Sana Sana Chords by Suga Free
Tempo:
101.15 bpm
Chords used:
F#
A#m
F
C#
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
You said I could talk to you.
Listen to me.
[A#m] Now God, I know I'm standing on something that [F#] could fall right now.
Thank you for letting me see another dream, keeping that sweat up off my eyebrows.
I know I'm surrounded by [A#m] demons, but look at they heart again.
They ain't that bad.
They ain't even my friends, didn't they?
I've got more [F#] punches than Twin Towers got sat punches.
Comma sense [F] above, fuck, I'm working with them sat punches.
It don't take [F#] no damn rocket scientist to see the sun in the sky.
Twin Towers [C#] can't tumble it down so it ain't in the clouds.
Life is just [A#m] like a stabby glitter on it.
One big road up, hundred [E] dollar bill [F#] with a book on it.
Now, you know what I'm saying?
Now, don't feel me now.
They're sucking on a soldier's brain, sedated heavily with no cocaine.
Block that, going to hell with that.
Overseas getting shot the fuck up and they mail you back.
A dear John for your ass via air mail, cardboard box, body bag, and [C#] they give your family a flag.
You cry for [F#] me?
Oh, you tripping.
I got to be honest [D#m] with you, Sergeant.
You give me a gun, I'll probably shoot [F] you.
I ain't your boy, not [A#m] on loan.
I never got that joke.
Forgive me if I don't laugh.
I got [F] some kids to support.
Please [F#] believe me.
What the fuck?
Jaffte's left.
[F] Open and hold.
[F#] I'm not going to let you go.
I'm not going to let you go.
I'm not going to let you go.
[A#m]
[D#m] [F#] [Fm]
[F#] [C#]
[F#] I'm not going to let you go.
You live here in the neighborhood of Pagona, you love my money.
[A#m]
You're my bitch, you're my mute, [G#m] you're my prostitute.
I'm [F#] the boss, I'm the handsome, I'm the [A#m] most handsome.
I would tell you about my daddy, [Fm] sometimes, sometimes,
[F#] [A#m]
[D#m] [F#] [Fm]
[F#] [C#]
[D#m] [F#]
[A#] [F#] [C#]
[F#]
[F]
[F#]
[F] [F#] [C#] but I would kill my bitch.
[D#] I would kill my bitch.
But [F#] I would kill my bitch.
Please believe me.
[A#m] Living in the hood.
[F#]
Pimpin.
[A#m]
So [F#]
[A#m]
[F#] creepy.
[N]
You said I could talk to you.
Listen to me.
[A#m] Now God, I know I'm standing on something that [F#] could fall right now.
Thank you for letting me see another dream, keeping that sweat up off my eyebrows.
I know I'm surrounded by [A#m] demons, but look at they heart again.
They ain't that bad.
They ain't even my friends, didn't they?
I've got more [F#] punches than Twin Towers got sat punches.
Comma sense [F] above, fuck, I'm working with them sat punches.
It don't take [F#] no damn rocket scientist to see the sun in the sky.
Twin Towers [C#] can't tumble it down so it ain't in the clouds.
Life is just [A#m] like a stabby glitter on it.
One big road up, hundred [E] dollar bill [F#] with a book on it.
Now, you know what I'm saying?
Now, don't feel me now.
They're sucking on a soldier's brain, sedated heavily with no cocaine.
Block that, going to hell with that.
Overseas getting shot the fuck up and they mail you back.
A dear John for your ass via air mail, cardboard box, body bag, and [C#] they give your family a flag.
You cry for [F#] me?
Oh, you tripping.
I got to be honest [D#m] with you, Sergeant.
You give me a gun, I'll probably shoot [F] you.
I ain't your boy, not [A#m] on loan.
I never got that joke.
Forgive me if I don't laugh.
I got [F] some kids to support.
Please [F#] believe me.
What the fuck?
Jaffte's left.
[F] Open and hold.
[F#] I'm not going to let you go.
I'm not going to let you go.
I'm not going to let you go.
[A#m]
[D#m] [F#] [Fm]
[F#] [C#]
[F#] I'm not going to let you go.
You live here in the neighborhood of Pagona, you love my money.
[A#m]
You're my bitch, you're my mute, [G#m] you're my prostitute.
I'm [F#] the boss, I'm the handsome, I'm the [A#m] most handsome.
I would tell you about my daddy, [Fm] sometimes, sometimes,
[F#] [A#m]
[D#m] [F#] [Fm]
[F#] [C#]
[D#m] [F#]
[A#] [F#] [C#]
[F#]
[F]
[F#]
[F] [F#] [C#] but I would kill my bitch.
[D#] I would kill my bitch.
But [F#] I would kill my bitch.
Please believe me.
[A#m] Living in the hood.
[F#]
Pimpin.
[A#m]
So [F#]
[A#m]
[F#] creepy.
[N]
Key:
F#
A#m
F
C#
D#m
F#
A#m
F
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You said I could talk to you.
Listen to me.
[A#m] Now God, I know I'm standing on something that [F#] could fall right now.
Thank you for letting me see another dream, keeping that sweat up off my eyebrows.
I know I'm surrounded by [A#m] demons, but look at they heart again.
They ain't that bad.
They ain't even my friends, didn't they?
I've got more [F#] punches than Twin Towers got sat punches.
Comma sense [F] above, fuck, I'm working with them sat punches.
It don't take [F#] no damn rocket scientist to see the sun in the sky.
Twin Towers [C#] can't tumble it down so it ain't in the clouds.
Life is just [A#m] like a stabby glitter on it.
One big road up, hundred [E] dollar bill [F#] with a book on it.
Now, you know what I'm saying?
Now, don't feel me now.
They're sucking on a soldier's brain, sedated heavily with no cocaine.
Block that, going to hell with that.
Overseas getting shot the fuck up and they mail you back.
A dear John for your ass via air mail, cardboard box, body bag, and [C#] they give your family a flag.
You cry for [F#] me?
Oh, you tripping.
I got to be honest [D#m] with you, Sergeant.
You give me a gun, I'll probably shoot [F] you.
I ain't your boy, not [A#m] on loan.
I never got that joke.
Forgive me if I don't laugh.
I got [F] some kids to support.
Please [F#] believe me.
What the fuck?
_ _ Jaffte's left.
[F] Open and hold.
[F#] I'm not going to let you go.
I'm not going to let you go.
I'm not going to let you go.
_ _ [A#m] _ _
_ [D#m] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[F#] I'm not going to let you go.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ You live here in the neighborhood of Pagona, you love my money.
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _
You're my bitch, you're my mute, [G#m] you're my prostitute.
I'm [F#] the boss, I'm the handsome, I'm the [A#m] most handsome.
I would tell you about my daddy, [Fm] sometimes, sometimes, _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[A#] _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] but I would kill my bitch.
[D#] I would kill my bitch.
But [F#] I would kill my bitch. _ _ _
Please believe me.
_ [A#m] _ Living in the hood.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Pimpin.
_ _ _ [A#m]
So [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _
[F#] creepy.
_ _ _ _ _ [N]
You said I could talk to you.
Listen to me.
[A#m] Now God, I know I'm standing on something that [F#] could fall right now.
Thank you for letting me see another dream, keeping that sweat up off my eyebrows.
I know I'm surrounded by [A#m] demons, but look at they heart again.
They ain't that bad.
They ain't even my friends, didn't they?
I've got more [F#] punches than Twin Towers got sat punches.
Comma sense [F] above, fuck, I'm working with them sat punches.
It don't take [F#] no damn rocket scientist to see the sun in the sky.
Twin Towers [C#] can't tumble it down so it ain't in the clouds.
Life is just [A#m] like a stabby glitter on it.
One big road up, hundred [E] dollar bill [F#] with a book on it.
Now, you know what I'm saying?
Now, don't feel me now.
They're sucking on a soldier's brain, sedated heavily with no cocaine.
Block that, going to hell with that.
Overseas getting shot the fuck up and they mail you back.
A dear John for your ass via air mail, cardboard box, body bag, and [C#] they give your family a flag.
You cry for [F#] me?
Oh, you tripping.
I got to be honest [D#m] with you, Sergeant.
You give me a gun, I'll probably shoot [F] you.
I ain't your boy, not [A#m] on loan.
I never got that joke.
Forgive me if I don't laugh.
I got [F] some kids to support.
Please [F#] believe me.
What the fuck?
_ _ Jaffte's left.
[F] Open and hold.
[F#] I'm not going to let you go.
I'm not going to let you go.
I'm not going to let you go.
_ _ [A#m] _ _
_ [D#m] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[F#] I'm not going to let you go.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ You live here in the neighborhood of Pagona, you love my money.
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _
You're my bitch, you're my mute, [G#m] you're my prostitute.
I'm [F#] the boss, I'm the handsome, I'm the [A#m] most handsome.
I would tell you about my daddy, [Fm] sometimes, sometimes, _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[A#] _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] but I would kill my bitch.
[D#] I would kill my bitch.
But [F#] I would kill my bitch. _ _ _
Please believe me.
_ [A#m] _ Living in the hood.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Pimpin.
_ _ _ [A#m]
So [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _
[F#] creepy.
_ _ _ _ _ [N]