Chords for Set It Off
Tempo:
84.225 bpm
Chords used:
F
Fm
Eb
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb]
[F]
I'm a TV soldier, New Orleans stunner.
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take everything from her.
Eat how you can, drink the money till you rumble.
I'ma find me some new pussy and buy a 4-runner.
I walk with a limp, feel my nuts heavy.
And I like it from the back so we can budge steady.
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin'.
And mama, I love pussy, but I ain't lickin'.
Not to brag yourself, but [Eb] it's me dickin'.
You don't want it, girl, you don't know what you [F] missin'.
I'm the best boss nigga walkin'.
You ain't heard, I got a team of headbusters waiting to give them the word.
I got a whole new east coast, up here in the west.
Down south in Mid-W, up to the west.
Can't forget about the ghetto when it's struttin' to death.
No matter what I do, though, I love my city.
What's up?
What's up?
[F] What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
I'm a nigga that's housin', this bitch get right.
Fuck what you heard on this beat, it seem more for life.
Still ridin' on dubs, hittin' poundin' mic.
Jump stupid if you want, bitch, we gon' climb tonight.
We got 25 choppers, and this VIP.
Chris Stylin', 40 Jack, and a pound of weed.
I know you'll come to me, then you'll get drunk, and follow me home.
Bitch, you wanna, I'ma give you the first shot of your dawn.
Fuckin' if you want them, bitch, I'll get, they gon' get me too.
And I'm not givin' a fuck, long as I get you.
Tank, fresh, [B] drool, [F] bubba.
You got it, nigga, huh?
Juvia, motherfucker, I'ma play rules.
Execute the plan.
Got a vision of the third wall, rulin' the land.
Pullin' up on hoes, pullin' me, jump in the van.
My keys come break off, just me and my man.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm] What's up?
What's up?
[F] What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
The other 45% be handlin' their weed.
The other [B] 45% be swimmin' in hoes.
[F] The other 45% be playin' their role.
Mr.
Officer, Mr.
Officer.
Take these motherfuckin' cuffs off of us.
He ain't got nobody in his call for us.
And riding on tennis is the law for us.
I ain't from France, but excuse my French.
Fuck your kid, nigga, say that then.
I been dealing with you bitches since way back when.
Plus I kept a fie duck off the layback end.
Say my mama be me and Jay be tight.
Cause you be takin' care of everything alright.
You should see a silver self with a fat ass pipe.
Being followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this [Fm] motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
[F] Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this [Fm] motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[F] What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm] [F]
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm]
[F]
I'm a TV soldier, New Orleans stunner.
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take everything from her.
Eat how you can, drink the money till you rumble.
I'ma find me some new pussy and buy a 4-runner.
I walk with a limp, feel my nuts heavy.
And I like it from the back so we can budge steady.
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin'.
And mama, I love pussy, but I ain't lickin'.
Not to brag yourself, but [Eb] it's me dickin'.
You don't want it, girl, you don't know what you [F] missin'.
I'm the best boss nigga walkin'.
You ain't heard, I got a team of headbusters waiting to give them the word.
I got a whole new east coast, up here in the west.
Down south in Mid-W, up to the west.
Can't forget about the ghetto when it's struttin' to death.
No matter what I do, though, I love my city.
What's up?
What's up?
[F] What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
I'm a nigga that's housin', this bitch get right.
Fuck what you heard on this beat, it seem more for life.
Still ridin' on dubs, hittin' poundin' mic.
Jump stupid if you want, bitch, we gon' climb tonight.
We got 25 choppers, and this VIP.
Chris Stylin', 40 Jack, and a pound of weed.
I know you'll come to me, then you'll get drunk, and follow me home.
Bitch, you wanna, I'ma give you the first shot of your dawn.
Fuckin' if you want them, bitch, I'll get, they gon' get me too.
And I'm not givin' a fuck, long as I get you.
Tank, fresh, [B] drool, [F] bubba.
You got it, nigga, huh?
Juvia, motherfucker, I'ma play rules.
Execute the plan.
Got a vision of the third wall, rulin' the land.
Pullin' up on hoes, pullin' me, jump in the van.
My keys come break off, just me and my man.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm] What's up?
What's up?
[F] What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
The other 45% be handlin' their weed.
The other [B] 45% be swimmin' in hoes.
[F] The other 45% be playin' their role.
Mr.
Officer, Mr.
Officer.
Take these motherfuckin' cuffs off of us.
He ain't got nobody in his call for us.
And riding on tennis is the law for us.
I ain't from France, but excuse my French.
Fuck your kid, nigga, say that then.
I been dealing with you bitches since way back when.
Plus I kept a fie duck off the layback end.
Say my mama be me and Jay be tight.
Cause you be takin' care of everything alright.
You should see a silver self with a fat ass pipe.
Being followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this [Fm] motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
[F] Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this [Fm] motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[F] What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm] [F]
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm]
Key:
F
Fm
Eb
B
F
Fm
Eb
B
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm a TV soldier, New Orleans stunner.
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take everything from her.
Eat how you can, drink the money till you rumble.
I'ma find me some new pussy and buy a 4-runner.
I walk with a limp, feel my nuts heavy.
And I like it from the back so we can budge steady.
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin'.
And mama, I love pussy, but I ain't lickin'.
Not to brag yourself, but [Eb] it's me dickin'.
You don't want it, girl, you don't know what you [F] missin'.
I'm the best boss nigga walkin'.
You ain't heard, I got a team of headbusters waiting to give them the word.
I got a whole new east coast, up here in the west.
Down south in Mid-W, up to the west.
Can't forget about the ghetto when it's struttin' to death.
No matter what I do, though, I love my city.
What's up?
What's up?
[F] What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
I'm a nigga that's housin', this bitch get right.
Fuck what you heard on this beat, it seem more for life.
Still ridin' on dubs, hittin' poundin' mic.
Jump stupid if you want, bitch, we gon' climb tonight.
We got 25 choppers, and this VIP.
Chris Stylin', 40 Jack, and a pound of weed.
I know you'll come to me, then you'll get drunk, and follow me home.
Bitch, you wanna, I'ma give you the first shot of your dawn.
Fuckin' if you want them, bitch, I'll get, they gon' get me too.
And I'm not givin' a fuck, long as I get you.
Tank, fresh, [B] drool, [F] bubba.
You got it, nigga, huh?
Juvia, motherfucker, I'ma play rules.
Execute the plan.
Got a vision of the third wall, rulin' the land.
Pullin' up on hoes, pullin' me, jump in the van.
My keys come break off, just me and my man.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm] What's up?
What's up?
[F] What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker. _ _
The other 45% be handlin' their weed.
The other [B] 45% be swimmin' in hoes.
[F] The other 45% be playin' their role.
Mr.
Officer, Mr.
Officer.
Take these motherfuckin' cuffs off of us.
He ain't got nobody in his call for us.
And riding on tennis is the law for us.
I ain't from France, but excuse my French.
Fuck your kid, nigga, say that then.
I been dealing with you bitches since way back when.
Plus I kept a fie duck off the layback end.
Say my mama be me and Jay be tight.
Cause you be takin' care of everything alright.
You should see a silver self with a fat ass pipe.
Being followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this [Fm] motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
[F] Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up? _ _
_ _ What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker. _ _ _
_ What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this [Fm] motherfucker. _ _ _
_ What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
_ [F] What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let _ it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ Let it off in this motherfucker. _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm a TV soldier, New Orleans stunner.
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take everything from her.
Eat how you can, drink the money till you rumble.
I'ma find me some new pussy and buy a 4-runner.
I walk with a limp, feel my nuts heavy.
And I like it from the back so we can budge steady.
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin'.
And mama, I love pussy, but I ain't lickin'.
Not to brag yourself, but [Eb] it's me dickin'.
You don't want it, girl, you don't know what you [F] missin'.
I'm the best boss nigga walkin'.
You ain't heard, I got a team of headbusters waiting to give them the word.
I got a whole new east coast, up here in the west.
Down south in Mid-W, up to the west.
Can't forget about the ghetto when it's struttin' to death.
No matter what I do, though, I love my city.
What's up?
What's up?
[F] What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
I'm a nigga that's housin', this bitch get right.
Fuck what you heard on this beat, it seem more for life.
Still ridin' on dubs, hittin' poundin' mic.
Jump stupid if you want, bitch, we gon' climb tonight.
We got 25 choppers, and this VIP.
Chris Stylin', 40 Jack, and a pound of weed.
I know you'll come to me, then you'll get drunk, and follow me home.
Bitch, you wanna, I'ma give you the first shot of your dawn.
Fuckin' if you want them, bitch, I'll get, they gon' get me too.
And I'm not givin' a fuck, long as I get you.
Tank, fresh, [B] drool, [F] bubba.
You got it, nigga, huh?
Juvia, motherfucker, I'ma play rules.
Execute the plan.
Got a vision of the third wall, rulin' the land.
Pullin' up on hoes, pullin' me, jump in the van.
My keys come break off, just me and my man.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm] What's up?
What's up?
[F] What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker. _ _
The other 45% be handlin' their weed.
The other [B] 45% be swimmin' in hoes.
[F] The other 45% be playin' their role.
Mr.
Officer, Mr.
Officer.
Take these motherfuckin' cuffs off of us.
He ain't got nobody in his call for us.
And riding on tennis is the law for us.
I ain't from France, but excuse my French.
Fuck your kid, nigga, say that then.
I been dealing with you bitches since way back when.
Plus I kept a fie duck off the layback end.
Say my mama be me and Jay be tight.
Cause you be takin' care of everything alright.
You should see a silver self with a fat ass pipe.
Being followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this [Fm] motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
[F] Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
What's up? _ _
_ _ What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker. _ _ _
_ What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this [Fm] motherfucker. _ _ _
_ What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let it off in this motherfucker.
_ [F] What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Let _ it off in this motherfucker.
[Fm] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ Let it off in this motherfucker. _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _