Rittz - Bounce (Official Video) ft. Twista Chords
Tempo:
65.1 bpm
Chords used:
C
B
Em
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[Em] [C] [G]
[C] [B] [Em]
[C]
[B] [Em]
You see I could never [C] have my past revoked
So step up and you a [G] dead dog
Get your hair buzzed looking like a chef just cracked it
Yo, [Am] fingers in the caddy rather than the patio
When the industry was only like a pack to code
[B] I was dope back then but you had to hold shit locked
Until I came in the pack to code
And I don't, I don't [G] really mean to brag and boast
But then again my fans look at me as the ghost
[C] She says she listens to my [B] music in the pack to soak
Now that's a rap to quote, hop in my pack to flow [C] to get with you
[Em] Take a puff then it's up in the wave we go
Put some good shit on my radio and
Bounce, bounce, ah
[C] Let the bass drop, [G] break my chest, take it to the midwest
Brotha back to the south and
[C] With my homie Tony Brutwork up in Kalamazoo
Sprawlin' dollops in the [B] mall, we don't bounce
Til we spend a couple thousand on shoes
I'm reppin' clientele, [Em] how can I lose you out of the loop?
These music dudes are clueless to my voice
And I blew producer Wu's and Nu's and [C] R's
I'm not true but you confused, you surprised
I refuse to lose, been boo'd and crucified
Disapproved of moving crews, we brutalized
And these poochies shoes that bite, [B] euthanized
And I'm a loser who was super neutralized
22's are huge, [G] my shoes are super sized
I don't cruise for music, boom, super loud, pop an 8-ball and MJD
[C] From the outside [A] looking, then I'm sitting on top of the world
But then [Em] again, I kinda been lately
Cause I pull up in my Cadillac, my speakers cut the pedal back a fresh a minute when I was a tech
[B] Buy a couple pretty bitches, devil's begging me to pick them up and take them in and [Em] fuck them from the back
Side when I ain't got no time to fuck around, I'm trying to [G] buckle down and focus on my money so I stay
[C] My paper to the [G] ceiling and I'm feeling like I'm Billy and I'm filling up my cup as that pound and [B] bounce
Howl, take a puff, then it's up and away we [A] go
Put [Em] some real shit on my radio and bounce, bounce, ah
Let the bass pop, make my toast, take it [F#] to the Midwest, from the back to the south and [C] bounce
Looking good, then I'm gone, so far that you can't even see me through the eyes of [B] a telescope
Diamonds on my body, super appealing, jotting down my feelings, acting [Em] like it was the realest shit I ever wrote
Mental telepathy is part of the recipe to let me know that you want it, I'm giving it to you [C] how you like it
Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA to know what you thinking, I'm speaking to you like a psychic
Lil' mama know she loving it so don't try to fight it, I can make your life so appealing by [B] the way I write it
Make it so she the only shorty I [G] know, I'm forgiato, don't hear no pahos, I roll up one and light it
On the passenger side of a ride like a player, I'ma be up in the cook talking [Am] that big shit
Strange [A] music, we beating misfits, come and twist, wrist, tits, tits, cause you gon' get [Am] your shit split
Middle of the map, a nigga finna snap and let him know the area, continue to kill him, [B] forever we on
Better be strong than living in the city I come from, and if you ain't fucking with it then [Em] let it be known
The weak and needy, talk about it or be about it, me, I'd rather sit back and blow [C] an ounce
When I hear something like this up on [A] the radio, all a nigga can do is [Em] just bounce
Take a puff to the south and the radio, put some real shit on my radio and bounce
[C] At the pace I break my chest, nigga [G] to the midwest, mother back to the south [C] and bounce
[B] [G] [C] [A]
[B]
[Em] [C] [G]
[C] [B] [Em]
[C]
[B] [Em]
You see I could never [C] have my past revoked
So step up and you a [G] dead dog
Get your hair buzzed looking like a chef just cracked it
Yo, [Am] fingers in the caddy rather than the patio
When the industry was only like a pack to code
[B] I was dope back then but you had to hold shit locked
Until I came in the pack to code
And I don't, I don't [G] really mean to brag and boast
But then again my fans look at me as the ghost
[C] She says she listens to my [B] music in the pack to soak
Now that's a rap to quote, hop in my pack to flow [C] to get with you
[Em] Take a puff then it's up in the wave we go
Put some good shit on my radio and
Bounce, bounce, ah
[C] Let the bass drop, [G] break my chest, take it to the midwest
Brotha back to the south and
[C] With my homie Tony Brutwork up in Kalamazoo
Sprawlin' dollops in the [B] mall, we don't bounce
Til we spend a couple thousand on shoes
I'm reppin' clientele, [Em] how can I lose you out of the loop?
These music dudes are clueless to my voice
And I blew producer Wu's and Nu's and [C] R's
I'm not true but you confused, you surprised
I refuse to lose, been boo'd and crucified
Disapproved of moving crews, we brutalized
And these poochies shoes that bite, [B] euthanized
And I'm a loser who was super neutralized
22's are huge, [G] my shoes are super sized
I don't cruise for music, boom, super loud, pop an 8-ball and MJD
[C] From the outside [A] looking, then I'm sitting on top of the world
But then [Em] again, I kinda been lately
Cause I pull up in my Cadillac, my speakers cut the pedal back a fresh a minute when I was a tech
[B] Buy a couple pretty bitches, devil's begging me to pick them up and take them in and [Em] fuck them from the back
Side when I ain't got no time to fuck around, I'm trying to [G] buckle down and focus on my money so I stay
[C] My paper to the [G] ceiling and I'm feeling like I'm Billy and I'm filling up my cup as that pound and [B] bounce
Howl, take a puff, then it's up and away we [A] go
Put [Em] some real shit on my radio and bounce, bounce, ah
Let the bass pop, make my toast, take it [F#] to the Midwest, from the back to the south and [C] bounce
Looking good, then I'm gone, so far that you can't even see me through the eyes of [B] a telescope
Diamonds on my body, super appealing, jotting down my feelings, acting [Em] like it was the realest shit I ever wrote
Mental telepathy is part of the recipe to let me know that you want it, I'm giving it to you [C] how you like it
Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA to know what you thinking, I'm speaking to you like a psychic
Lil' mama know she loving it so don't try to fight it, I can make your life so appealing by [B] the way I write it
Make it so she the only shorty I [G] know, I'm forgiato, don't hear no pahos, I roll up one and light it
On the passenger side of a ride like a player, I'ma be up in the cook talking [Am] that big shit
Strange [A] music, we beating misfits, come and twist, wrist, tits, tits, cause you gon' get [Am] your shit split
Middle of the map, a nigga finna snap and let him know the area, continue to kill him, [B] forever we on
Better be strong than living in the city I come from, and if you ain't fucking with it then [Em] let it be known
The weak and needy, talk about it or be about it, me, I'd rather sit back and blow [C] an ounce
When I hear something like this up on [A] the radio, all a nigga can do is [Em] just bounce
Take a puff to the south and the radio, put some real shit on my radio and bounce
[C] At the pace I break my chest, nigga [G] to the midwest, mother back to the south [C] and bounce
[B] [G] [C] [A]
[B]
Key:
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B
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B
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _
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_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Em] _ _
_ _ You see I could never [C] have my past revoked
So step up and you a [G] dead dog
Get your hair buzzed looking like a chef just cracked it
Yo, [Am] fingers in the caddy rather than the patio
When the industry was only like a pack to code
[B] I was dope back then but you had to hold shit locked
Until I came in the pack to code
And I don't, I don't [G] really mean to brag and boast
But then again my fans look at me as the ghost
[C] She says she listens to my [B] music in the pack to soak
Now that's a rap to quote, hop in my pack to flow [C] to get with you
[Em] Take a puff then it's up in the wave we go
Put some good shit on my radio and
Bounce, bounce, ah
[C] Let the bass drop, [G] break my chest, take it to the midwest
Brotha back to the south and
[C] With my homie Tony Brutwork up in Kalamazoo
Sprawlin' dollops in the [B] mall, we don't bounce
Til we spend a couple thousand on shoes
I'm reppin' clientele, [Em] how can I lose you out of the loop?
These music dudes are clueless to my voice
And I blew producer Wu's and Nu's and [C] R's
I'm not true but you confused, you surprised
I refuse to lose, been boo'd and crucified
Disapproved of moving crews, we brutalized
And these poochies shoes that bite, [B] euthanized
And I'm a loser who was super neutralized
22's are huge, [G] my shoes are super sized
I don't cruise for music, boom, super loud, pop an 8-ball and MJD
[C] From the outside [A] looking, then I'm sitting on top of the world
But then [Em] again, I kinda been lately
Cause I pull up in my Cadillac, my speakers cut the pedal back a fresh a minute when I was a tech
[B] Buy a couple pretty bitches, devil's begging me to pick them up and take them in and [Em] fuck them from the back
Side when I ain't got no time to fuck around, I'm trying to [G] buckle down and focus on my money so I stay
[C] My paper to the [G] ceiling and I'm feeling like I'm Billy and I'm filling up my cup as that pound and [B] bounce
Howl, take a puff, then it's up and away we [A] go
Put [Em] some real shit on my radio and bounce, bounce, ah
Let the bass pop, make my toast, take it [F#] to the Midwest, from the back to the south and [C] bounce
Looking good, then I'm gone, so far that you can't even see me through the eyes of [B] a telescope
Diamonds on my body, super appealing, jotting down my feelings, acting [Em] like it was the realest shit I ever wrote
Mental telepathy is part of the recipe to let me know that you want it, I'm giving it to you [C] how you like it
Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA to know what you thinking, I'm speaking to you like a psychic
Lil' mama know she loving it so don't try to fight it, I can make your life so appealing by [B] the way I write it
Make it so she the only shorty I [G] know, I'm forgiato, don't hear no pahos, I roll up one and light it
On the passenger side of a ride like a player, I'ma be up in the cook talking [Am] that big shit
Strange [A] music, we beating misfits, come and twist, wrist, tits, tits, cause you gon' get [Am] your shit split
Middle of the map, a nigga finna snap and let him know the area, continue to kill him, [B] forever we on
Better be strong than living in the city I come from, and if you ain't fucking with it then [Em] let it be known
The weak and needy, talk about it or be about it, me, I'd rather sit back and blow [C] an ounce
When I hear something like this up on [A] the radio, all a nigga can do is [Em] just bounce
Take a puff to the south and the radio, _ put some real shit on my radio and bounce
_ [C] At the pace I break my chest, nigga [G] to the midwest, mother back to the south [C] and bounce
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Em] _ _
_ _ You see I could never [C] have my past revoked
So step up and you a [G] dead dog
Get your hair buzzed looking like a chef just cracked it
Yo, [Am] fingers in the caddy rather than the patio
When the industry was only like a pack to code
[B] I was dope back then but you had to hold shit locked
Until I came in the pack to code
And I don't, I don't [G] really mean to brag and boast
But then again my fans look at me as the ghost
[C] She says she listens to my [B] music in the pack to soak
Now that's a rap to quote, hop in my pack to flow [C] to get with you
[Em] Take a puff then it's up in the wave we go
Put some good shit on my radio and
Bounce, bounce, ah
[C] Let the bass drop, [G] break my chest, take it to the midwest
Brotha back to the south and
[C] With my homie Tony Brutwork up in Kalamazoo
Sprawlin' dollops in the [B] mall, we don't bounce
Til we spend a couple thousand on shoes
I'm reppin' clientele, [Em] how can I lose you out of the loop?
These music dudes are clueless to my voice
And I blew producer Wu's and Nu's and [C] R's
I'm not true but you confused, you surprised
I refuse to lose, been boo'd and crucified
Disapproved of moving crews, we brutalized
And these poochies shoes that bite, [B] euthanized
And I'm a loser who was super neutralized
22's are huge, [G] my shoes are super sized
I don't cruise for music, boom, super loud, pop an 8-ball and MJD
[C] From the outside [A] looking, then I'm sitting on top of the world
But then [Em] again, I kinda been lately
Cause I pull up in my Cadillac, my speakers cut the pedal back a fresh a minute when I was a tech
[B] Buy a couple pretty bitches, devil's begging me to pick them up and take them in and [Em] fuck them from the back
Side when I ain't got no time to fuck around, I'm trying to [G] buckle down and focus on my money so I stay
[C] My paper to the [G] ceiling and I'm feeling like I'm Billy and I'm filling up my cup as that pound and [B] bounce
Howl, take a puff, then it's up and away we [A] go
Put [Em] some real shit on my radio and bounce, bounce, ah
Let the bass pop, make my toast, take it [F#] to the Midwest, from the back to the south and [C] bounce
Looking good, then I'm gone, so far that you can't even see me through the eyes of [B] a telescope
Diamonds on my body, super appealing, jotting down my feelings, acting [Em] like it was the realest shit I ever wrote
Mental telepathy is part of the recipe to let me know that you want it, I'm giving it to you [C] how you like it
Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA to know what you thinking, I'm speaking to you like a psychic
Lil' mama know she loving it so don't try to fight it, I can make your life so appealing by [B] the way I write it
Make it so she the only shorty I [G] know, I'm forgiato, don't hear no pahos, I roll up one and light it
On the passenger side of a ride like a player, I'ma be up in the cook talking [Am] that big shit
Strange [A] music, we beating misfits, come and twist, wrist, tits, tits, cause you gon' get [Am] your shit split
Middle of the map, a nigga finna snap and let him know the area, continue to kill him, [B] forever we on
Better be strong than living in the city I come from, and if you ain't fucking with it then [Em] let it be known
The weak and needy, talk about it or be about it, me, I'd rather sit back and blow [C] an ounce
When I hear something like this up on [A] the radio, all a nigga can do is [Em] just bounce
Take a puff to the south and the radio, _ put some real shit on my radio and bounce
_ [C] At the pace I break my chest, nigga [G] to the midwest, mother back to the south [C] and bounce
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