It Feels So Good Chords by Twista
Tempo:
120.1 bpm
Chords used:
Dbm
Abm
B
Ebm
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Abm]
This one goes [Ebm] out to all [Dbm] sides worldwide
Let that playa [Abm] ask me to switch to be your guide as we go on a ride
Where playa hating [B] killers and other [Dbm] niggas thrive
And lame motherfuckers [Abm] can barely survive
One morning I woke up next to a dick bitch
Took a shower, dried off, rushed to go deep like [Dbm] Slick Rick
Topped off a session cologne like Dougie Fresh in the flesh
Nigga blessed with success after [Abm] slipping on my slick bitch
That's how I discovered me
Hit the front porch, two women butterly lovely in front of me
Got my head gunned, [Dbm] I sent the bitch in the bed home
Cause one of them got chocolate-baked thighs and the other [Abm] one was a redbone
Where y'all going?
Y'all big as hell, what's your name?
I wanna get up, what y'all doing tonight, shit?
[Dbm] I got some homies that's lonely, never phony, we on some hype shit
Call up the buddies that you be [Abm] tight with
We ain't really gonna be doing too much, though, we're riding around
But we're soundstripping out while we playing games
[Dbm] Tapping the horn at the homies, the gang banging, slang-kang
To maintain, [B] to model, same thing
[Ebm] Oh, we could chill at the crib and play [Ab] phaser, kick some ass a bit
Knee past the crib and get passionate
[Dbm] Grab your buckle and a fastened it and get into some more [B] nasty shit
Lived [Ebm] if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't [Abm] a spin-moving, I ain't got no time to lie
[Dbm] Tell your girls we're gonna be sliding by, but hit the weed to first
Because my clique gotta be [B] riding high, cause it feels so [Ebm] good
It feels so [Ab] good, the way we get in the groove, [B] so [Dbm] good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [B] billies at home
I never run away [Ebm] from home
It feels so [Abm] good, the way we get in the groove, [Dbm] so good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [Ebm] billies at home
I never [Abm] run away from home
Me and my homies hooked up, so time was took up
With niggas we love, smoking on some Bud to flame tight
[E] Tripping off how we surviving this record terrain, they [Abm] try to hang tight
Getting fucked up on gang nights, used to be gang fights
Now we gotta try to relax with the straps, even though we see D-Bo back to [Dbm] back
We still be holding stacks of packs, rolling through a black lax
[Abm] Ashtrays with blunt rares and crack sacks
Hustling and chill is what I'm focusing on, bending through bitches, cribs, hoping to sound
If ain't no stroke, I'm just [Dbm] rolling in low, rolling the cone
Not really tripping because we taking smoke to the [Abm] dome
Bumping the tones while finger floating, having phones glistening from all the sunlight
Peeping the feeds with they hair done tight, booty [Dbm] hung right
And every night we see at least one fight
Hooking up with my fellow Westside [Abm] cliques, not together much
But when we are, it's fat fillies and rug hunts
Despite the envy and jealousy, go after others
[Dbm] Love brothers riding, cause all y'all my motherfuckers
So put the black magic on [Abm] the tires and get the wax off the chrome
We gone, the blaze on till my brains blown
Hoping to get my thang on, no matter what rock you [Dbm] stay on
Kicking it round my world, it's the same song
So the mobsters just [Ebm] flame on
First class we was willing for spurting some [Abm] blood
Now we got gators on, hurting them clubs
Resilient tits where they [Eb] serving them dubs
Now we got herpes and buds, straight beating [Dbm] up the block, [Abm] searching for love
Reach up and hit the D [Ebm]-Ball, peep through the smoke, you delight at the vibe
[Abm] He right what the party like
Are you as slime as [B] I, come roll with [Dbm] me so we can ride the sky
But only if you let me [Eb] play with you while we riding high
Cause it [B] feels so [Ebm] good
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [Abm] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood [Abm] with billies and hoes, cracking paper when the weather [Ebm] go
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [B] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood with [Gb] billies and hoes, cracking paper [Abm] when the weather go
Sitting back, cruising through the soul breeze
Thinking how can I get mochi, bumping the system, tossing [Dbm] bogeys
I stay on my P's for the popees
Spend [Gb] the village with my doki, [Abm] scoop a P go to the crib
And get my boy to bring a blessing through
Sit on the floor, we'll play some tag in [B] two, lesson [Dbm] two
I'm addressing you, turn out the lights like the world [Ebm] class record crew
Bring out the best in you, [Abm] confessing truth
Lies about your inner thighs and where they been at, hoping maybe
You'll be my lady, [Dbm] what's the potatoes without the gravy
What I'm feeling though, maybe soft with the silicone baby
[Abm] But can you pay me, cause daily
We riding on the ho-strow while rocking dope flows
I lose a spot if I choose the style, we can [Dbm] cruise some blocks
And talk about how later on you coming out your clothes, shoes and socks
Now is that [Abm] news or not, cause I'm a step on the gas low
We're smoking this last so get up, we split it and spill it
Come watch me kill [Dbm] it, send the windows to consulate
Off in the astro with billies, token known
The truck on so I [Abm] really feel it
I'm thinking about not having a rich life but the hood life was still a good life
It never slow, [Dbm] always and forever though
Forever mo, rolling through the ghetto with nowhere to go
Cause [B] it feels [Ebm] so [Ab] good
[Dbm] [Abm]
[Ebm] [Ab]
[B] [Dbm] [Ebm]
[Ab]
[B] [Dbm] [B]
[Ebm] [Ab]
[B] [Dbm] [Gb]
[Abm]
[Dbm] [Abm]
[Dbm] [Abm]
[Dbm]
[Abm]
[Dbm]
[Abm]
[Dbm]
[Abm]
[Dbm]
[Abm] [N]
[Abm] [A] [Dm]
[N]
[Gbm]
[Bbm] [B] [N]
[F]
[Gbm] [B]
[F]
[D] [N]
[C] [D] [G]
[Ab]
[Bb] [N]
This one goes [Ebm] out to all [Dbm] sides worldwide
Let that playa [Abm] ask me to switch to be your guide as we go on a ride
Where playa hating [B] killers and other [Dbm] niggas thrive
And lame motherfuckers [Abm] can barely survive
One morning I woke up next to a dick bitch
Took a shower, dried off, rushed to go deep like [Dbm] Slick Rick
Topped off a session cologne like Dougie Fresh in the flesh
Nigga blessed with success after [Abm] slipping on my slick bitch
That's how I discovered me
Hit the front porch, two women butterly lovely in front of me
Got my head gunned, [Dbm] I sent the bitch in the bed home
Cause one of them got chocolate-baked thighs and the other [Abm] one was a redbone
Where y'all going?
Y'all big as hell, what's your name?
I wanna get up, what y'all doing tonight, shit?
[Dbm] I got some homies that's lonely, never phony, we on some hype shit
Call up the buddies that you be [Abm] tight with
We ain't really gonna be doing too much, though, we're riding around
But we're soundstripping out while we playing games
[Dbm] Tapping the horn at the homies, the gang banging, slang-kang
To maintain, [B] to model, same thing
[Ebm] Oh, we could chill at the crib and play [Ab] phaser, kick some ass a bit
Knee past the crib and get passionate
[Dbm] Grab your buckle and a fastened it and get into some more [B] nasty shit
Lived [Ebm] if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't [Abm] a spin-moving, I ain't got no time to lie
[Dbm] Tell your girls we're gonna be sliding by, but hit the weed to first
Because my clique gotta be [B] riding high, cause it feels so [Ebm] good
It feels so [Ab] good, the way we get in the groove, [B] so [Dbm] good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [B] billies at home
I never run away [Ebm] from home
It feels so [Abm] good, the way we get in the groove, [Dbm] so good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [Ebm] billies at home
I never [Abm] run away from home
Me and my homies hooked up, so time was took up
With niggas we love, smoking on some Bud to flame tight
[E] Tripping off how we surviving this record terrain, they [Abm] try to hang tight
Getting fucked up on gang nights, used to be gang fights
Now we gotta try to relax with the straps, even though we see D-Bo back to [Dbm] back
We still be holding stacks of packs, rolling through a black lax
[Abm] Ashtrays with blunt rares and crack sacks
Hustling and chill is what I'm focusing on, bending through bitches, cribs, hoping to sound
If ain't no stroke, I'm just [Dbm] rolling in low, rolling the cone
Not really tripping because we taking smoke to the [Abm] dome
Bumping the tones while finger floating, having phones glistening from all the sunlight
Peeping the feeds with they hair done tight, booty [Dbm] hung right
And every night we see at least one fight
Hooking up with my fellow Westside [Abm] cliques, not together much
But when we are, it's fat fillies and rug hunts
Despite the envy and jealousy, go after others
[Dbm] Love brothers riding, cause all y'all my motherfuckers
So put the black magic on [Abm] the tires and get the wax off the chrome
We gone, the blaze on till my brains blown
Hoping to get my thang on, no matter what rock you [Dbm] stay on
Kicking it round my world, it's the same song
So the mobsters just [Ebm] flame on
First class we was willing for spurting some [Abm] blood
Now we got gators on, hurting them clubs
Resilient tits where they [Eb] serving them dubs
Now we got herpes and buds, straight beating [Dbm] up the block, [Abm] searching for love
Reach up and hit the D [Ebm]-Ball, peep through the smoke, you delight at the vibe
[Abm] He right what the party like
Are you as slime as [B] I, come roll with [Dbm] me so we can ride the sky
But only if you let me [Eb] play with you while we riding high
Cause it [B] feels so [Ebm] good
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [Abm] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood [Abm] with billies and hoes, cracking paper when the weather [Ebm] go
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [B] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood with [Gb] billies and hoes, cracking paper [Abm] when the weather go
Sitting back, cruising through the soul breeze
Thinking how can I get mochi, bumping the system, tossing [Dbm] bogeys
I stay on my P's for the popees
Spend [Gb] the village with my doki, [Abm] scoop a P go to the crib
And get my boy to bring a blessing through
Sit on the floor, we'll play some tag in [B] two, lesson [Dbm] two
I'm addressing you, turn out the lights like the world [Ebm] class record crew
Bring out the best in you, [Abm] confessing truth
Lies about your inner thighs and where they been at, hoping maybe
You'll be my lady, [Dbm] what's the potatoes without the gravy
What I'm feeling though, maybe soft with the silicone baby
[Abm] But can you pay me, cause daily
We riding on the ho-strow while rocking dope flows
I lose a spot if I choose the style, we can [Dbm] cruise some blocks
And talk about how later on you coming out your clothes, shoes and socks
Now is that [Abm] news or not, cause I'm a step on the gas low
We're smoking this last so get up, we split it and spill it
Come watch me kill [Dbm] it, send the windows to consulate
Off in the astro with billies, token known
The truck on so I [Abm] really feel it
I'm thinking about not having a rich life but the hood life was still a good life
It never slow, [Dbm] always and forever though
Forever mo, rolling through the ghetto with nowhere to go
Cause [B] it feels [Ebm] so [Ab] good
[Dbm] [Abm]
[Ebm] [Ab]
[B] [Dbm] [Ebm]
[Ab]
[B] [Dbm] [B]
[Ebm] [Ab]
[B] [Dbm] [Gb]
[Abm]
[Dbm] [Abm]
[Dbm] [Abm]
[Dbm]
[Abm]
[Dbm]
[Abm]
[Dbm]
[Abm]
[Dbm]
[Abm] [N]
[Abm] [A] [Dm]
[N]
[Gbm]
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[C] [D] [G]
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Key:
Dbm
Abm
B
Ebm
Ab
Dbm
Abm
B
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ This one goes [Ebm] out to all [Dbm] sides worldwide
Let that playa [Abm] ask me to switch to be your guide as we go on a ride
Where playa hating [B] killers and other [Dbm] niggas thrive
And lame motherfuckers [Abm] can barely survive
One morning I woke up next to a dick bitch
Took a shower, dried off, rushed to go deep like [Dbm] Slick Rick
Topped off a session cologne like Dougie Fresh in the flesh
Nigga blessed with success after [Abm] slipping on my slick bitch
That's how I discovered me
Hit the front porch, two women butterly lovely in front of me
Got my head gunned, [Dbm] I sent the bitch in the bed home
Cause one of them got chocolate-baked thighs and the other [Abm] one was a redbone
Where y'all going?
Y'all big as hell, what's your name?
I wanna get up, what y'all doing tonight, shit?
[Dbm] I got some homies that's lonely, never phony, we on some hype shit
Call up the buddies that you be [Abm] tight with
We ain't really gonna be doing too much, though, we're riding around
But we're soundstripping out while we playing games
[Dbm] Tapping the horn at the homies, the gang banging, slang-kang
To maintain, [B] to model, same thing
[Ebm] Oh, we could chill at the crib and play [Ab] phaser, kick some ass a bit
Knee past the crib and get passionate
[Dbm] Grab your buckle and a fastened it and get into some more [B] nasty shit
Lived [Ebm] if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't [Abm] a spin-moving, I ain't got no time to lie
[Dbm] Tell your girls we're gonna be sliding by, but hit the weed to first
Because my clique gotta be [B] riding high, cause it feels so [Ebm] good
It feels so [Ab] good, the way we get in the groove, [B] so [Dbm] good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [B] billies at home
I never run away [Ebm] from home
It feels so [Abm] good, the way we get in the groove, [Dbm] so good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [Ebm] billies at home
I never [Abm] run away from home
Me and my homies hooked up, so time was took up
With niggas we love, smoking on some Bud to flame tight
[E] Tripping off how we surviving this record terrain, they [Abm] try to hang tight
Getting fucked up on gang nights, used to be gang fights
Now we gotta try to relax with the straps, even though we see D-Bo back to [Dbm] back
We still be holding stacks of packs, rolling through a black lax
[Abm] Ashtrays with blunt rares and crack sacks
Hustling and chill is what I'm focusing on, bending through bitches, cribs, hoping to sound
If ain't no stroke, I'm just [Dbm] rolling in low, rolling the cone
Not really tripping because we taking smoke to the [Abm] dome
Bumping the tones while finger floating, having phones glistening from all the sunlight
Peeping the feeds with they hair done tight, booty [Dbm] hung right
And every night we see at least one fight
Hooking up with my fellow Westside [Abm] cliques, not together much
But when we are, it's fat fillies and rug hunts
Despite the envy and jealousy, go after others
[Dbm] Love brothers riding, cause all y'all my motherfuckers
So put the black magic on [Abm] the tires and get the wax off the chrome
We gone, the blaze on till my brains blown
Hoping to get my thang on, no matter what rock you [Dbm] stay on
Kicking it round my world, it's the same song
So the mobsters just [Ebm] flame on
First class we was willing for spurting some [Abm] blood
Now we got gators on, hurting them clubs
Resilient tits where they [Eb] serving them dubs
Now we got herpes and buds, straight beating [Dbm] up the block, [Abm] searching for love
Reach up and hit the D [Ebm]-Ball, peep through the smoke, you delight at the vibe
[Abm] He right what the party like
Are you as slime as [B] I, come roll with [Dbm] me so we can ride the sky
But only if you let me [Eb] play with you while we riding high
Cause it [B] feels so [Ebm] good
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [Abm] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood [Abm] with billies and hoes, cracking paper when the weather [Ebm] go
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [B] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood with [Gb] billies and hoes, cracking paper [Abm] when the weather go
Sitting back, cruising through the soul breeze
Thinking how can I get mochi, bumping the system, tossing [Dbm] bogeys
I stay on my P's for the popees
Spend [Gb] the village with my doki, [Abm] scoop a P go to the crib
And get my boy to bring a blessing through
Sit on the floor, we'll play some tag in [B] two, lesson [Dbm] two
I'm addressing you, turn out the lights like the world [Ebm] class record crew
Bring out the best in you, [Abm] confessing truth
Lies about your inner thighs and where they been at, hoping maybe
You'll be my lady, [Dbm] what's the potatoes without the gravy
What I'm feeling though, maybe soft with the silicone baby
[Abm] But can you pay me, cause daily
We riding on the ho-strow while rocking dope flows
I lose a spot if I choose the style, we can [Dbm] cruise some blocks
And talk about how later on you coming out your clothes, shoes and socks
Now is that [Abm] news or not, cause I'm a step on the gas low
We're smoking this last so get up, we split it and spill it
Come watch me kill [Dbm] it, send the windows to consulate
Off in the astro with billies, token known
The truck on so I [Abm] really feel it
I'm thinking about not having a rich life but the hood life was still a good life
It never slow, [Dbm] always and forever though
Forever mo, rolling through the ghetto with nowhere to go
Cause [B] it feels [Ebm] so _ [Ab] good _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ This one goes [Ebm] out to all [Dbm] sides worldwide
Let that playa [Abm] ask me to switch to be your guide as we go on a ride
Where playa hating [B] killers and other [Dbm] niggas thrive
And lame motherfuckers [Abm] can barely survive
One morning I woke up next to a dick bitch
Took a shower, dried off, rushed to go deep like [Dbm] Slick Rick
Topped off a session cologne like Dougie Fresh in the flesh
Nigga blessed with success after [Abm] slipping on my slick bitch
That's how I discovered me
Hit the front porch, two women butterly lovely in front of me
Got my head gunned, [Dbm] I sent the bitch in the bed home
Cause one of them got chocolate-baked thighs and the other [Abm] one was a redbone
Where y'all going?
Y'all big as hell, what's your name?
I wanna get up, what y'all doing tonight, shit?
[Dbm] I got some homies that's lonely, never phony, we on some hype shit
Call up the buddies that you be [Abm] tight with
We ain't really gonna be doing too much, though, we're riding around
But we're soundstripping out while we playing games
[Dbm] Tapping the horn at the homies, the gang banging, slang-kang
To maintain, [B] to model, same thing
[Ebm] Oh, we could chill at the crib and play [Ab] phaser, kick some ass a bit
Knee past the crib and get passionate
[Dbm] Grab your buckle and a fastened it and get into some more [B] nasty shit
Lived [Ebm] if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't [Abm] a spin-moving, I ain't got no time to lie
[Dbm] Tell your girls we're gonna be sliding by, but hit the weed to first
Because my clique gotta be [B] riding high, cause it feels so [Ebm] good
It feels so [Ab] good, the way we get in the groove, [B] so [Dbm] good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [B] billies at home
I never run away [Ebm] from home
It feels so [Abm] good, the way we get in the groove, [Dbm] so good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [Ebm] billies at home
I never [Abm] run away from home
Me and my homies hooked up, so time was took up
With niggas we love, smoking on some Bud to flame tight
[E] Tripping off how we surviving this record terrain, they [Abm] try to hang tight
Getting fucked up on gang nights, used to be gang fights
Now we gotta try to relax with the straps, even though we see D-Bo back to [Dbm] back
We still be holding stacks of packs, rolling through a black lax
[Abm] Ashtrays with blunt rares and crack sacks
Hustling and chill is what I'm focusing on, bending through bitches, cribs, hoping to sound
If ain't no stroke, I'm just [Dbm] rolling in low, rolling the cone
Not really tripping because we taking smoke to the [Abm] dome
Bumping the tones while finger floating, having phones glistening from all the sunlight
Peeping the feeds with they hair done tight, booty [Dbm] hung right
And every night we see at least one fight
Hooking up with my fellow Westside [Abm] cliques, not together much
But when we are, it's fat fillies and rug hunts
Despite the envy and jealousy, go after others
[Dbm] Love brothers riding, cause all y'all my motherfuckers
So put the black magic on [Abm] the tires and get the wax off the chrome
We gone, the blaze on till my brains blown
Hoping to get my thang on, no matter what rock you [Dbm] stay on
Kicking it round my world, it's the same song
So the mobsters just [Ebm] flame on
First class we was willing for spurting some [Abm] blood
Now we got gators on, hurting them clubs
Resilient tits where they [Eb] serving them dubs
Now we got herpes and buds, straight beating [Dbm] up the block, [Abm] searching for love
Reach up and hit the D [Ebm]-Ball, peep through the smoke, you delight at the vibe
[Abm] He right what the party like
Are you as slime as [B] I, come roll with [Dbm] me so we can ride the sky
But only if you let me [Eb] play with you while we riding high
Cause it [B] feels so [Ebm] good
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [Abm] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood [Abm] with billies and hoes, cracking paper when the weather [Ebm] go
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [B] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood with [Gb] billies and hoes, cracking paper [Abm] when the weather go
Sitting back, cruising through the soul breeze
Thinking how can I get mochi, bumping the system, tossing [Dbm] bogeys
I stay on my P's for the popees
Spend [Gb] the village with my doki, [Abm] scoop a P go to the crib
And get my boy to bring a blessing through
Sit on the floor, we'll play some tag in [B] two, lesson [Dbm] two
I'm addressing you, turn out the lights like the world [Ebm] class record crew
Bring out the best in you, [Abm] confessing truth
Lies about your inner thighs and where they been at, hoping maybe
You'll be my lady, [Dbm] what's the potatoes without the gravy
What I'm feeling though, maybe soft with the silicone baby
[Abm] But can you pay me, cause daily
We riding on the ho-strow while rocking dope flows
I lose a spot if I choose the style, we can [Dbm] cruise some blocks
And talk about how later on you coming out your clothes, shoes and socks
Now is that [Abm] news or not, cause I'm a step on the gas low
We're smoking this last so get up, we split it and spill it
Come watch me kill [Dbm] it, send the windows to consulate
Off in the astro with billies, token known
The truck on so I [Abm] really feel it
I'm thinking about not having a rich life but the hood life was still a good life
It never slow, [Dbm] always and forever though
Forever mo, rolling through the ghetto with nowhere to go
Cause [B] it feels [Ebm] so _ [Ab] good _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[B] _ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[B] _ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[B] _ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ [Dm] _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gbm] _
_ [Bbm] _ [B] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gbm] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _