Chords for Queen Tanniesha & Peaches - Niggaz Dyin'
Tempo:
149.05 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
F
C
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Death, mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas [C]
die.
Let
[F#] [B] the white [F] niggas [G#] die.
[F#] Mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
[C] [F#]
[B] Let the white [F] niggas die.
[G#] Mother [F#] fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
[Cm] Let the white niggas die.
[F#m] [F#] Mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
Let the white niggas [Dm] die.
[C] [Dm]
[F#m] Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not take [Bm] another's life.
So why you [F#] have to fear the cow?
He'll be triggered, take a brother's life away, life away.
He's dead and gone, his family's dead, so what do they say?
Mother fuckers, let the white niggas die.
And these niggas walking around, claiming the game like they own [B] bodies.
Now I have to sit [F] back, [F#] sit back and reminisce, reminisce.
From the days of the days I could [B] be dead, my baby's gone.
And [F] it's sad, killed by another [C] brother, another brother.
Take his life, sad [F#] song, same [B] color brother.
Killing his time, [C] letting the white man stay overseas.
He's dead and back smiling, why you capping [F#] your brother's illness?
[B] He is shot with sticks, [F] out came [F#] from the KKK.
Pull a trigger, kill a nigga and blow his fucking brains [B] away.
Too much violence [F] in the streets going on.
[F#] Brothers need to bump up the fence and put down [B] your tones.
Turn on the TV [F] and the radio.
It [C] ain't the whites killing the blacks, [F#] it's the blacks killing the [E] dons.
Send a shout out to our brothers [F] in the Kansas,
[F#] acknowledge this to my father, that's how I hear things.
[B] [F]
[C]
[G#] [F] [F#]
[C] [B]
[D] [B] Every now and then I seem to [C] reminisce, thinking about those days,
thinking about those [F#] days that [B] I miss.
My brother died [F] with a [C] fucked up cause, set up for a ride.
[F#] Motherfuckers went and did [B] a job, so now my fear [F] is weighing out.
[C] Put it to the back, just [F#] because of a boy, wanted to be a man.
[B] See I can't sleep off your brother [F] to be a [F#] man.
He has to be a hard motherfucker, always carrying pistols in [B] your hand.
But now they're saying [F] he's from a real [F#] father, father's son.
Teenage kids, TV digits only for a kick [B] drill.
My brother's [F] dying day by [F#] day, Uncle Sam ain't got a dime.
DTC, but let the Negroes take the [B] lobby.
I'm not [F] down with the [C] white man's plan, fuck em, and don't suck em.
Power [F#] to the black [B] man, we're not trying [F] to be [C]
presidents or such.
Just not listen to my people and try to teach them who not to [F#m] trust.
Cap, pill and stop, cause, them young motherfuckers wanna be down.
Feeding around your bitches, be up under the ground.
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, so [C#m] they say.
Now [B] that's all about my head [C#m] set, right?
[Bm]
[A#] [C] [Bm]
[F#m] [B] Aw [F] yeah, we got Queen, [C] Tanisha, and this [B] bitch.
Pumping a pump [F#] up those bitch [B] shots.
We got my nigga [F] Homer, Sly, [C] Sicko, nigga not me though.
[F#] We the good Kenny, Big [B] John, yeah Westwood and [F] Marvin, [Am] bitch.
We got [C] Skinny, Pimp, 2-11, [F#] Lil' Woop, A-Ball, MJ, [B] ESM, KZ, [C#] J-Lock, [C] Backup, Gwatt.
We got my nigga Gangsta, Pat and Al Capone.
[F#] MC Chris, [B] Excalibur, Zayn, this country [C] boy.
My brother Lil' Rick and this hoe.
We got Slick, Rick and [F#m] Junior.
We got [B] my nigga White Boy Rob, [F] Silk, Kim, [C] Sean, Mike, GP, Weezy, Lain, Tommy, Pizza, and [F#] Milo.
Debbie, TV, Big Greg, [E] and T-Thug.
[F] And to all the [C] motherfucking niggas that forget, [F#] fuck.
Aw yeah, this is KC, this is bitch.
I like sending these out to [B] my nigga Homicide, [F] Vito, [C] Weedy, straight out of Westwood.
[F#] Nigga 9, Big Lucy, [Bm] Bruno, and CTO, Posse.
We got [C] Lord Emphasis, and his mother's brother, [Dm] my nigga MC Cream.
[F#m] See, I'm Capone, and Tandy, [Bm] Stephanie, and Lil' [F#] Rose, Goof, Meep, O'Geron, Trixie, Psycho, J-Boo, [B] Killer B, and Lil' Han.
[Dm] A-Ball and MJG, Skinny, Pimp, 2-11, Glock, McDuck, Hardin, [Bm] Lack, and Magnolia.
And [F] from K-Lock [F#] and Backup, Gwatt.
How I am, Miss L.A. where's [B] the gym?
[F] [F#] M.L..C., aw yeah, Carlos, and that crazy motherfucker. [B] Aw yeah, we got [F] the niggas straight from the [C] Northbound up in this bitch. Tab, Derrick, Son, and my [F#] baby girl, [B] what's up Gino? [G] Yeah, [C] we gonna take a park over the car, and we're gonna, uh, Lil' Ron, [F#] and that's the peeps. [Bm] [F] [F#] I like to send these out to Daryl Mack, Steven Wallace, and my baby Carlos Willis, JKA, [Bm] lowdown. I love you, pramu. [F#m] And to that nigga, [B] nigga, DJ
die.
Let
[F#] [B] the white [F] niggas [G#] die.
[F#] Mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
[C] [F#]
[B] Let the white [F] niggas die.
[G#] Mother [F#] fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
[Cm] Let the white niggas die.
[F#m] [F#] Mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
Let the white niggas [Dm] die.
[C] [Dm]
[F#m] Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not take [Bm] another's life.
So why you [F#] have to fear the cow?
He'll be triggered, take a brother's life away, life away.
He's dead and gone, his family's dead, so what do they say?
Mother fuckers, let the white niggas die.
And these niggas walking around, claiming the game like they own [B] bodies.
Now I have to sit [F] back, [F#] sit back and reminisce, reminisce.
From the days of the days I could [B] be dead, my baby's gone.
And [F] it's sad, killed by another [C] brother, another brother.
Take his life, sad [F#] song, same [B] color brother.
Killing his time, [C] letting the white man stay overseas.
He's dead and back smiling, why you capping [F#] your brother's illness?
[B] He is shot with sticks, [F] out came [F#] from the KKK.
Pull a trigger, kill a nigga and blow his fucking brains [B] away.
Too much violence [F] in the streets going on.
[F#] Brothers need to bump up the fence and put down [B] your tones.
Turn on the TV [F] and the radio.
It [C] ain't the whites killing the blacks, [F#] it's the blacks killing the [E] dons.
Send a shout out to our brothers [F] in the Kansas,
[F#] acknowledge this to my father, that's how I hear things.
[B] [F]
[C]
[G#] [F] [F#]
[C] [B]
[D] [B] Every now and then I seem to [C] reminisce, thinking about those days,
thinking about those [F#] days that [B] I miss.
My brother died [F] with a [C] fucked up cause, set up for a ride.
[F#] Motherfuckers went and did [B] a job, so now my fear [F] is weighing out.
[C] Put it to the back, just [F#] because of a boy, wanted to be a man.
[B] See I can't sleep off your brother [F] to be a [F#] man.
He has to be a hard motherfucker, always carrying pistols in [B] your hand.
But now they're saying [F] he's from a real [F#] father, father's son.
Teenage kids, TV digits only for a kick [B] drill.
My brother's [F] dying day by [F#] day, Uncle Sam ain't got a dime.
DTC, but let the Negroes take the [B] lobby.
I'm not [F] down with the [C] white man's plan, fuck em, and don't suck em.
Power [F#] to the black [B] man, we're not trying [F] to be [C]
presidents or such.
Just not listen to my people and try to teach them who not to [F#m] trust.
Cap, pill and stop, cause, them young motherfuckers wanna be down.
Feeding around your bitches, be up under the ground.
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, so [C#m] they say.
Now [B] that's all about my head [C#m] set, right?
[Bm]
[A#] [C] [Bm]
[F#m] [B] Aw [F] yeah, we got Queen, [C] Tanisha, and this [B] bitch.
Pumping a pump [F#] up those bitch [B] shots.
We got my nigga [F] Homer, Sly, [C] Sicko, nigga not me though.
[F#] We the good Kenny, Big [B] John, yeah Westwood and [F] Marvin, [Am] bitch.
We got [C] Skinny, Pimp, 2-11, [F#] Lil' Woop, A-Ball, MJ, [B] ESM, KZ, [C#] J-Lock, [C] Backup, Gwatt.
We got my nigga Gangsta, Pat and Al Capone.
[F#] MC Chris, [B] Excalibur, Zayn, this country [C] boy.
My brother Lil' Rick and this hoe.
We got Slick, Rick and [F#m] Junior.
We got [B] my nigga White Boy Rob, [F] Silk, Kim, [C] Sean, Mike, GP, Weezy, Lain, Tommy, Pizza, and [F#] Milo.
Debbie, TV, Big Greg, [E] and T-Thug.
[F] And to all the [C] motherfucking niggas that forget, [F#] fuck.
Aw yeah, this is KC, this is bitch.
I like sending these out to [B] my nigga Homicide, [F] Vito, [C] Weedy, straight out of Westwood.
[F#] Nigga 9, Big Lucy, [Bm] Bruno, and CTO, Posse.
We got [C] Lord Emphasis, and his mother's brother, [Dm] my nigga MC Cream.
[F#m] See, I'm Capone, and Tandy, [Bm] Stephanie, and Lil' [F#] Rose, Goof, Meep, O'Geron, Trixie, Psycho, J-Boo, [B] Killer B, and Lil' Han.
[Dm] A-Ball and MJG, Skinny, Pimp, 2-11, Glock, McDuck, Hardin, [Bm] Lack, and Magnolia.
And [F] from K-Lock [F#] and Backup, Gwatt.
How I am, Miss L.A. where's [B] the gym?
[F] [F#] M.L..C., aw yeah, Carlos, and that crazy motherfucker. [B] Aw yeah, we got [F] the niggas straight from the [C] Northbound up in this bitch. Tab, Derrick, Son, and my [F#] baby girl, [B] what's up Gino? [G] Yeah, [C] we gonna take a park over the car, and we're gonna, uh, Lil' Ron, [F#] and that's the peeps. [Bm] [F] [F#] I like to send these out to Daryl Mack, Steven Wallace, and my baby Carlos Willis, JKA, [Bm] lowdown. I love you, pramu. [F#m] And to that nigga, [B] nigga, DJ
Key:
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Death, mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas [C]
die.
Let _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ the white [F] niggas [G#] die.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] Mother fuckers, let the white _ [F] niggas die.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [B] Let the white [F] niggas die.
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ Mother [F#] fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
_ _ [Cm] Let _ _ the white niggas die.
[F#m] _ [F#] Mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
Let the white niggas [Dm] die.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not take [Bm] another's life.
So why you [F#] have to fear the cow?
He'll be triggered, take a brother's life away, life away.
He's dead and gone, his family's dead, so what do they say?
Mother fuckers, let the white niggas die.
And these niggas walking around, claiming the game like they own [B] bodies.
Now I have to sit [F] back, [F#] sit back and reminisce, reminisce.
From the days of the days I could [B] be dead, my baby's gone.
And [F] it's sad, killed by another [C] brother, another brother.
Take his life, sad [F#] song, same [B] color brother.
Killing his time, [C] letting the white man stay overseas.
He's dead and back smiling, why you capping [F#] your brother's illness?
[B] He is shot with sticks, [F] out came [F#] from the KKK.
Pull a trigger, kill a nigga and blow his fucking brains [B] away.
Too much violence [F] in the streets going on.
[F#] Brothers need to bump up the fence and put down [B] your tones.
Turn on the TV [F] and the radio.
It [C] ain't the whites killing the blacks, [F#] it's the blacks killing the [E] dons.
Send a shout out to our brothers [F] in the Kansas,
[F#] _ acknowledge this to my father, that's how I hear things.
[B] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [F#] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[D] _ _ [B] Every now and then I seem to [C] reminisce, thinking about those days,
thinking about those [F#] days that [B] I miss.
My brother died [F] with a [C] fucked up cause, set up for a ride. _
[F#] Motherfuckers went and did [B] a job, so now my fear [F] is weighing out.
[C] Put it to the back, just [F#] because of a boy, wanted to be a man.
[B] See I can't sleep off your brother [F] to be a [F#] man.
He has to be a hard motherfucker, always carrying pistols in [B] your hand.
But now they're saying [F] he's from a real [F#] father, father's son.
Teenage kids, TV digits only for a kick [B] drill.
My brother's [F] dying day by [F#] day, Uncle Sam ain't got a dime.
DTC, but let the Negroes take the [B] lobby.
I'm not [F] down with the [C] white man's plan, fuck em, and don't suck em.
Power [F#] to the black [B] man, we're not trying [F] to be [C]
presidents or such.
Just not listen to my people and try to teach them who not to [F#m] trust.
Cap, pill and stop, cause, them young motherfuckers wanna be down.
Feeding around your bitches, be up under the ground.
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, so [C#m] they say.
Now [B] that's all about my head [C#m] set, right?
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [A#] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[F#m] _ _ [B] _ Aw [F] yeah, we got Queen, [C] Tanisha, and this [B] bitch.
Pumping a pump [F#] up those bitch [B] shots.
We got my nigga [F] Homer, Sly, [C] Sicko, nigga not me though.
[F#] We the good Kenny, Big [B] John, yeah Westwood and [F] Marvin, [Am] bitch.
We got [C] Skinny, Pimp, 2-11, [F#] Lil' Woop, A-Ball, MJ, [B] ESM, KZ, [C#] J-Lock, [C] Backup, Gwatt.
We got my nigga Gangsta, Pat and Al Capone.
[F#] MC Chris, [B] Excalibur, Zayn, this country [C] boy.
My brother Lil' Rick and this hoe.
We got Slick, Rick and [F#m] Junior.
We got [B] my nigga White Boy Rob, [F] Silk, Kim, [C] Sean, Mike, GP, Weezy, Lain, Tommy, Pizza, and [F#] Milo.
Debbie, TV, Big Greg, [E] and T-Thug.
[F] And to all the [C] motherfucking niggas that forget, _ [F#] fuck.
_ Aw yeah, this is KC, this is bitch.
_ _ _ _ I like sending these out to [B] my nigga Homicide, [F] Vito, [C] Weedy, straight out of Westwood.
_ [F#] Nigga 9, Big Lucy, [Bm] Bruno, and CTO, Posse.
We got [C] Lord Emphasis, and his mother's brother, [Dm] my nigga MC Cream.
_ [F#m] See, I'm Capone, and Tandy, [Bm] Stephanie, and Lil' [F#] Rose, Goof, Meep, O'Geron, Trixie, Psycho, J-Boo, [B] Killer B, and Lil' Han.
[Dm] A-Ball and MJG, Skinny, Pimp, 2-11, Glock, McDuck, Hardin, [Bm] Lack, and Magnolia.
And [F] from K-Lock [F#] and Backup, Gwatt.
How I am, Miss L.A. where's [B] the gym?
_ _ [F] [F#] M.L..C., aw yeah, Carlos, and that crazy motherfucker. _ [B] Aw yeah, we got [F] the niggas straight from the [C] Northbound up in this bitch. Tab, Derrick, Son, and my [F#] baby girl, [B] what's up Gino? [G] Yeah, [C] we gonna take a park over the car, and we're gonna, uh, Lil' Ron, [F#] and that's the peeps. _ [Bm] _ _ [F] [F#] I like to send these out to Daryl Mack, Steven Wallace, and my baby Carlos Willis, JKA, [Bm] lowdown. I love you, pramu. [F#m] And to that nigga, [B] nigga, DJ
Death, mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas [C]
die.
Let _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ the white [F] niggas [G#] die.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] Mother fuckers, let the white _ [F] niggas die.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [B] Let the white [F] niggas die.
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ Mother [F#] fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
_ _ [Cm] Let _ _ the white niggas die.
[F#m] _ [F#] Mother fuckers, let the white [F] niggas die.
Let the white niggas [Dm] die.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not take [Bm] another's life.
So why you [F#] have to fear the cow?
He'll be triggered, take a brother's life away, life away.
He's dead and gone, his family's dead, so what do they say?
Mother fuckers, let the white niggas die.
And these niggas walking around, claiming the game like they own [B] bodies.
Now I have to sit [F] back, [F#] sit back and reminisce, reminisce.
From the days of the days I could [B] be dead, my baby's gone.
And [F] it's sad, killed by another [C] brother, another brother.
Take his life, sad [F#] song, same [B] color brother.
Killing his time, [C] letting the white man stay overseas.
He's dead and back smiling, why you capping [F#] your brother's illness?
[B] He is shot with sticks, [F] out came [F#] from the KKK.
Pull a trigger, kill a nigga and blow his fucking brains [B] away.
Too much violence [F] in the streets going on.
[F#] Brothers need to bump up the fence and put down [B] your tones.
Turn on the TV [F] and the radio.
It [C] ain't the whites killing the blacks, [F#] it's the blacks killing the [E] dons.
Send a shout out to our brothers [F] in the Kansas,
[F#] _ acknowledge this to my father, that's how I hear things.
[B] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [F#] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[D] _ _ [B] Every now and then I seem to [C] reminisce, thinking about those days,
thinking about those [F#] days that [B] I miss.
My brother died [F] with a [C] fucked up cause, set up for a ride. _
[F#] Motherfuckers went and did [B] a job, so now my fear [F] is weighing out.
[C] Put it to the back, just [F#] because of a boy, wanted to be a man.
[B] See I can't sleep off your brother [F] to be a [F#] man.
He has to be a hard motherfucker, always carrying pistols in [B] your hand.
But now they're saying [F] he's from a real [F#] father, father's son.
Teenage kids, TV digits only for a kick [B] drill.
My brother's [F] dying day by [F#] day, Uncle Sam ain't got a dime.
DTC, but let the Negroes take the [B] lobby.
I'm not [F] down with the [C] white man's plan, fuck em, and don't suck em.
Power [F#] to the black [B] man, we're not trying [F] to be [C]
presidents or such.
Just not listen to my people and try to teach them who not to [F#m] trust.
Cap, pill and stop, cause, them young motherfuckers wanna be down.
Feeding around your bitches, be up under the ground.
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, so [C#m] they say.
Now [B] that's all about my head [C#m] set, right?
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [A#] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[F#m] _ _ [B] _ Aw [F] yeah, we got Queen, [C] Tanisha, and this [B] bitch.
Pumping a pump [F#] up those bitch [B] shots.
We got my nigga [F] Homer, Sly, [C] Sicko, nigga not me though.
[F#] We the good Kenny, Big [B] John, yeah Westwood and [F] Marvin, [Am] bitch.
We got [C] Skinny, Pimp, 2-11, [F#] Lil' Woop, A-Ball, MJ, [B] ESM, KZ, [C#] J-Lock, [C] Backup, Gwatt.
We got my nigga Gangsta, Pat and Al Capone.
[F#] MC Chris, [B] Excalibur, Zayn, this country [C] boy.
My brother Lil' Rick and this hoe.
We got Slick, Rick and [F#m] Junior.
We got [B] my nigga White Boy Rob, [F] Silk, Kim, [C] Sean, Mike, GP, Weezy, Lain, Tommy, Pizza, and [F#] Milo.
Debbie, TV, Big Greg, [E] and T-Thug.
[F] And to all the [C] motherfucking niggas that forget, _ [F#] fuck.
_ Aw yeah, this is KC, this is bitch.
_ _ _ _ I like sending these out to [B] my nigga Homicide, [F] Vito, [C] Weedy, straight out of Westwood.
_ [F#] Nigga 9, Big Lucy, [Bm] Bruno, and CTO, Posse.
We got [C] Lord Emphasis, and his mother's brother, [Dm] my nigga MC Cream.
_ [F#m] See, I'm Capone, and Tandy, [Bm] Stephanie, and Lil' [F#] Rose, Goof, Meep, O'Geron, Trixie, Psycho, J-Boo, [B] Killer B, and Lil' Han.
[Dm] A-Ball and MJG, Skinny, Pimp, 2-11, Glock, McDuck, Hardin, [Bm] Lack, and Magnolia.
And [F] from K-Lock [F#] and Backup, Gwatt.
How I am, Miss L.A. where's [B] the gym?
_ _ [F] [F#] M.L..C., aw yeah, Carlos, and that crazy motherfucker. _ [B] Aw yeah, we got [F] the niggas straight from the [C] Northbound up in this bitch. Tab, Derrick, Son, and my [F#] baby girl, [B] what's up Gino? [G] Yeah, [C] we gonna take a park over the car, and we're gonna, uh, Lil' Ron, [F#] and that's the peeps. _ [Bm] _ _ [F] [F#] I like to send these out to Daryl Mack, Steven Wallace, and my baby Carlos Willis, JKA, [Bm] lowdown. I love you, pramu. [F#m] And to that nigga, [B] nigga, DJ