Chords for Slum Village - Things We Do
Tempo:
89.6 bpm
Chords used:
E
Bbm
Ab
Fm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [Eb]
[Bbm] [Abm] I got a rhyme [Ab] for those dudes who lie about me [Fm] and mine
Yo, run it [E] back, run it back I got [Bb] a rhyme [Bbm] for those dudes who lie about
[Db] me and mine I squeeze [Eb] them nines from behind the blinds
I leave you [Ab] flat in the grind in the pine [Fm] box I'm not a killer [E] with mine
But I [B] get [Db] rid of a nigga to get a piece of mine
If you got [Eb] the bars, separate me from mine I must be dope [Abm] for you to steal my style
[F] Try to take my [Ab] sound Yo, run it back, run it back
I must be dope [Bbm] for you to steal my style Try to take my sound
You don't [Ab] want those pieces out Better yet, you better kneel in church
[F] Throw monkeys' hearth through the [E] hole through your Dietrich's fur
[Bbm] Your little style that you got is so minimal That [Db] you're ready to swing [Eb] blows with a criminal's
[Ab] [Fm] [E]
[Ab] [Eb]
[E]
[Bb] [Bbm] [Ebm] You heard the click, push the scourge and whips
Lose [Fm] Sherwin's kicks, two [E] words, I'm sick Run it [Bbm] back, I'm sick, every verse I spit
That I curse with grit I find the [Ab] words that fit
They come together like holes on a curve for dick
[F] I'm gonna urge the trick for them [E] services Call me sir, but if you [Bbm] prefer this
Get served in twists, [Ebm] whoa, nervousness I'll curtain piss on any nigga that's lame
Call me [Fm] sick and insane Talk to [E] chickens for [Ab] brains
Shit is thick in the [Bbm] range When I click and I bang
You can pick up your frame [Ebm] Till you lift it in shame
They throw me down quite quick Like a wick when in flame
I'm in the [F] wickedest game Run it back, [E] wickedest game
Get [Bbm] sticked to your chain Slump to the pillar
Your head under the pillar Why?
[Ab] It's like [Eb] that shit
[Fm] [E]
[Ab] [Ebm]
[F] [E]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[F] [Em]
[Gb] [Ab] Let [Eb] me know when y'all ready
[C] [E]
[Bb] [B]
[Abm] [Fm] [E]
[Bbm] [Ab] [Abm]
Yeah, yeah, you look and stare I see you [Fm] shook in prayer
I [E] busted you, bang, they [Bbm] cuffing who?
What you gonna do?
You [Abm]
hold the crowds, I don't need to clip to [Fm] bust your lip
I [E] run your shit with a [Bbm] swift fist
If you gon' suck the shit, I [Ab] aim it quick You [Abm] better run cus I don't miss
[Fm] [E] [Bbm]
[Bbm] [Abm] I got a rhyme [Ab] for those dudes who lie about me [Fm] and mine
Yo, run it [E] back, run it back I got [Bb] a rhyme [Bbm] for those dudes who lie about
[Db] me and mine I squeeze [Eb] them nines from behind the blinds
I leave you [Ab] flat in the grind in the pine [Fm] box I'm not a killer [E] with mine
But I [B] get [Db] rid of a nigga to get a piece of mine
If you got [Eb] the bars, separate me from mine I must be dope [Abm] for you to steal my style
[F] Try to take my [Ab] sound Yo, run it back, run it back
I must be dope [Bbm] for you to steal my style Try to take my sound
You don't [Ab] want those pieces out Better yet, you better kneel in church
[F] Throw monkeys' hearth through the [E] hole through your Dietrich's fur
[Bbm] Your little style that you got is so minimal That [Db] you're ready to swing [Eb] blows with a criminal's
[Ab] [Fm] [E]
[Ab] [Eb]
[E]
[Bb] [Bbm] [Ebm] You heard the click, push the scourge and whips
Lose [Fm] Sherwin's kicks, two [E] words, I'm sick Run it [Bbm] back, I'm sick, every verse I spit
That I curse with grit I find the [Ab] words that fit
They come together like holes on a curve for dick
[F] I'm gonna urge the trick for them [E] services Call me sir, but if you [Bbm] prefer this
Get served in twists, [Ebm] whoa, nervousness I'll curtain piss on any nigga that's lame
Call me [Fm] sick and insane Talk to [E] chickens for [Ab] brains
Shit is thick in the [Bbm] range When I click and I bang
You can pick up your frame [Ebm] Till you lift it in shame
They throw me down quite quick Like a wick when in flame
I'm in the [F] wickedest game Run it back, [E] wickedest game
Get [Bbm] sticked to your chain Slump to the pillar
Your head under the pillar Why?
[Ab] It's like [Eb] that shit
[Fm] [E]
[Ab] [Ebm]
[F] [E]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[F] [Em]
[Gb] [Ab] Let [Eb] me know when y'all ready
[C] [E]
[Bb] [B]
[Abm] [Fm] [E]
[Bbm] [Ab] [Abm]
Yeah, yeah, you look and stare I see you [Fm] shook in prayer
I [E] busted you, bang, they [Bbm] cuffing who?
What you gonna do?
You [Abm]
hold the crowds, I don't need to clip to [Fm] bust your lip
I [E] run your shit with a [Bbm] swift fist
If you gon' suck the shit, I [Ab] aim it quick You [Abm] better run cus I don't miss
[Fm] [E] [Bbm]
Key:
E
Bbm
Ab
Fm
F
E
Bbm
Ab
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ I got a rhyme [Ab] for those dudes who lie about me [Fm] and mine
Yo, run it [E] back, run it back I got [Bb] a rhyme [Bbm] for those dudes who lie about
[Db] me and mine I squeeze [Eb] them nines from behind the blinds
I leave you [Ab] flat in the grind in the pine [Fm] box I'm not a killer [E] with mine
But I [B] get [Db] rid of a nigga to get a piece of mine
If you got [Eb] the bars, separate me from mine I must be dope [Abm] for you to steal my style
[F] Try to take my [Ab] sound Yo, run it back, run it back
I must be dope [Bbm] for you to steal my style Try to take my sound
You don't [Ab] want those pieces out Better yet, you better kneel in church
[F] Throw monkeys' hearth through the [E] hole through your Dietrich's fur
[Bbm] Your little style that you got is so minimal That [Db] you're ready to swing [Eb] blows with a criminal's
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bb] _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ You heard the click, push the scourge and whips
Lose [Fm] Sherwin's kicks, two [E] words, I'm sick Run it [Bbm] back, I'm sick, every verse I spit
That I curse with grit I find the [Ab] words that fit
They come together like holes on a curve for dick
[F] I'm gonna urge the trick for them [E] services Call me sir, but if you [Bbm] prefer this
Get served in twists, [Ebm] whoa, nervousness I'll curtain piss on any nigga that's lame
Call me [Fm] sick and insane Talk to [E] chickens for [Ab] brains
Shit is thick in the [Bbm] range When I click and I bang
You can pick up your frame [Ebm] Till you lift it in shame
They throw me down quite quick Like a wick when in flame
I'm in the [F] wickedest game Run it back, [E] wickedest game
Get [Bbm] sticked to your chain Slump to the pillar
Your head under the pillar Why?
[Ab] It's like [Eb] that shit
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Gb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ Let [Eb] me know when y'all ready
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Abm] _
Yeah, yeah, you look and stare I see you [Fm] shook in prayer
I [E] busted you, bang, they [Bbm] cuffing who?
What you gonna do?
You _ [Abm] _ _
hold the crowds, I don't need to clip to [Fm] bust your lip
I [E] run your shit with a [Bbm] swift fist
If you gon' suck the shit, I [Ab] aim it quick You [Abm] better run cus I don't miss
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ I got a rhyme [Ab] for those dudes who lie about me [Fm] and mine
Yo, run it [E] back, run it back I got [Bb] a rhyme [Bbm] for those dudes who lie about
[Db] me and mine I squeeze [Eb] them nines from behind the blinds
I leave you [Ab] flat in the grind in the pine [Fm] box I'm not a killer [E] with mine
But I [B] get [Db] rid of a nigga to get a piece of mine
If you got [Eb] the bars, separate me from mine I must be dope [Abm] for you to steal my style
[F] Try to take my [Ab] sound Yo, run it back, run it back
I must be dope [Bbm] for you to steal my style Try to take my sound
You don't [Ab] want those pieces out Better yet, you better kneel in church
[F] Throw monkeys' hearth through the [E] hole through your Dietrich's fur
[Bbm] Your little style that you got is so minimal That [Db] you're ready to swing [Eb] blows with a criminal's
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bb] _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ You heard the click, push the scourge and whips
Lose [Fm] Sherwin's kicks, two [E] words, I'm sick Run it [Bbm] back, I'm sick, every verse I spit
That I curse with grit I find the [Ab] words that fit
They come together like holes on a curve for dick
[F] I'm gonna urge the trick for them [E] services Call me sir, but if you [Bbm] prefer this
Get served in twists, [Ebm] whoa, nervousness I'll curtain piss on any nigga that's lame
Call me [Fm] sick and insane Talk to [E] chickens for [Ab] brains
Shit is thick in the [Bbm] range When I click and I bang
You can pick up your frame [Ebm] Till you lift it in shame
They throw me down quite quick Like a wick when in flame
I'm in the [F] wickedest game Run it back, [E] wickedest game
Get [Bbm] sticked to your chain Slump to the pillar
Your head under the pillar Why?
[Ab] It's like [Eb] that shit
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Gb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ Let [Eb] me know when y'all ready
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Abm] _
Yeah, yeah, you look and stare I see you [Fm] shook in prayer
I [E] busted you, bang, they [Bbm] cuffing who?
What you gonna do?
You _ [Abm] _ _
hold the crowds, I don't need to clip to [Fm] bust your lip
I [E] run your shit with a [Bbm] swift fist
If you gon' suck the shit, I [Ab] aim it quick You [Abm] better run cus I don't miss
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _