Chords for Slum Village - Zoom
Tempo:
96.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
F#
E
A
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Yeah, turn it up til it rattle the trunk
Wire him up [A] from the cars to the [G] trucks
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming [E] through, so knuckle up
Yeah, turn it up til it rattle the trunk
Wire him up from the cars to the trucks
Let me take you on this ride, buckle [G] up
Gorilla's coming through, so knuckle up
Yeah, catch me in the tank with the rim spinning
Spin it, sorta looking like a swim miller
And yeah, catch me in the bag, boy, it's so easy
See me, too breezy with three T's
Pop Jammie in the top, whitey black Mustang
See the velvet on the rug, yeah, that's what green is
Keep it bumpin' til the breeze come out
And when the breeze [F#] come out, I put the dick in the mouth
And we gon' do this regardless
Check out his watch, dog, the piece is [Em] flawless
[F#] Yeah, it's I and Jason
Catch us at the live, boy, pussy chasing
Hop in those i-chick, we hop, they low
We roll Hot Wheels, [G] y'all hop on foot, now [F] get it now
[F#] [E] Fat Cat, [E] aka Ronnie Cash
[G] Detroit furnace, first down, quick to blast
Corny motherfuckers steady coming in last
At the finish line, rolling some grass
Piling some toast in the glass
You corny niggas is hoes
Who the fuck made you wanna get aggressive with flows?
Niggas is sauce like pills, berry crescent rolls
Numbers in my bank account includes commas and decimals
Who knows, skos, Ray, Rod, [G] Rodney Cash
Coming through, killing niggas, that's not so
Detroit furnace, you know the clique, we keeping hot, bro
Same niggas over your show, been stealing, speak the truth
So my fans, they got no choice but to feel it
Niggas only freaks with these guns acting tough
Same cocksuckers [F#] go to jail and get
Feeling lucky, duck, step up, rest your luck
Fucking with me, you're guaranteed to stay there
Lil' faggot ass fixing up so you can stay there
[E] Turn it up, till it rattle the trunk
Vibe him up from the car to the truck
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming through, so knuckle up, yeah
Turn it up, till it rattle the trunk
Vibe him up from the car to the truck
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming [G] through, so knuckle up
I never stay inside a car show
Might be a little nigga, don't make me hit you, boy
I knock the wind out, Chicago, you love it when I'm kicking the birds
You know I rip it like my fingerprints was on a spitting clip
When it burst to make them howl, scream
I [F#] deal with my inner demons
More than a hood, deal with them outside on Halloween
But you don't know nothing about that, about that
Get your mouth smacked so hard you fall off guard
Till you bounce back, of course we spin [G] around
Coming through your block's ground, we got a lockdown
Like [F#] two threads intertwined and
[N]
Wire him up [A] from the cars to the [G] trucks
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming [E] through, so knuckle up
Yeah, turn it up til it rattle the trunk
Wire him up from the cars to the trucks
Let me take you on this ride, buckle [G] up
Gorilla's coming through, so knuckle up
Yeah, catch me in the tank with the rim spinning
Spin it, sorta looking like a swim miller
And yeah, catch me in the bag, boy, it's so easy
See me, too breezy with three T's
Pop Jammie in the top, whitey black Mustang
See the velvet on the rug, yeah, that's what green is
Keep it bumpin' til the breeze come out
And when the breeze [F#] come out, I put the dick in the mouth
And we gon' do this regardless
Check out his watch, dog, the piece is [Em] flawless
[F#] Yeah, it's I and Jason
Catch us at the live, boy, pussy chasing
Hop in those i-chick, we hop, they low
We roll Hot Wheels, [G] y'all hop on foot, now [F] get it now
[F#] [E] Fat Cat, [E] aka Ronnie Cash
[G] Detroit furnace, first down, quick to blast
Corny motherfuckers steady coming in last
At the finish line, rolling some grass
Piling some toast in the glass
You corny niggas is hoes
Who the fuck made you wanna get aggressive with flows?
Niggas is sauce like pills, berry crescent rolls
Numbers in my bank account includes commas and decimals
Who knows, skos, Ray, Rod, [G] Rodney Cash
Coming through, killing niggas, that's not so
Detroit furnace, you know the clique, we keeping hot, bro
Same niggas over your show, been stealing, speak the truth
So my fans, they got no choice but to feel it
Niggas only freaks with these guns acting tough
Same cocksuckers [F#] go to jail and get
Feeling lucky, duck, step up, rest your luck
Fucking with me, you're guaranteed to stay there
Lil' faggot ass fixing up so you can stay there
[E] Turn it up, till it rattle the trunk
Vibe him up from the car to the truck
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming through, so knuckle up, yeah
Turn it up, till it rattle the trunk
Vibe him up from the car to the truck
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming [G] through, so knuckle up
I never stay inside a car show
Might be a little nigga, don't make me hit you, boy
I knock the wind out, Chicago, you love it when I'm kicking the birds
You know I rip it like my fingerprints was on a spitting clip
When it burst to make them howl, scream
I [F#] deal with my inner demons
More than a hood, deal with them outside on Halloween
But you don't know nothing about that, about that
Get your mouth smacked so hard you fall off guard
Till you bounce back, of course we spin [G] around
Coming through your block's ground, we got a lockdown
Like [F#] two threads intertwined and
[N]
Key:
G
F#
E
A
Em
G
F#
E
_ _ _ _ Yeah, turn it up til it rattle the trunk
Wire him up [A] from the cars to the [G] trucks
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming [E] through, so knuckle up
Yeah, turn it up til it rattle the trunk
Wire him up from the cars to the trucks
Let me take you on this ride, buckle [G] up
Gorilla's coming through, so knuckle up
Yeah, catch me in the tank with the rim spinning
Spin it, sorta looking like a swim miller
And yeah, catch me in the bag, boy, it's so easy
See me, too breezy with three T's
Pop Jammie in the top, whitey black Mustang
See the velvet on the rug, yeah, that's what green is
Keep it bumpin' til the breeze come out
And when the breeze [F#] come out, I put the dick in the mouth
And we gon' do this regardless
Check out his watch, dog, the piece is [Em] flawless
[F#] Yeah, it's I and Jason
Catch us at the live, boy, pussy chasing
Hop in those i-chick, we hop, they low
We roll Hot Wheels, [G] y'all hop on foot, now [F] get it now
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] Fat Cat, [E] aka Ronnie Cash
[G] Detroit furnace, first down, quick to blast
Corny motherfuckers steady coming in last
At the finish line, rolling some grass
Piling some toast in the glass
You corny niggas is hoes
Who the fuck made you wanna get aggressive with flows?
Niggas is sauce like pills, berry crescent rolls
Numbers in my bank account includes commas and decimals
Who knows, skos, Ray, Rod, [G] Rodney Cash
Coming through, killing niggas, that's not so
Detroit furnace, you know the clique, we keeping hot, bro
Same niggas over your show, been stealing, speak the truth
So my fans, they got no choice but to feel it
Niggas only freaks with these guns acting tough
Same cocksuckers [F#] go to jail and get
Feeling lucky, duck, step up, rest your luck
Fucking with me, you're guaranteed to stay there
Lil' faggot ass fixing up so you can stay there
[E] Turn it up, till it rattle the trunk
Vibe him up from the car to the truck
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming through, so knuckle up, yeah
Turn it up, till it rattle the trunk
Vibe him up from the car to the truck
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming [G] through, so knuckle up
I never stay inside a car show
Might be a little nigga, don't make me hit you, boy
I knock the wind out, Chicago, you love it when I'm kicking the birds
You know I rip it like my fingerprints was on a spitting clip
When it burst to make them howl, scream
I [F#] deal with my inner demons
More than a hood, deal with them outside on Halloween
But you don't know nothing about that, about that
Get your mouth smacked so hard you fall off guard
Till you bounce back, of course we spin [G] around
Coming through your block's ground, we got a lockdown
Like [F#] two threads intertwined and _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
Wire him up [A] from the cars to the [G] trucks
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming [E] through, so knuckle up
Yeah, turn it up til it rattle the trunk
Wire him up from the cars to the trucks
Let me take you on this ride, buckle [G] up
Gorilla's coming through, so knuckle up
Yeah, catch me in the tank with the rim spinning
Spin it, sorta looking like a swim miller
And yeah, catch me in the bag, boy, it's so easy
See me, too breezy with three T's
Pop Jammie in the top, whitey black Mustang
See the velvet on the rug, yeah, that's what green is
Keep it bumpin' til the breeze come out
And when the breeze [F#] come out, I put the dick in the mouth
And we gon' do this regardless
Check out his watch, dog, the piece is [Em] flawless
[F#] Yeah, it's I and Jason
Catch us at the live, boy, pussy chasing
Hop in those i-chick, we hop, they low
We roll Hot Wheels, [G] y'all hop on foot, now [F] get it now
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] Fat Cat, [E] aka Ronnie Cash
[G] Detroit furnace, first down, quick to blast
Corny motherfuckers steady coming in last
At the finish line, rolling some grass
Piling some toast in the glass
You corny niggas is hoes
Who the fuck made you wanna get aggressive with flows?
Niggas is sauce like pills, berry crescent rolls
Numbers in my bank account includes commas and decimals
Who knows, skos, Ray, Rod, [G] Rodney Cash
Coming through, killing niggas, that's not so
Detroit furnace, you know the clique, we keeping hot, bro
Same niggas over your show, been stealing, speak the truth
So my fans, they got no choice but to feel it
Niggas only freaks with these guns acting tough
Same cocksuckers [F#] go to jail and get
Feeling lucky, duck, step up, rest your luck
Fucking with me, you're guaranteed to stay there
Lil' faggot ass fixing up so you can stay there
[E] Turn it up, till it rattle the trunk
Vibe him up from the car to the truck
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming through, so knuckle up, yeah
Turn it up, till it rattle the trunk
Vibe him up from the car to the truck
Let me take you on this ride, buckle up
Gorilla's coming [G] through, so knuckle up
I never stay inside a car show
Might be a little nigga, don't make me hit you, boy
I knock the wind out, Chicago, you love it when I'm kicking the birds
You know I rip it like my fingerprints was on a spitting clip
When it burst to make them howl, scream
I [F#] deal with my inner demons
More than a hood, deal with them outside on Halloween
But you don't know nothing about that, about that
Get your mouth smacked so hard you fall off guard
Till you bounce back, of course we spin [G] around
Coming through your block's ground, we got a lockdown
Like [F#] two threads intertwined and _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _