Chords for Tee Grizzley - Robbery Part 3 [Official Video]

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Tee Grizzley - Robbery Part 3 [Official Video] chords
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[C#] [Fm] [F] [Fm]
[C#] [Fm] On a prison bus, can't [F] jump out the window, what's the gate?
See it in my face, I got an L in the state [Fm] Thinking to myself, I could've [C#] took them bitches
on the chase COs on board, shit, you ain't the same race
[F] One of them said, what [A#] happened?
I thought you was big [F] time I told him karma came back, I had to get mine
I hit the cell [C#] by myself, really sick now But this [F] what it is when you the opposite
of sick A month [Fm] passed, I been tryna call my bitch
[F] She ain't picking up, I sent some niggas to her crib
[Fm] I left all my money with that bitch [C#] Lawyers gotta get paid [C] and ain't no money
on my city [Fm] She picked up, like nigga [A#] you ain't realize I'm [F] leaving?
But I got you, [A#] I know you [Fm] hurting and you need it
I gave your mama 50, but the rest of that I'm keeping
Nigga you got life, where you at you ain't gonna need it
She hung up, I felt them words in my chest [F] My mama out here tripping, now she playing
with a chick I love her, but I [Fm] know she ain't really got
my best [C#] See the type to buy a vent, [Cm] hit the mall,
blow the rent [Fm]
Everybody after that I caught shitting on
[F] I know the bros [F] doing bad, they dependent on me
I'm in here with a [Fm] sword, I'm around different [C#] humps
Can't hide that I gotta hit the yard with it all
[Fm] Years passed and I ain't get no visits, no mail
Ain't got no hope [F] of getting out, cause I [Fm] won't tell
Before this prison bill, I ain't taking no pills
Came back from yard and nigga cleared out my whole cell
They tryna get [A#] to me at work, I'm on tour I told my neighbor, let [F] me holla at you real
quick I said I got a [A#] band, tell me who hit the
lick [C#] A good spin move, [Fm] I ain't gonna get this
nigga sick [F] He like, that's a [Fm] bit, but I only know
her one [F] name He in cell 30, go there, you might not come
back This the number where [Fm] I need you to send that
[C#] one stack 313, [C] I walked away on this [F] dumbass
I'm about to fuck the [Fm] yard up Fuck it up, turn [F] niggas doing dirty
Whoever in cell 30 getting carved up I'm feeling like [Fm] I went dead, let me [C#] charge
up Still doing [C] drills, niggas better have they
guard up [Fm] I blow down on cell 30 and it's over
But ain't nobody here, [G] I moved in, bitch I'm posting
Later on, [Fm] niggas came back, but they ain't [C#] notice
I came from behind [C] a nigga locker, now they [Fm] frozen
The first [C#] nigga in his neck, he start [Fm] choking The other nigga threw [G] his hands up like he
[Fm] posing Put that metal to [C#] that nigga head like a trojan
Sparkling, knife, smoking with a knife Things are up for [Fm] me, I'ma come back for your
[F] life A nigga say my name, he gon' tell you I'ma
strike Half of the [Fm] niggas I shot was tryna fight
The police took me to [C] the hall later on that [Fm] night
Locked [F] up, watched up Stole from [Gm] me and got popped [F] up
Locked up, watched [Fm] up Stole from me and got popped up
My shirts let me drown [F] My baby left me to die
Can't even get myself off the [Fm] ground And I won't even try
My mama let me [C#] [F] down My enemy's not alive
Brody [Fm] tryna take my place, I'm not [C#] around And I can't even [Gm] cry, I won't even lie
I get a [Fm] letter, I'm like, fuck it, this a [F] bop
I'm thinking like this [A#m] ain't for me, it went the wrong [F] route
I see the name [A#m] instantly and lose all [C#] thought It's the bitch that [C] had all them cameras on
her [Fm] house Like, dear T, I feel so [F] ashamed
Feel trippin', feelin' like I took you out the game
Those niggas turned [Fm] on you, they don't even say your [C#] name
And your cousin [Fm] bout to have a baby with your man
But fuck all that, I'm tryna get you off the pen
The lawyer told [F] me we can appeal that and [Fm] win
You got a good chance, we gon' fight that bitch [C#] again
I still got that [Fm] money, we gon' pay the lawyer ten
Don't ask why, I just had to come and get you
Probably the last [G] thing you wanna hear, but I miss you
I feel like you the [Fm] realest, even though we had our [C#] issues
You ain't have to get mad and hit me with that [F] pistol
I'm fucked up, [Fm] a miracle unexpected
I was bout to cry in prison, now I gotta exit
The ones that [C#] left me was the ones I respect
I got my life [C] hooked, now nigga, I ain't get a [Fm] blessing
I'm [C#] nervous, can't even [Fm] front
The lawyer got to [Gm] eating that bitch up like a [Fm] lunch
The camera saw [C#] a nigga with a hoodie and a gun
The girl said it wasn't me, the prosecutor [F] looking
Just like, that ain't [Fm] what you said last trial, [F] woman
She like, that's my man, then he cheated, so I lied on him
But in all [Fm] honesty, he innocent
[C#] Judge took his hand, looked at [C] her, looked at me
And he [F] dismissed that bitch, back home
First day out, I'm finning her over, her back stronger
Gotta call my plug, that business, we back [Fm] on
All the boys that left me in prison get stepped on
Nigga, hey, get down on my knees, say thank you to Jesus Christ
Old girl [F] came and helped, but this shit ain't [Fm] right
If she testify once, then she'll do it [C#] twice
I can't do it right now, but soon I'ma take her [F] life, nigga
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_ [C#] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ [Fm] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] On a prison bus, can't [F] jump out the window, what's the gate?
See it in my face, I got an L in the state [Fm] Thinking to myself, I could've [C#] took them bitches
on the chase COs on board, shit, you ain't the same race
[F] One of them said, what [A#] happened?
I thought you was big [F] time I told him karma came back, I had to get mine
I hit the cell [C#] by myself, really sick now But this [F] what it is when you the opposite
of sick A month [Fm] passed, I been tryna call my bitch
[F] She ain't picking up, I sent some niggas to her crib
[Fm] I left all my money with that bitch [C#] Lawyers gotta get paid [C] and ain't no money
on my city [Fm] She picked up, like nigga [A#] you ain't realize I'm [F] leaving?
But I got you, [A#] I know you [Fm] hurting and you need it
I gave your mama 50, but the rest of that I'm keeping
Nigga you got life, where you at you ain't gonna need it
She hung up, I felt them words in my chest [F] My mama out here tripping, now she playing
with a chick I love her, but I [Fm] know she ain't really got
my best [C#] See the type to buy a vent, [Cm] hit the mall,
blow the rent [Fm]
Everybody after that I caught shitting on
[F] I know the bros [F] doing bad, they dependent on me
I'm in here with a [Fm] sword, I'm around different [C#] humps
Can't hide that I gotta hit the yard with it all
[Fm] Years passed and I ain't get no visits, no mail
Ain't got no hope [F] of getting out, cause I [Fm] won't tell
Before this prison bill, I ain't taking no pills
Came back from yard and nigga cleared out my whole cell
They tryna get [A#] to me at work, I'm on tour I told my neighbor, let [F] me holla at you real
quick I said I got a [A#] band, tell me who hit the
lick [C#] A good spin move, [Fm] I ain't gonna get this
nigga sick [F] He like, that's a [Fm] bit, but I only know
her one [F] name He in cell 30, go there, you might not come
back This the number where [Fm] I need you to send that
[C#] one stack 313, [C] I walked away on this [F] dumbass
I'm about to fuck the [Fm] yard up Fuck it up, turn [F] niggas doing dirty
Whoever in cell 30 getting carved up I'm feeling like [Fm] I went dead, let me [C#] charge
up Still doing [C] drills, niggas better have they
guard up [Fm] I blow down on cell 30 and it's over
But ain't nobody here, [G] I moved in, bitch I'm posting
Later on, [Fm] niggas came back, but they ain't [C#] notice
I came from behind [C] a nigga locker, now they [Fm] frozen
The first [C#] nigga in his neck, he start [Fm] choking The other nigga threw [G] his hands up like he
[Fm] posing Put that metal to [C#] that nigga head like a trojan
Sparkling, knife, smoking with a knife Things are up for [Fm] me, I'ma come back for your
[F] life A nigga say my name, he gon' tell you I'ma
strike Half of the [Fm] niggas I shot was tryna fight
The police took me to [C] the hall later on that [Fm] night
Locked [F] up, watched up Stole from [Gm] me and got popped [F] up
Locked up, watched [Fm] up Stole from me and got popped up
My shirts let me drown [F] My baby left me to die
Can't even get myself off the [Fm] _ ground And I won't even try
My mama let me [C#] _ [F] down My enemy's not alive
Brody [Fm] tryna take my place, I'm not [C#] around And I can't even [Gm] cry, I won't even lie
I get a [Fm] letter, I'm like, fuck it, this a [F] bop
I'm thinking like this [A#m] ain't for me, it went the wrong [F] route
I see the name [A#m] instantly and lose all [C#] thought It's the bitch that [C] had all them cameras on
her [Fm] house Like, dear T, I feel so [F] ashamed
Feel trippin', feelin' like I took you out the game
Those niggas turned [Fm] on you, they don't even say your [C#] name
And your cousin [Fm] bout to have a baby with your man
But fuck all that, I'm tryna get you off the pen
The lawyer told [F] me we can appeal that and [Fm] win
You got a good chance, we gon' fight that bitch [C#] again
I still got that [Fm] money, we gon' pay the lawyer ten
Don't ask why, I just had to come and get you
Probably the last [G] thing you wanna hear, but I miss you
I feel like you the [Fm] realest, even though we had our [C#] issues
You ain't have to get mad and hit me with that [F] pistol
I'm fucked up, [Fm] a miracle unexpected
I was bout to cry in prison, now I gotta exit
The ones that [C#] left me was the ones I respect
I got my life [C] hooked, now nigga, I ain't get a [Fm] blessing
I'm [C#] nervous, can't even [Fm] front
The lawyer got to [Gm] eating that bitch up like a [Fm] lunch
The camera saw [C#] a nigga with a hoodie and a gun
The girl said it wasn't me, the prosecutor [F] looking
Just like, that ain't [Fm] what you said last trial, [F] woman
She like, that's my man, then he cheated, so I lied on him
But in all [Fm] honesty, he innocent
[C#] Judge took his hand, looked at [C] her, looked at me
And he [F] dismissed that bitch, back home
First day out, I'm finning her over, her back stronger
Gotta call my plug, that business, we back [Fm] on
All the boys that left me in prison get stepped on
Nigga, hey, get down on my knees, say thank you to Jesus Christ
Old girl [F] came and helped, but this shit ain't [Fm] right
If she testify once, then she'll do it [C#] twice
I can't do it right now, but soon I'ma take her [F] life, nigga
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