Chords for Ramirez - Be A Witness Feat. Shakewell [Music Video]
Tempo:
151.55 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Abm
E
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I'm just [G] trying to make you feel [Abm] better about the fact that [G] you're a real nigga.
I'm just trying to make you feel better about the fact that you're a real nigga.
Fuck you, nigga, sit down bitch.
I'm just trying to make you feel better about the fact that you're a real nigga.
[Ab]
Bitch, you know the skull was murder when I passed you through your [Abm] fucking hood.
Blondies with them bunnies, banging [Ab] the setters, still up for no good.
the pump, moving the body inside of the trunk, you big ass slump.
I'm just trying to make you feel better about the fact that you're a real nigga.
Fuck you, nigga, sit down bitch.
I'm just trying to make you feel better about the fact that you're a real nigga.
[Ab]
Bitch, you know the skull was murder when I passed you through your [Abm] fucking hood.
Blondies with them bunnies, banging [Ab] the setters, still up for no good.
the pump, moving the body inside of the trunk, you big ass slump.
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Ab
Abm
E
G
C
Ab
Abm
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I'm just [G] trying to make you feel [Abm] better about the fact that [G] you're a real nigga. _ _ _
I'm just trying to make you feel better about the fact that you're a real nigga.
Ay yo, what the [Abm] fuck man?
Fuck you, nigga, sit down bitch.
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I'm just trying to make you feel better about the fact that you're a real nigga.
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_ _ _ _ _ Bitch, you know the skull was murder when I passed you through your [Abm] fucking hood.
Blondies with them bunnies, banging [Ab] the setters, still up for no good.
Bring the pump, moving the body inside of the trunk, you big ass slump.
Make a lil' body and leave it a trunk, slow to [Am] the funk, rollin' [Ab] the stomp.
West side, jumping off the whip on a full clip, did not let [Abm] it bust.
But an early touch, getting buckets fucked, [Ab] dog get stuck by the devil's son.
Cursing, burn by the flames, insane on the range, I'm feeling the pain.
[Abm] Locked in the plane, I don't give a fuck.
[Ab] Hanging myself, I'm killing the vein.
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Ab] It's a sticker, my chopper do the hiccup.
Pull up [Abm] with it, crack that, five prices in the [Ab] pickup.
Long hair, dragon with the silver back, revealing luck.
Keys, stolen prints, down south to North Billy Fock.
Ay, shit change, walking around with my T's up.
[Abm] Homies keep the thing, [E] cholo trying to get that [Ab] Visa.
Swiping, [Abm] no swiping, matching car, another Visa.
Time to get slime fucked, boy, [Ab] it's the season.
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I'm just [G] trying to make you feel [Abm] better about the fact that [G] you're a real nigga. _ _ _
I'm just trying to make you feel better about the fact that you're a real nigga.
Ay yo, what the [Abm] fuck man?
Fuck you, nigga, sit down bitch.
_ _ _ [G] _
I'm just trying to make you feel better about the fact that you're a real nigga.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Bitch, you know the skull was murder when I passed you through your [Abm] fucking hood.
Blondies with them bunnies, banging [Ab] the setters, still up for no good.
Bring the pump, moving the body inside of the trunk, you big ass slump.
Make a lil' body and leave it a trunk, slow to [Am] the funk, rollin' [Ab] the stomp.
West side, jumping off the whip on a full clip, did not let [Abm] it bust.
But an early touch, getting buckets fucked, [Ab] dog get stuck by the devil's son.
Cursing, burn by the flames, insane on the range, I'm feeling the pain.
[Abm] Locked in the plane, I don't give a fuck.
[Ab] Hanging myself, I'm killing the vein.
[Abm] _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Ab] It's a sticker, my chopper do the hiccup.
Pull up [Abm] with it, crack that, five prices in the [Ab] pickup.
Long hair, dragon with the silver back, revealing luck.
Keys, stolen prints, down south to North Billy Fock.
Ay, shit change, walking around with my T's up.
[Abm] Homies keep the thing, [E] cholo trying to get that [Ab] Visa.
Swiping, [Abm] no swiping, matching car, another Visa.
Time to get slime fucked, boy, [Ab] it's the season.
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