Chords for Quando Rondo - In My Section (Official Music Video)

[Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ GD, on the track
Tell them label [Bb] me a real one
Tell them label me [C] a real one
Tell [Dm] _
_ them label me [Am] a real one
Tell them label [Bb] _
_ me [C] a real one Boy [Dm] 50
All those hoes on them shots like I didn't catch [Am] it
Put a condom on [F] that dick or on that glock
Don't know I'm [Bb] worth or take it
Youngest thug in my section
[C] And they gon' rock out with that Cali
Old putter, [G] Smith or Weston [Dm] dirt
Told me treat the rap gang like [C] the dope gang
[F] So much, so much dirt, they done covered up my hole
[Bb] This that straight draw, straight up hard, pure [Gm] cocaine
[C] This that straight draw, straight up hard, pure [G] cocaine
[Dm] What the world coming to?
Niggas telling on they partners
[Am] Why the fuck they break the rules?
Cause [F] if it fell and gripping on this [Bb] chop I might make the news
I gave up every cent and fucking [C] dollar
I done paid my dues
ABCD, fuck it man, I'm [Dm] passed through for a W
I'm tied down, I'ma slay them M's
Ballin' so hard I might [Am] break the rim
Came [F] four with y'all niggas, y'all fucked up with them
You [A] should've known better, it's [Bb] over
I been creeping on Glocks with Robin Towns
[Gm] Same man that made a [C] power town
And she's on the set, we mobbin' her
I hear her rap, not [Dm] involving her
She wrote my name on her [G] folder
I got the [Am] game from the olders
I got the world on my shoulders
I got this [Bb] girl on my shoulders
I pour the drink, it be [Gm] soda
I pour my [C] pain, it be soda
I think my heart getting colder
I swear it's [Dm] hard to be sober
Going on them shots like I didn't catch it
[Am] Put a condom on that [F] dick around the glottal
Now I'm wearing [Bb] Patek, the youngest thug in my section
And they [C] gon' rock out with that Cali
Old putter, Smith [G] or Weston [Dm] dirt
Some may treat the rap pain like the [Am] dope
They throwing so much [F] dirt, they done covered up my hole
This [Bb] that straight draw, straight up hard pure [Gm] cocaine
This [C] that straight draw, straight up hard pure cocaine
[Dm] That brand new Hellcat go real fast, I know you hear the motor
[Am] And they say [F] God give his toughest battles to his strongest
See [Bb] I got bitch problems, J ain't like a parrot on my shoulder
[C] Plus I got [Am] rich problems, just a couple [G] niggas found
[Dm] Standing on that corner selling, yeah yeah it was [Am] hard work
Rocked out to my niggas [F] every night, I pray had to put [C] God first
[Bb] Lies to my face, the main reason that my heart hurts
From the [C] neighborhood to the stage, damn, looks like God works
That's why [Dm] I had to start first
He tryna grind, he tryna shine, [G] but he don't fit [Am] a tribe
I lost my mind, I had to snap back like a [Bb] fitted cow
And they claim they showing love, but I [Gm] really don't [C] feel none
Both 4-way's all set and done, label me a [Dm] real one
Going on them shots like I didn't catch it
[Am] Put a condom [F] on that dick around the glottal
Now I'm wearing [Bb] Patek, the youngest thug in my section
And they gon' [C] rock out with that Cali
Old putter, Smith to [G] Weston, dirt
[Dm] Don't make shit, the rap ain't like the dope
[C] Ain't no one [F] so much dirt, they not covered up my hole
Plus that [Bb] straight draw, straight up hard pure [Gm] cocaine
Plus that [C] straight draw, straight up hard pure cocaine
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