Chords for T.I. - Writer ft. Translee, B.o.B

Tempo:
144.25 bpm
Chords used:

Fm

Bbm

Gb

Ab

Eb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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T.I. - Writer ft. Translee, B.o.B chords
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[Ab] [Fm] [Eb]
[Fm]
[Db] [Ab]
[Fm] I am Jason's as a rider.
I just [Bb] want to ask what y'all [Fm] asking pretty boy saying with the park happen keeping up I should hang with the Kardashian
I [Bbm] am Jason's [Fm] as a rider.
What up brother?
Yo, [Gb] just [F] like Bird had Weezy, Jay had Easy, Pac had Phoenix, Club had Meezy, Shrimp had Meachie, Coach had Jesus, Dre had [Gb] Easy, y'all got [Fm] Leesy.
[Ab] I am Jason's as a rider.
[Fm] [Gb] Been riding [F] my life in these songs.
I feel like I'm right in [Eb] these wrongs.
Oh, we [Fm] need a Pac, but he's gone.
So I'm at the door.
[Bbm] I'm like, it's [Fm] not only me, but the team strong.
Been knocking and pounding like [Gb] King Kong.
I guess [F] we'll come back when you leave [Eb] home.
[Bbm] I am Jason's [Fm] as a rider.
I'm chilling, I'm smoking in Keystone.
I ride cause I want me a [B] beach home.
I ride [Fm] cause I'm selling a G-code.
I ride in a butt nigga [Gb] free zone.
[Fm] 100%.
Everybody won't get it.
Everybody won't get it.
[Gb]
[Fm] Riding is a heavy job.
Infiltrate the youth and help [Eb] them get a job.
Help them [Fm] start a business, help them stay alive, help them help themselves and help [Gb] an owner ride.
[Fm] [Ab] I am Jason's as a rider.
[Fm] Don't know what you be talking bout.
[Db] Don't know [Fm] what you be talking bout.
You said you can't listen to me.
Watch them pop a bitch, shut your mouth.
[Ebm] Don't know [Fm] what you be talkin bout.
You said you can't listen to me.
[Gb] I am Jason's [Fm] as a rider.
Lookin' lookin' you the neighborhood watch [Bb] Why you wifin' up the [Ab] neighborhood thot?
[Fm] Where I'm from, now I'm makin' to the top Where I'm from, [Gb] go twelve, thanks to [Fm] crooked cops
All out of favors, I'm all out of papers I can't be a doctor, I'm all out of patience
Niggas be steady, false claimin' I swear I don't [B] rap, I just walk in and [Fm] say shit
I say the shit they afraid to say They say the shit they get paid to say
I do the shit on the day to day Fuck on your hoe with my label mates
Out of Dubai when I lay away Come back for that [Db] pussy that's layaway
[Fm] She blew me so long I ain't see her face King of the [Gb] jungle, the woman [Fm] way
LeBron James, I'ma ring away She blow my [Eb] phone and it ring [Fm] away
My car hard and my seat soft Either way you flip it, it's a pretty yay
Rich enough to eat my own cake I [Bbm] turn to Ant and it [Fm] mate
Same shit, different day Elevate, jump a good and all bitch stay back
[Bbm]
[Fm] [Db]
[Fm] [Bb]
[Fm] [Bbm]
[Fm] [Bbm]
[Fm] I'ma tell you [Ab] don't know me, and you said I'm a liar
[Bbm] My ambitions [Fm] I get
Narrated, cultured, curated Middle [Eb] finger for a pure [Ab] hater
Back when I don't care, drive [Fm] elevators I was a young dope boy, I delegated him
You see, I've learned it ain't what you do Man, I'm more concerned [Gb] with your [Fm] motivation
Easy E, pop B.I..G. And P.O. [Bb].C., I [Fm] celebrate him I got a dope game and I was on the field You niggas [Bbm] commentatin', either [Fm] tailgatin' Either tellin' somethin' Better mind your business Before somebody get your belly popped Better tell her somethin' Hit your trap queen [Bbm] too, you ain't fed her [Fm] well See, that why I be writing, cause it's therapeutic I defer [Gb] time, so my mind [Fm] pass Say so many murders in the night And when I go to sleep, I [G] can't help but rewind [Fm] back I keep dreaming about having dime bags And crack in the nine, as I'm grind pad cop On probation, they get behind me, turn their lights on Show that I ain't even stopped And it ended the same I write till I run [Bbm] out of ghetto, and I wake up Don't know anything, you said [Fm] the kid is in [Gb] fire This [Fm] is Azarath [Db] Don't know anything, [F] you said the kid [Bb] is dumb Don't know what [Fm] you be talkin' bout Don't even know what you be talkin' [Bbm] bout [Fm] Don't even know what you be talkin' [Bbm] bout What's the problem, [Fm] dude? Don't even know what you be talkin' [Bbm] bout Don't know [Ab] anything, you said the kid is [Bbm] in fire I am Jason Zaza-Rath [Fm] I [Ebm] [Fm]
[Bbm]
[Ab] [Fm] [Db] am Jason [F] Zaza-Rath
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Fm
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Bbm
13421111
Gb
134211112
Ab
134211114
Eb
12341116
Fm
123111111
Bbm
13421111
Gb
134211112
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[Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ [Ab] _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ I am Jason's as a rider.
_ _ I just [Bb] want to ask what y'all [Fm] asking pretty boy saying with the park happen keeping up I should hang with the Kardashian
_ I _ [Bbm] am Jason's [Fm] as a rider.
What up brother?
Yo, [Gb] just [F] like Bird had Weezy, Jay had Easy, Pac had Phoenix, Club had Meezy, Shrimp had Meachie, Coach had Jesus, Dre had [Gb] Easy, y'all got [Fm] Leesy.
_ _ _ _ [Ab] I am Jason's as a rider.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] Been riding [F] my life in these songs.
I feel like I'm right in [Eb] these wrongs.
Oh, we [Fm] need a Pac, but he's gone.
So I'm at the door.
[Bbm] I'm like, it's [Fm] not only me, but the team strong.
Been knocking and pounding like [Gb] King Kong.
I guess [F] we'll come back when you leave [Eb] home.
_ [Bbm] I am Jason's [Fm] as a rider.
I'm chilling, I'm smoking in Keystone.
I ride cause I want me a [B] beach home.
I ride [Fm] cause I'm selling a G-code.
I ride in a butt nigga [Gb] free zone. _
[Fm] 100%.
_ Everybody _ _ won't get it.
Everybody won't get it.
_ [Gb] _ _
[Fm] Riding is a heavy job.
Infiltrate the youth and help [Eb] them get a job.
Help them [Fm] start a business, help them stay alive, help them help themselves and help [Gb] an owner ride.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] I am Jason's as a rider.
[Fm] _ _ _ Don't know what you be talking bout.
_ _ [Db] Don't know [Fm] what you _ be talking bout.
You said you can't listen to me.
Watch them pop a bitch, shut your mouth.
_ _ [Ebm] Don't know [Fm] what you be talkin bout.
You said you can't listen to me.
[Gb] I am Jason's [Fm] as a rider.
Lookin' lookin' you the neighborhood watch [Bb] Why you wifin' up the [Ab] neighborhood thot?
[Fm] Where I'm from, now I'm makin' to the top Where I'm from, [Gb] go twelve, thanks to [Fm] crooked cops
All out of favors, I'm all out of papers I can't be a doctor, I'm all out of patience
Niggas be steady, false claimin' I swear I don't [B] rap, I just walk in and [Fm] say shit
I say the shit they afraid to say They say the shit they get paid to say
I do the shit on the day to day Fuck on your hoe with my label mates
Out of Dubai when I lay away Come back for that [Db] pussy that's layaway
[Fm] She blew me so long I ain't see her face King of the [Gb] jungle, the woman [Fm] way
LeBron James, I'ma ring away She blow my [Eb] phone and it ring [Fm] away
My car hard and my seat soft Either way you flip it, it's a pretty yay
Rich enough to eat my own cake I [Bbm] turn to Ant and it [Fm] mate
Same shit, different day Elevate, jump a good and all bitch stay back
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ I'ma tell you _ [Ab] don't know me, and you said I'm a liar
[Bbm] My ambitions [Fm] I get
Narrated, cultured, curated Middle [Eb] finger for a pure [Ab] hater
Back when I don't care, drive [Fm] elevators I was a young dope boy, I delegated him
You see, I've learned it ain't what you do Man, I'm more concerned [Gb] with your [Fm] motivation
Easy E, pop B.I..G. And P.O. [Bb].C., I [Fm] celebrate him I got a dope game and I was on the field You niggas [Bbm] commentatin', either [Fm] tailgatin' Either tellin' somethin' Better mind your business Before somebody get your belly popped Better tell her somethin' Hit your trap queen [Bbm] too, you ain't fed her [Fm] well See, that why I be writing, cause it's therapeutic I defer [Gb] time, so my mind [Fm] pass Say so many murders in the night And when I go to sleep, I [G] can't help but rewind [Fm] back I keep dreaming about having dime bags And crack in the nine, as I'm grind pad cop On probation, they get behind me, turn their lights on Show that I ain't even stopped And it ended the same I write till I run [Bbm] out of ghetto, and I wake up _ _ _ Don't know anything, you said [Fm] the kid is in [Gb] fire This [Fm] is Azarath _ _ _ [Db] Don't know anything, [F] you said the kid [Bb] is dumb Don't know what [Fm] you be talkin' bout Don't even know what you be talkin' [Bbm] bout [Fm] _ Don't even know what you be talkin' [Bbm] bout What's the problem, [Fm] dude? Don't even know what you be talkin' [Bbm] bout Don't know [Ab] anything, you said the kid is [Bbm] in fire I am Jason Zaza-Rath [Fm] I _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Db] am Jason [F] Zaza-Rath _ _ _ _ _ _

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