Chords for Snootie Wild ft. Yo Gotti - Yayo (Official Video)
Tempo:
105.05 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
F
Bb
C
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Fm]
[Bb] [Ab]
[Fm]
[Bb] [Fm]
[C] [F]
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[F] [Fm]
Yeah, I just said yeah yo, take that like that candy cane but why that in the pistol?
And why you tryna play me, you know you sellin' wapo
[Bb] When you with the boss, then [Ab] I got to say [F] so
[Fm] Oh no, hit me licks like oh no, countin' all the mula people, you can call it mucho
Cause I be rockin' all the people, [D] movin' with like macho
I be eatin' nacho, cheese, [F] guapo, and [Fm] brato
[F] Holla at amigo, and he gon' get them bricks and wrap them tighter than burritos
[Fm] I let him know I need it for the [Bb] Lord, he need it pronto
[Ab] He gon' chip him off, torpedo
[Fm] Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Every time he hit the block that hoes he be on go-go
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah [C] yo
Every time [F] he hit the block that hoes he be on go-go
[Fm] And if you try to rhyme and swear to [F] God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
[Fm] Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Trappin', doin' good, I'm servin' junkies at the people
Law, oh no, sir you that's a no-go
But since you niggas act as I may shoot you like some B-roll
I got killers on my payroll, no sleep I'm on no-dose
On my power wall shit I'm tippin' with that 4-4
Mr.
Thousand 8 grams, Mr.
Prices they [Ab] too high for me
I love all my young niggas, I know they'll die for [Fm] me
Bang, plus 5 for me, cocaine in my county
Cuz truck [F] that loud, we on multiple [Fm] pounds for me
Woo, yeah yo, [F] cars white like mayo
C's white like whipped cream, rims on like marshmallows
[Fm] Yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Every time he hit the block that hoe she be on go-mo
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
Yeah yo, all I know he yeah [C] yo
Every time [F] he hit the block that hoe she be on go [Fm]-mo
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no [C]-no
Suck up in [N] the moka, and you nigga know [Fm] so
All I know he yeah yo
[F] All I [Fm] know he yeah yo
[Bb] All I know he yeah yo
[C] [F]
[Fm]
[F]
[Bb] [Ab]
[Fm]
[Bb] [Fm]
[C] [F]
[Fm]
[F] [Fm]
Yeah, I just said yeah yo, take that like that candy cane but why that in the pistol?
And why you tryna play me, you know you sellin' wapo
[Bb] When you with the boss, then [Ab] I got to say [F] so
[Fm] Oh no, hit me licks like oh no, countin' all the mula people, you can call it mucho
Cause I be rockin' all the people, [D] movin' with like macho
I be eatin' nacho, cheese, [F] guapo, and [Fm] brato
[F] Holla at amigo, and he gon' get them bricks and wrap them tighter than burritos
[Fm] I let him know I need it for the [Bb] Lord, he need it pronto
[Ab] He gon' chip him off, torpedo
[Fm] Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Every time he hit the block that hoes he be on go-go
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah [C] yo
Every time [F] he hit the block that hoes he be on go-go
[Fm] And if you try to rhyme and swear to [F] God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
[Fm] Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Trappin', doin' good, I'm servin' junkies at the people
Law, oh no, sir you that's a no-go
But since you niggas act as I may shoot you like some B-roll
I got killers on my payroll, no sleep I'm on no-dose
On my power wall shit I'm tippin' with that 4-4
Mr.
Thousand 8 grams, Mr.
Prices they [Ab] too high for me
I love all my young niggas, I know they'll die for [Fm] me
Bang, plus 5 for me, cocaine in my county
Cuz truck [F] that loud, we on multiple [Fm] pounds for me
Woo, yeah yo, [F] cars white like mayo
C's white like whipped cream, rims on like marshmallows
[Fm] Yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Every time he hit the block that hoe she be on go-mo
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
Yeah yo, all I know he yeah [C] yo
Every time [F] he hit the block that hoe she be on go [Fm]-mo
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no [C]-no
Suck up in [N] the moka, and you nigga know [Fm] so
All I know he yeah yo
[F] All I [Fm] know he yeah yo
[Bb] All I know he yeah yo
[C] [F]
[Fm]
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Key:
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_ _ Yeah, I just said yeah yo, take that like that candy cane but why that in the pistol?
And why you tryna play me, you know you sellin' wapo
[Bb] When you with the boss, then [Ab] I got to say [F] so
[Fm] Oh no, hit me licks like oh no, countin' all the mula people, you can call it mucho
Cause I be rockin' all the people, [D] movin' with like macho
I be eatin' nacho, cheese, [F] guapo, and [Fm] brato
[F] Holla at amigo, and he gon' get them bricks and wrap them tighter than burritos
[Fm] I let him know I need it for the [Bb] Lord, he need it pronto
[Ab] He gon' chip him off, _ torpedo
[Fm] Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Every time he hit the block that hoes he be on go-go
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah [C] yo
Every time [F] he hit the block that hoes he be on go-go
[Fm] And if you try to rhyme and swear to [F] God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
[Fm] Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Trappin', doin' good, I'm servin' junkies at the people
Law, oh no, sir you that's a no-go
But since you niggas act as I may shoot you like some B-roll
I got killers on my payroll, no sleep I'm on no-dose
On my power wall shit I'm tippin' with that 4-4
Mr.
Thousand 8 grams, Mr.
Prices they [Ab] too high for me
I love all my young niggas, I know they'll die for [Fm] me
Bang, plus 5 for me, cocaine in my county
Cuz truck [F] that loud, we on multiple [Fm] pounds for me
Woo, yeah yo, [F] cars white like mayo
C's white like whipped cream, rims on like marshmallows
_ [Fm] Yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Every time he hit the block that hoe she be on go-mo
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
Yeah yo, all I know he yeah [C] yo
Every time [F] he hit the block that hoe she be on go [Fm]-mo
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no [C]-no
Suck up in [N] the moka, and you nigga know [Fm] so
_ _ All I know he yeah yo
_ [F] _ All I [Fm] know he yeah yo _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ All I know he yeah yo _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Yeah, I just said yeah yo, take that like that candy cane but why that in the pistol?
And why you tryna play me, you know you sellin' wapo
[Bb] When you with the boss, then [Ab] I got to say [F] so
[Fm] Oh no, hit me licks like oh no, countin' all the mula people, you can call it mucho
Cause I be rockin' all the people, [D] movin' with like macho
I be eatin' nacho, cheese, [F] guapo, and [Fm] brato
[F] Holla at amigo, and he gon' get them bricks and wrap them tighter than burritos
[Fm] I let him know I need it for the [Bb] Lord, he need it pronto
[Ab] He gon' chip him off, _ torpedo
[Fm] Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Every time he hit the block that hoes he be on go-go
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah [C] yo
Every time [F] he hit the block that hoes he be on go-go
[Fm] And if you try to rhyme and swear to [F] God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
[Fm] Ay, yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Trappin', doin' good, I'm servin' junkies at the people
Law, oh no, sir you that's a no-go
But since you niggas act as I may shoot you like some B-roll
I got killers on my payroll, no sleep I'm on no-dose
On my power wall shit I'm tippin' with that 4-4
Mr.
Thousand 8 grams, Mr.
Prices they [Ab] too high for me
I love all my young niggas, I know they'll die for [Fm] me
Bang, plus 5 for me, cocaine in my county
Cuz truck [F] that loud, we on multiple [Fm] pounds for me
Woo, yeah yo, [F] cars white like mayo
C's white like whipped cream, rims on like marshmallows
_ [Fm] Yeah yo, all I know he yeah yo
Every time he hit the block that hoe she be on go-mo
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no-no
Suck up in the moka, and you nigga know so
Yeah yo, all I know he yeah [C] yo
Every time [F] he hit the block that hoe she be on go [Fm]-mo
And if you try to rhyme and swear to God, that be a no [C]-no
Suck up in [N] the moka, and you nigga know [Fm] so
_ _ All I know he yeah yo
_ [F] _ All I [Fm] know he yeah yo _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ All I know he yeah yo _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
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