Chords for Rich Amiri - Aint Nothing (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
130.15 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
E
Dm
Eb
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E]
[Eb]
[Gm]
[D]
[Gm] [Dm]
[Eb] [Dm]
[Gm] [E] [A]
[Gm] [Dm]
[Gm] [E]
[G]
I'm a fuck around, put a bag on the beach Going fast and I'm whipping the passenger
[D] Got an egg in me loop Smoking gas out the zip and I'm pouring the
lemonade in [Dm] the mix Got a bag doing [Eb] tricks on my dick, it's a
[Gm] parade in my city Hey but that brog I don't get it
[E] Fuck it, she probably regret [Gm] it Jenna be off with her beans, oh
Chessie be off with her vermouth I'm arrested in a family
[Dm] They gonna hate me then, [E] then you a bad nigga can't do
But like I dream, don't you [G] tell me what you seen
I heard [E] a nigga done, I got rich on [Gm] trap put all my brothers I ain't dead
They want me to die, ha, stupid bitch I ain't [Dm] dead
I [Eb] get on bridge for a few days and I back him up in Salem
And I [G] can't even lie, say [Gm] that I never [A] needed you
When I was down I needed you Honestly I was feeling you
[Gm] Now they come back, rock some shit Niggas so fly, [Dm] cut them off quick
I don't wear nothing, I'm proud of my wrist I'm proud of my hoes, I'm proud of my bitches
[Gm] Going crazy, they bitching at the end of the year, nigga slow
Pouring my porn, I'm rolling my toes Had to fast when they catch a [E] white ho
Pumping all [Gm] drugs, got a nigga high low Can't put your ass on, you ain't one of [A] my bro
Can't put your [Eb] ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the bands and [Gm] the roads ain't nothing
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist but the roads ain't nothing
Instagram hoes ain't nothing, Instagram posts ain't nothing
[Dm] Nigga your bitch [Gm] all locked up but she fucking Dead to the heart, she [E] loves it
Nigga gonna do something about that bitch, you bugging
Nigga gonna whack your mother, go ahead call my [Gm] bluff
[E] [Gm]
[E]
[Eb]
[Gm]
[D]
[Gm] [Dm]
[Eb] [Dm]
[Gm] [E] [A]
[Gm] [Dm]
[Gm] [E]
[G]
I'm a fuck around, put a bag on the beach Going fast and I'm whipping the passenger
[D] Got an egg in me loop Smoking gas out the zip and I'm pouring the
lemonade in [Dm] the mix Got a bag doing [Eb] tricks on my dick, it's a
[Gm] parade in my city Hey but that brog I don't get it
[E] Fuck it, she probably regret [Gm] it Jenna be off with her beans, oh
Chessie be off with her vermouth I'm arrested in a family
[Dm] They gonna hate me then, [E] then you a bad nigga can't do
But like I dream, don't you [G] tell me what you seen
I heard [E] a nigga done, I got rich on [Gm] trap put all my brothers I ain't dead
They want me to die, ha, stupid bitch I ain't [Dm] dead
I [Eb] get on bridge for a few days and I back him up in Salem
And I [G] can't even lie, say [Gm] that I never [A] needed you
When I was down I needed you Honestly I was feeling you
[Gm] Now they come back, rock some shit Niggas so fly, [Dm] cut them off quick
I don't wear nothing, I'm proud of my wrist I'm proud of my hoes, I'm proud of my bitches
[Gm] Going crazy, they bitching at the end of the year, nigga slow
Pouring my porn, I'm rolling my toes Had to fast when they catch a [E] white ho
Pumping all [Gm] drugs, got a nigga high low Can't put your ass on, you ain't one of [A] my bro
Can't put your [Eb] ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the bands and [Gm] the roads ain't nothing
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist but the roads ain't nothing
Instagram hoes ain't nothing, Instagram posts ain't nothing
[Dm] Nigga your bitch [Gm] all locked up but she fucking Dead to the heart, she [E] loves it
Nigga gonna do something about that bitch, you bugging
Nigga gonna whack your mother, go ahead call my [Gm] bluff
[E] [Gm]
[E]
Key:
Gm
E
Dm
Eb
A
Gm
E
Dm
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
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_ I'm a fuck around, put a bag on the beach Going fast and I'm whipping the passenger
[D] Got an egg in me loop Smoking gas out the zip and I'm pouring the
lemonade in [Dm] the mix Got a bag doing [Eb] tricks on my dick, it's a
[Gm] parade in my city Hey but that brog I don't get it
[E] Fuck it, she probably regret [Gm] it Jenna be off with her beans, oh
Chessie be off with her vermouth I'm arrested in a family
[Dm] They gonna hate me then, [E] then you a bad nigga can't do
But like I dream, don't you [G] tell me what you seen
I heard [E] a nigga done, I got rich on [Gm] trap put all my brothers I ain't dead
They want me to die, ha, stupid bitch I ain't [Dm] dead
I [Eb] get on bridge for a few days and I back him up in Salem
And I [G] can't even lie, say [Gm] that I never [A] needed you
When I was down I needed you Honestly I was feeling you
[Gm] Now they come back, rock some shit Niggas so fly, [Dm] cut them off quick
I don't wear nothing, I'm proud of my wrist I'm proud of my hoes, I'm proud of my bitches _
[Gm] Going crazy, they bitching at the end of the year, nigga slow
Pouring my porn, I'm rolling my toes Had to fast when they catch a [E] white ho
Pumping all [Gm] drugs, got a nigga high low Can't put your ass on, you ain't one of [A] my bro
Can't put your [Eb] ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the bands and [Gm] the roads ain't nothing
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist but the roads ain't nothing
Instagram hoes ain't nothing, Instagram posts ain't nothing
[Dm] Nigga your bitch [Gm] all locked up but she fucking Dead to the heart, she [E] loves it
Nigga gonna do something about that bitch, you bugging
Nigga gonna whack your mother, go ahead call my [Gm] bluff
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
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_ I'm a fuck around, put a bag on the beach Going fast and I'm whipping the passenger
[D] Got an egg in me loop Smoking gas out the zip and I'm pouring the
lemonade in [Dm] the mix Got a bag doing [Eb] tricks on my dick, it's a
[Gm] parade in my city Hey but that brog I don't get it
[E] Fuck it, she probably regret [Gm] it Jenna be off with her beans, oh
Chessie be off with her vermouth I'm arrested in a family
[Dm] They gonna hate me then, [E] then you a bad nigga can't do
But like I dream, don't you [G] tell me what you seen
I heard [E] a nigga done, I got rich on [Gm] trap put all my brothers I ain't dead
They want me to die, ha, stupid bitch I ain't [Dm] dead
I [Eb] get on bridge for a few days and I back him up in Salem
And I [G] can't even lie, say [Gm] that I never [A] needed you
When I was down I needed you Honestly I was feeling you
[Gm] Now they come back, rock some shit Niggas so fly, [Dm] cut them off quick
I don't wear nothing, I'm proud of my wrist I'm proud of my hoes, I'm proud of my bitches _
[Gm] Going crazy, they bitching at the end of the year, nigga slow
Pouring my porn, I'm rolling my toes Had to fast when they catch a [E] white ho
Pumping all [Gm] drugs, got a nigga high low Can't put your ass on, you ain't one of [A] my bro
Can't put your [Eb] ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the bands and [Gm] the roads ain't nothing
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist but the roads ain't nothing
Instagram hoes ain't nothing, Instagram posts ain't nothing
[Dm] Nigga your bitch [Gm] all locked up but she fucking Dead to the heart, she [E] loves it
Nigga gonna do something about that bitch, you bugging
Nigga gonna whack your mother, go ahead call my [Gm] bluff
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