move, it's like 6-3 up in his drink
Nigga come around me asking gangsta, I ain't buying it
He tried to run off, I dumped the drink over his fanny
762 God, I got that 9 because I'm finding it
Red wheeler for life, post on the block, this is where I'm dying it
If I shoot my gun, 300 shots don't come behind it
And if I ever ran, the police probably was behind me
Been in corners jumping fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
Hey, I'ma be shy as I get dirty with you
[Eb] [G]
[E] [D]
[C] [E]
Key:
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_ [Ebm] Once again, I'm locked in with T.P. because we finna make a hit.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm_
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm_
Man, that look_ T.P_
Aye, nigga, come around me acting gangster.
I ain't buying that.
He tried to run [Bbm] off.
I dumped the drink over [Ebm] his fanny.
Same six-two God I got that night because I'm finding it.
Red whip live for life.
Post on the block, this where I'm dining it.
If I shoot my gun, 300 shots don't come behind it.
And if I ever had the poli probably was behind me
Been in corners jumping fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do [Gb] a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
I'm fly with 30, told them 50, [Ebm] sent three shots and bagged them up
And you [Db] remember on that day [Ebm] I shot so fast the 50 bucked
Yo you can't be [Eb] the guy you know it's [Ebm] hard for us to gain some trust
You wanna be the guy [Gb] you gotta [Ebm] test and find your life and [Ab] stuff
I put a cap up [Gb] on my head, know I can't never go out burnt
Think my shooter then went down for something cause all he do is stunt
My 9 ain't spread like the [Abm] coronavirus, I sent [Ebm] her
Kicked the bitch [G] up out the spot, I caught [Eb] her trying to leave her
I put a [Ebm] cap up on my head, know I can't never go out burnt
Think my shooter then went down for something cause all he do is stunt
My 9 ain't spread like the coronavirus, I sent her
Kicked the bitch up out the spot, I caught her trying to leave her
Nigga come around me asking gangsta, I ain't buying it
He tried to run off, I dumped the drink over his fanny
Said I'm sick to God, I got that 9 because I'm finding it
Red whip lit for life, post on the block, this where I'm dying in
If I shoot my gun 300 shots don't come behind it
And if I ever [Eb] ran the [Ebm] police probably would've behind me
Been in corners jumping [Eb] fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
Popping [Bbm] out soon it's [Ebm] dark, I been trapping all through the day
Shooter ready to spar, wait on they moments to spray
Cuzzards burning these woods, I been smoking runs to the face
Styrofoam full of mud, my double cup moves are great
Free [Ab] my niggas [Db] from jail, [Ebm] if not they might escape
Traffic in through the mail, make sure Mac on top of tape
Pockets almost obese, I ain't trying to get him in shape
Might pop [Eb] out in the hood off the mill [Ebm] with all the change
Slamming shit everyday, bitch be comfortable catching them plays
Catch these ass down bad, I'ma give them up out the way
Hit for like 35, call them poppin' shit in the 8
Told him don't make a move, it's like 6-3 up in his drink
Nigga come around me asking gangsta, I ain't buying it
He tried to run off, I dumped the drink over his fanny
762 God, I got that 9 because I'm finding it
Red wheeler for life, post on the block, this is where I'm dying it
If I shoot my gun, 300 shots don't come behind it
And if I ever ran, the police probably was behind me
Been in corners jumping fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city, bitch this my shit _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hey, I'ma be shy as I get dirty with you
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [E] _ _
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm_
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm_
Man, that look_ T.P_
Aye, nigga, come around me acting gangster.
I ain't buying that.
He tried to run [Bbm] off.
I dumped the drink over [Ebm] his fanny.
Same six-two God I got that night because I'm finding it.
Red whip live for life.
Post on the block, this where I'm dining it.
If I shoot my gun, 300 shots don't come behind it.
And if I ever had the poli probably was behind me
Been in corners jumping fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do [Gb] a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
I'm fly with 30, told them 50, [Ebm] sent three shots and bagged them up
And you [Db] remember on that day [Ebm] I shot so fast the 50 bucked
Yo you can't be [Eb] the guy you know it's [Ebm] hard for us to gain some trust
You wanna be the guy [Gb] you gotta [Ebm] test and find your life and [Ab] stuff
I put a cap up [Gb] on my head, know I can't never go out burnt
Think my shooter then went down for something cause all he do is stunt
My 9 ain't spread like the [Abm] coronavirus, I sent [Ebm] her
Kicked the bitch [G] up out the spot, I caught [Eb] her trying to leave her
I put a [Ebm] cap up on my head, know I can't never go out burnt
Think my shooter then went down for something cause all he do is stunt
My 9 ain't spread like the coronavirus, I sent her
Kicked the bitch up out the spot, I caught her trying to leave her
Nigga come around me asking gangsta, I ain't buying it
He tried to run off, I dumped the drink over his fanny
Said I'm sick to God, I got that 9 because I'm finding it
Red whip lit for life, post on the block, this where I'm dying in
If I shoot my gun 300 shots don't come behind it
And if I ever [Eb] ran the [Ebm] police probably would've behind me
Been in corners jumping [Eb] fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city, bitch this my shit
Popping [Bbm] out soon it's [Ebm] dark, I been trapping all through the day
Shooter ready to spar, wait on they moments to spray
Cuzzards burning these woods, I been smoking runs to the face
Styrofoam full of mud, my double cup moves are great
Free [Ab] my niggas [Db] from jail, [Ebm] if not they might escape
Traffic in through the mail, make sure Mac on top of tape
Pockets almost obese, I ain't trying to get him in shape
Might pop [Eb] out in the hood off the mill [Ebm] with all the change
Slamming shit everyday, bitch be comfortable catching them plays
Catch these ass down bad, I'ma give them up out the way
Hit for like 35, call them poppin' shit in the 8
Told him don't make a move, it's like 6-3 up in his drink
Nigga come around me asking gangsta, I ain't buying it
He tried to run off, I dumped the drink over his fanny
762 God, I got that 9 because I'm finding it
Red wheeler for life, post on the block, this is where I'm dying it
If I shoot my gun, 300 shots don't come behind it
And if I ever ran, the police probably was behind me
Been in corners jumping fences, hitting them gates and now we lit
Who can't do a show up in the city, bitch this my shit _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hey, I'ma be shy as I get dirty with you
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [E] _ _