Chords for Right Hand 2 God
Tempo:
75.1 bpm
Chords used:
Bbm
Gb
Fm
Ab
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Gb]
[Fm] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Fm] I put [Bbm] my right hand [Gb] to God, shine on these broads, stay on my job, grind with my squad,
that thang nigga, [Fm] cuz that's how
small, stick to my
ten, [Fm] tried to pay for it all, [Bbm] bring some yak with my [Gb] plate, garlic noodles and steak,
valet, with all these tats on my face, people looking like hey, black
think, and [Fm] it's some shit they gon'
[Fm] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Fm] I put [Bbm] my right hand [Gb] to God, shine on these broads, stay on my job, grind with my squad,
that thang nigga, [Fm] cuz that's how
small, stick to my
ten, [Fm] tried to pay for it all, [Bbm] bring some yak with my [Gb] plate, garlic noodles and steak,
valet, with all these tats on my face, people looking like hey, black
think, and [Fm] it's some shit they gon'
100% ➙ 75BPM
Bbm
Gb
Fm
Ab
C
Bbm
Gb
Fm
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bbm] _ [Gb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] I put [Bbm] my right hand [Gb] to God, shine on these broads, stay on my job, grind with my squad,
hundred racks on my car, no license at all, [Bbm] no ten on that thang nigga, [Fm] cuz that's how
we ball, [Bbm] all these fuck niggas flawed, suckers and frauds, my circle so small, stick to my
script and just ball, fucks I pick up my bitch, and we shut down the mall, had to pick up
the ten, [Fm] tried to pay for it all, [Bbm] bring some yak with my [Gb] plate, garlic noodles and steak,
bouncing out the valet, with all these tats on my face, people looking like hey, black
niggas stay in your place, but it's some shit they gon' think, and [Fm] it's some shit they gon'
say, I [Bbm] tore a brick from a ape, see that music's my fate, switched it up from out my trunk
up to the top of my state, and I'm Versace [Gb] my waist, like Tupac in his hey, Brian Williams
how I built this [Fm] all money estate, [Bbm] I [Gb] put _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ my right hand [Gb] to God, _ _ _ I [Bbm] put my right hand [Gb] to _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bbm] [Gb] Jesus, fly like an eagle, [Bbm] fight with these demons,
shine light on my people, this life is a free throw, success is a kilo, my wife is a senor,
[Fm] but my mistress is creo, [Bbm] I sip on that clico, while I'm banging that zero, ghetto nigga
like Cheetos, that got more famous than CeeLo, turn legit from illegal, just like Pesce and Casino,
KJS off of P-Roll, watch him blow up like C4, I rose [Gb] from a reaper, or Broyers and Lakers,
blow pros on our penis, the German dropped down two Cedars, was young and prestigious,
Rome was matching my beaver, how the fuck you gon' reach him, [Ab] he making more than his teachers,
[Bbm] moving forward [Gb] with speed, all your morals are lean, only focus is cheese, now the forest is trees,
got infected with greed, destroy what you see, your worst nightmare to me, [Fm] is justifying your means,
[Bbm] _ [Gb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] put [Bbm] my right [Gb] hand to God, put _ _ _ my right hand to God,
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bbm] _ [Gb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] I put [Bbm] my right hand [Gb] to God, shine on these broads, stay on my job, grind with my squad,
hundred racks on my car, no license at all, [Bbm] no ten on that thang nigga, [Fm] cuz that's how
we ball, [Bbm] all these fuck niggas flawed, suckers and frauds, my circle so small, stick to my
script and just ball, fucks I pick up my bitch, and we shut down the mall, had to pick up
the ten, [Fm] tried to pay for it all, [Bbm] bring some yak with my [Gb] plate, garlic noodles and steak,
bouncing out the valet, with all these tats on my face, people looking like hey, black
niggas stay in your place, but it's some shit they gon' think, and [Fm] it's some shit they gon'
say, I [Bbm] tore a brick from a ape, see that music's my fate, switched it up from out my trunk
up to the top of my state, and I'm Versace [Gb] my waist, like Tupac in his hey, Brian Williams
how I built this [Fm] all money estate, [Bbm] I [Gb] put _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ my right hand [Gb] to God, _ _ _ I [Bbm] put my right hand [Gb] to _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bbm] [Gb] Jesus, fly like an eagle, [Bbm] fight with these demons,
shine light on my people, this life is a free throw, success is a kilo, my wife is a senor,
[Fm] but my mistress is creo, [Bbm] I sip on that clico, while I'm banging that zero, ghetto nigga
like Cheetos, that got more famous than CeeLo, turn legit from illegal, just like Pesce and Casino,
KJS off of P-Roll, watch him blow up like C4, I rose [Gb] from a reaper, or Broyers and Lakers,
blow pros on our penis, the German dropped down two Cedars, was young and prestigious,
Rome was matching my beaver, how the fuck you gon' reach him, [Ab] he making more than his teachers,
[Bbm] moving forward [Gb] with speed, all your morals are lean, only focus is cheese, now the forest is trees,
got infected with greed, destroy what you see, your worst nightmare to me, [Fm] is justifying your means,
[Bbm] _ [Gb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] put [Bbm] my right [Gb] hand to God, put _ _ _ my right hand to God,
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _