Chords for Roach Gigz - Too Easy [Official Video]
Tempo:
119.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
Ab
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
![Roach Gigz - Too Easy [Official Video] chords](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/HQi_6sHp4Ps/mqdefault.jpg)
Start Jamming...
[E] I'll be completely [G] honest with you man, [B] I stopped enjoying this shit, [Ab] stopped liking
rap [E] and all that, [G] but just to show y'all, I still got [C] it.
[B] So mad, gotta click my neck, kinda drew my fat loss when they took [N] my check, bounce back so fast, couldn't even say break.
This shit too easy, I [Ab] don't even sweat.
Boom boy, Gizzy, that's all I rep in the 415, that's to death.
I'm a master chef, love [E] gas and breasts and nasty sex, I don't trust you at [B] all, you don't got the text.
I must confess, I'm unimpressed [Ab] with rap now.
Put that shit in the background, [N] but I'm back now.
[B]
[G] [Ab] [E] I'll be [Ab] completely honest with you man, I stopped enjoying this shit, stopped liking rap and all that, but just to show y'all, I still got it.
So mad, gotta click my neck, kinda drew my fat loss when they took my check, bounce back so fast, couldn't even say break.
This shit too [N]
easy, I don't even sweat.
Boom [B] boy, Gizzy, [E] that's all I rep in the 415, [G] that's to [B] death.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
They [E] want that grill shit back.
They want that [Em] gold guns back.
You [B] might need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
So I'm looking for them like they need it.
[C] Young Roach, he never can state it.
[Gb] But I'll free your bitch when [E] need it.
Then later, bitch, she delete [Ab] it.
Excuse my French, my Parisian.
[E] You playing on my [Abm] dobo season.
Ignore the horror, she teasing.
[C] Explore the horror, she [Bm] freaking.
Marry my girl for the [Gb] evening.
That Hendrix got [Ab] me ticking.
My appendix probably weeping.
Gotta teach you for your issues.
I don't need you by the suits.
You gotta lift the false.
So I could lift [N] them off.
But I smashed off on that last straw.
Better stay in the past, you [E] lay that.
Play hard, you should [B] save cash.
Got a front lawn, flock of [E] vegans south.
Even if my pockets vacant now.
[Ab] Don't show it, take money to grow it.
Look like money?
Get that money.
I'm the motherfucking truth on a bitch.
That money, [C] it's not my fault [Ab] she sent that to me.
Control your hoe, that's a bite.
[N] Now don't ever say you didn't get shit from me.
They want [B] that grill shit [E] back.
They want that gold guns [G] back.
You might [B] need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
They want [E] that grill shit back.
They want that gold guns [G] back.
You might [B] need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
[E] [Em]
[B]
[E] [G]
[B]
rap [E] and all that, [G] but just to show y'all, I still got [C] it.
[B] So mad, gotta click my neck, kinda drew my fat loss when they took [N] my check, bounce back so fast, couldn't even say break.
This shit too easy, I [Ab] don't even sweat.
Boom boy, Gizzy, that's all I rep in the 415, that's to death.
I'm a master chef, love [E] gas and breasts and nasty sex, I don't trust you at [B] all, you don't got the text.
I must confess, I'm unimpressed [Ab] with rap now.
Put that shit in the background, [N] but I'm back now.
[B]
[G] [Ab] [E] I'll be [Ab] completely honest with you man, I stopped enjoying this shit, stopped liking rap and all that, but just to show y'all, I still got it.
So mad, gotta click my neck, kinda drew my fat loss when they took my check, bounce back so fast, couldn't even say break.
This shit too [N]
easy, I don't even sweat.
Boom [B] boy, Gizzy, [E] that's all I rep in the 415, [G] that's to [B] death.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
They [E] want that grill shit back.
They want that [Em] gold guns back.
You [B] might need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
So I'm looking for them like they need it.
[C] Young Roach, he never can state it.
[Gb] But I'll free your bitch when [E] need it.
Then later, bitch, she delete [Ab] it.
Excuse my French, my Parisian.
[E] You playing on my [Abm] dobo season.
Ignore the horror, she teasing.
[C] Explore the horror, she [Bm] freaking.
Marry my girl for the [Gb] evening.
That Hendrix got [Ab] me ticking.
My appendix probably weeping.
Gotta teach you for your issues.
I don't need you by the suits.
You gotta lift the false.
So I could lift [N] them off.
But I smashed off on that last straw.
Better stay in the past, you [E] lay that.
Play hard, you should [B] save cash.
Got a front lawn, flock of [E] vegans south.
Even if my pockets vacant now.
[Ab] Don't show it, take money to grow it.
Look like money?
Get that money.
I'm the motherfucking truth on a bitch.
That money, [C] it's not my fault [Ab] she sent that to me.
Control your hoe, that's a bite.
[N] Now don't ever say you didn't get shit from me.
They want [B] that grill shit [E] back.
They want that gold guns [G] back.
You might [B] need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
They want [E] that grill shit back.
They want that gold guns [G] back.
You might [B] need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
[E] [Em]
[B]
[E] [G]
[B]
Key:
E
B
Ab
G
C
E
B
Ab
[E] _ _ _ _ I'll be completely [G] honest with you man, [B] _ _ I stopped enjoying this shit, _ [Ab] stopped liking
rap [E] and all that, _ _ [G] but just to show y'all, _ I still got [C] it.
_ [B] So mad, gotta click my neck, kinda drew my fat loss when they took [N] my check, bounce back so fast, couldn't even say break.
This shit too easy, I [Ab] don't even sweat.
Boom boy, Gizzy, that's all I rep in the 415, that's to death.
I'm a master chef, love [E] gas and breasts and nasty sex, I don't trust you at [B] all, you don't got the text.
I must confess, I'm unimpressed [Ab] with rap now.
Put that shit in the background, [N] but I'm back now. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [E] _ I'll be [Ab] completely honest with you man, I stopped enjoying this shit, stopped liking rap and all that, but just to show y'all, I still got it.
So mad, gotta click my neck, kinda drew my fat loss when they took my check, bounce back so fast, couldn't even say break.
This shit too _ [N] _ _
easy, I _ don't even sweat.
Boom _ _ [B] boy, Gizzy, [E] _ _ that's all I rep in the 415, [G] that's to [B] death.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
They [E] want that grill shit back.
They want that [Em] gold guns back.
You [B] might need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
So I'm looking for them like they need it.
[C] Young Roach, he never can state it.
[Gb] But I'll free your bitch when [E] need it.
Then later, bitch, she delete [Ab] it.
Excuse my French, my Parisian.
[E] You playing on my [Abm] dobo season.
Ignore the horror, she teasing.
[C] Explore the horror, she [Bm] freaking.
Marry my girl for the [Gb] evening.
That Hendrix got [Ab] me ticking.
My appendix probably weeping.
Gotta teach you for your issues.
I don't need you by the suits.
You gotta lift the false.
So I could lift [N] them off.
But I smashed off on that last straw.
Better stay in the past, you [E] lay that.
Play hard, you should [B] save cash.
Got a front lawn, flock of [E] vegans south.
Even if my pockets vacant now.
[Ab] Don't show it, take money to grow it.
Look like money?
Get that money.
I'm the motherfucking truth on a bitch.
That money, [C] it's not my fault [Ab] she sent that to me.
Control your hoe, that's a bite.
[N] Now don't ever say you didn't get shit from me.
They want [B] that grill shit [E] back.
They want that gold guns [G] back.
You might [B] need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
They want [E] that grill shit back.
They want that gold guns [G] back.
You might [B] need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
rap [E] and all that, _ _ [G] but just to show y'all, _ I still got [C] it.
_ [B] So mad, gotta click my neck, kinda drew my fat loss when they took [N] my check, bounce back so fast, couldn't even say break.
This shit too easy, I [Ab] don't even sweat.
Boom boy, Gizzy, that's all I rep in the 415, that's to death.
I'm a master chef, love [E] gas and breasts and nasty sex, I don't trust you at [B] all, you don't got the text.
I must confess, I'm unimpressed [Ab] with rap now.
Put that shit in the background, [N] but I'm back now. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [E] _ I'll be [Ab] completely honest with you man, I stopped enjoying this shit, stopped liking rap and all that, but just to show y'all, I still got it.
So mad, gotta click my neck, kinda drew my fat loss when they took my check, bounce back so fast, couldn't even say break.
This shit too _ [N] _ _
easy, I _ don't even sweat.
Boom _ _ [B] boy, Gizzy, [E] _ _ that's all I rep in the 415, [G] that's to [B] death.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
They [E] want that grill shit back.
They want that [Em] gold guns back.
You [B] might need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
So I'm looking for them like they need it.
[C] Young Roach, he never can state it.
[Gb] But I'll free your bitch when [E] need it.
Then later, bitch, she delete [Ab] it.
Excuse my French, my Parisian.
[E] You playing on my [Abm] dobo season.
Ignore the horror, she teasing.
[C] Explore the horror, she [Bm] freaking.
Marry my girl for the [Gb] evening.
That Hendrix got [Ab] me ticking.
My appendix probably weeping.
Gotta teach you for your issues.
I don't need you by the suits.
You gotta lift the false.
So I could lift [N] them off.
But I smashed off on that last straw.
Better stay in the past, you [E] lay that.
Play hard, you should [B] save cash.
Got a front lawn, flock of [E] vegans south.
Even if my pockets vacant now.
[Ab] Don't show it, take money to grow it.
Look like money?
Get that money.
I'm the motherfucking truth on a bitch.
That money, [C] it's not my fault [Ab] she sent that to me.
Control your hoe, that's a bite.
[N] Now don't ever say you didn't get shit from me.
They want [B] that grill shit [E] back.
They want that gold guns [G] back.
You might [B] need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
They want [E] that grill shit back.
They want that gold guns [G] back.
You might [B] need a gas mask for that.
Okay, I'll give you what you ask.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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