Chords for Warrior Part 2
Tempo:
114.35 bpm
Chords used:
Ebm
Eb
Bb
Em
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ebm] [Eb]
[Em]
[Ebm]
It's like a throne that he don't even own.
He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just throws it around.
It's like a joke, it's like a game, but he don't rule the game.
He don't want the diamonds, he don't want the gold, he don't want the jewelry.
He don't want the bone, he don't want the money, he's in it for the sport.
Running circles around the competition on the court.
He appreciates your support, but he ain't digging for it.
And you can love it, you can hate it, but you can't ignore it.
You can't be gagging on it, but you can try to sell [Bb] him short.
But you can't fuck with his last [Ebm] joint or the one before it.
And he was [Ebm] born to raise hell like a country [Bb] boy.
And if I'm frontin' then you better come confront me for it.
This is [Ebm] the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you with a whip, a weapon, I don't [Em] bother, folks.
[Ebm] You can rule the world, but you ain't in the fast [Ab] lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me be my thing.
Don't give a fuck if I do something, it's got to be in-tained.
Give money, power, and respect in this rap game.
He straight out of a neighborhood where niggas hate.
This is you, bro, when he choking on a four-figure plate.
His stomach's aching while he's bouncing in the figure state.
And he hops in a hundred thousand when a nigga skate.
How this is what a figure gate?
How he did him is a [Eb] big mistake.
He won't surrender, he'll grab [Ebm] a hip-hop or rip the brick.
Does he remember when they wouldn't lend a helping hand?
So he was sitting on green like a Celtic fan.
Created a bust, so wait, you gotta mention his [G] name.
[Ebm] When you just sussing the illest players that's in the game.
And he's riding with gang, 50 Cent, rocking them.
G-Unit Records ain't no motherfuckers robbing them.
Stop this is the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you with a whip or weapon, I don't know the rules.
I'm gonna run, you ain't doing fast lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me do my thing.
Don't give a fuck about these suckers, gotta maintain.
Money, power, and respect in this rap [B] game.
He's no [Ebm] magician, man, nigga, he's something out of nothing.
Some of them niggas probably still act like he owe them something.
They talk with you, Talisa, niggas, who they to buck him?
Ask him if it's a problem and he'll say, nah, it's nothing.
He was gonna help him out, but since they funny, fuck him.
He don't care how they feel, they can hate him [Eb] or love him.
He hold [Ebm] his own on his own, the kid is really thugging.
He's rich now, he ain't [Bb] changed, so niggas can keep [Fm] bugging.
People who [Ebm] keep everything, guess niggas cry and fuck him.
Keep two pistols [Eb] on his hip, I'll show you [C] where he fuck him.
Niggas say they [Ebm] gonna get at him, but they can't touch him.
Try to catch him slipping, [Eb] they creeping, he start [Ebm] busting.
Stop this is the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you on the whip or weapon, I don't need my ghost.
I'm pulling up on a 20 to the crash lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me do my [F] thing.
Don't give a [Ebm] fuck about these suckers, got them only tame.
Money, power, and respect in this rap game.
I can give you niggas something to talk about.
I can turn your smile upside down.
You ain't no G, you the fucking clown.
I can take your girl and turn her out.
I'm hoping you let it all out.
I can give you fuckers something to think about.
If I turn meself back
[Em]
[Ebm]
It's like a throne that he don't even own.
He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just throws it around.
It's like a joke, it's like a game, but he don't rule the game.
He don't want the diamonds, he don't want the gold, he don't want the jewelry.
He don't want the bone, he don't want the money, he's in it for the sport.
Running circles around the competition on the court.
He appreciates your support, but he ain't digging for it.
And you can love it, you can hate it, but you can't ignore it.
You can't be gagging on it, but you can try to sell [Bb] him short.
But you can't fuck with his last [Ebm] joint or the one before it.
And he was [Ebm] born to raise hell like a country [Bb] boy.
And if I'm frontin' then you better come confront me for it.
This is [Ebm] the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you with a whip, a weapon, I don't [Em] bother, folks.
[Ebm] You can rule the world, but you ain't in the fast [Ab] lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me be my thing.
Don't give a fuck if I do something, it's got to be in-tained.
Give money, power, and respect in this rap game.
He straight out of a neighborhood where niggas hate.
This is you, bro, when he choking on a four-figure plate.
His stomach's aching while he's bouncing in the figure state.
And he hops in a hundred thousand when a nigga skate.
How this is what a figure gate?
How he did him is a [Eb] big mistake.
He won't surrender, he'll grab [Ebm] a hip-hop or rip the brick.
Does he remember when they wouldn't lend a helping hand?
So he was sitting on green like a Celtic fan.
Created a bust, so wait, you gotta mention his [G] name.
[Ebm] When you just sussing the illest players that's in the game.
And he's riding with gang, 50 Cent, rocking them.
G-Unit Records ain't no motherfuckers robbing them.
Stop this is the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you with a whip or weapon, I don't know the rules.
I'm gonna run, you ain't doing fast lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me do my thing.
Don't give a fuck about these suckers, gotta maintain.
Money, power, and respect in this rap [B] game.
He's no [Ebm] magician, man, nigga, he's something out of nothing.
Some of them niggas probably still act like he owe them something.
They talk with you, Talisa, niggas, who they to buck him?
Ask him if it's a problem and he'll say, nah, it's nothing.
He was gonna help him out, but since they funny, fuck him.
He don't care how they feel, they can hate him [Eb] or love him.
He hold [Ebm] his own on his own, the kid is really thugging.
He's rich now, he ain't [Bb] changed, so niggas can keep [Fm] bugging.
People who [Ebm] keep everything, guess niggas cry and fuck him.
Keep two pistols [Eb] on his hip, I'll show you [C] where he fuck him.
Niggas say they [Ebm] gonna get at him, but they can't touch him.
Try to catch him slipping, [Eb] they creeping, he start [Ebm] busting.
Stop this is the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you on the whip or weapon, I don't need my ghost.
I'm pulling up on a 20 to the crash lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me do my [F] thing.
Don't give a [Ebm] fuck about these suckers, got them only tame.
Money, power, and respect in this rap game.
I can give you niggas something to talk about.
I can turn your smile upside down.
You ain't no G, you the fucking clown.
I can take your girl and turn her out.
I'm hoping you let it all out.
I can give you fuckers something to think about.
If I turn meself back
Key:
Ebm
Eb
Bb
Em
Ab
Ebm
Eb
Bb
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ It's like a throne that he don't even own.
He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just throws it around.
It's like a joke, it's like a game, but he don't rule the game.
He don't want the diamonds, he don't want the gold, he don't want the jewelry.
He don't want the bone, he don't want the money, he's in it for the sport.
Running circles around the competition on the court.
He appreciates your support, but he ain't digging for it.
And you can love it, you can hate it, but you can't ignore it.
You can't be gagging on it, but you can try to sell [Bb] him short.
But you can't fuck with his last [Ebm] joint or the one before it.
And he was [Ebm] born to raise hell like a country [Bb] boy.
And if I'm frontin' then you better come confront me for it.
This is [Ebm] the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you with a whip, a weapon, I don't [Em] bother, folks.
[Ebm] You can rule the world, but you ain't in the fast [Ab] lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me be my thing.
Don't give a fuck if I do something, it's got to be in-tained.
Give money, power, and respect in this rap game.
He straight out of a neighborhood where niggas hate.
This is you, bro, when he choking on a four-figure plate.
His stomach's aching while he's bouncing in the figure state.
And he hops in a hundred thousand when a nigga skate.
How this is what a figure gate?
How he did him is a [Eb] big mistake.
He won't surrender, he'll grab [Ebm] a hip-hop or rip the brick.
Does he remember when they wouldn't lend a helping hand?
So he was sitting on green like a Celtic fan.
Created a bust, so wait, you gotta mention his [G] name.
[Ebm] When you just sussing the illest players that's in the game.
And he's riding with gang, 50 Cent, rocking them.
G-Unit Records ain't no motherfuckers robbing them.
Stop this is the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you with a whip or weapon, I don't know the rules.
I'm gonna run, you ain't doing fast lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me do my thing.
Don't give a fuck about these suckers, gotta maintain.
Money, power, and respect in this rap [B] game.
He's no [Ebm] magician, man, nigga, he's something out of nothing.
Some of them niggas probably still act like he owe them something.
They talk with you, Talisa, niggas, who they to buck him?
Ask him if it's a problem and he'll say, nah, it's nothing.
He was gonna help him out, but since they funny, fuck him.
He don't care how they feel, they can hate him [Eb] or love him.
He hold [Ebm] his own on his own, the kid is really thugging.
He's rich now, he ain't [Bb] changed, so niggas can keep [Fm] bugging.
People who [Ebm] keep everything, guess niggas cry and fuck him.
Keep two pistols [Eb] on his hip, I'll show you [C] where he fuck him.
Niggas say they [Ebm] gonna get at him, but they can't touch him.
Try to catch him slipping, [Eb] they creeping, he start [Ebm] busting.
Stop this is the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you on the whip or weapon, I don't need my ghost.
I'm pulling up on a 20 to the crash lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me do my [F] thing.
Don't give a [Ebm] fuck about these suckers, got them only tame.
Money, power, and respect in this rap game.
I can give you niggas something to talk about.
I can turn your smile upside down.
You ain't no G, you the fucking clown.
I can take your girl and turn her out.
I'm hoping you let it all out.
I can give you fuckers something to think about.
If I turn meself back
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ It's like a throne that he don't even own.
He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just throws it around.
It's like a joke, it's like a game, but he don't rule the game.
He don't want the diamonds, he don't want the gold, he don't want the jewelry.
He don't want the bone, he don't want the money, he's in it for the sport.
Running circles around the competition on the court.
He appreciates your support, but he ain't digging for it.
And you can love it, you can hate it, but you can't ignore it.
You can't be gagging on it, but you can try to sell [Bb] him short.
But you can't fuck with his last [Ebm] joint or the one before it.
And he was [Ebm] born to raise hell like a country [Bb] boy.
And if I'm frontin' then you better come confront me for it.
This is [Ebm] the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you with a whip, a weapon, I don't [Em] bother, folks.
[Ebm] You can rule the world, but you ain't in the fast [Ab] lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me be my thing.
Don't give a fuck if I do something, it's got to be in-tained.
Give money, power, and respect in this rap game.
He straight out of a neighborhood where niggas hate.
This is you, bro, when he choking on a four-figure plate.
His stomach's aching while he's bouncing in the figure state.
And he hops in a hundred thousand when a nigga skate.
How this is what a figure gate?
How he did him is a [Eb] big mistake.
He won't surrender, he'll grab [Ebm] a hip-hop or rip the brick.
Does he remember when they wouldn't lend a helping hand?
So he was sitting on green like a Celtic fan.
Created a bust, so wait, you gotta mention his [G] name.
[Ebm] When you just sussing the illest players that's in the game.
And he's riding with gang, 50 Cent, rocking them.
G-Unit Records ain't no motherfuckers robbing them.
Stop this is the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you with a whip or weapon, I don't know the rules.
I'm gonna run, you ain't doing fast lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me do my thing.
Don't give a fuck about these suckers, gotta maintain.
Money, power, and respect in this rap [B] game.
He's no [Ebm] magician, man, nigga, he's something out of nothing.
Some of them niggas probably still act like he owe them something.
They talk with you, Talisa, niggas, who they to buck him?
Ask him if it's a problem and he'll say, nah, it's nothing.
He was gonna help him out, but since they funny, fuck him.
He don't care how they feel, they can hate him [Eb] or love him.
He hold [Ebm] his own on his own, the kid is really thugging.
He's rich now, he ain't [Bb] changed, so niggas can keep [Fm] bugging.
People who [Ebm] keep everything, guess niggas cry and fuck him.
Keep two pistols [Eb] on his hip, I'll show you [C] where he fuck him.
Niggas say they [Ebm] gonna get at him, but they can't touch him.
Try to catch him slipping, [Eb] they creeping, he start [Ebm] busting.
Stop this is the story of a warrior and who you know it.
True warriors go ahead and lose some noise.
It ain't nothing to be making niggas paranoid.
Hit you on the whip or weapon, I don't need my ghost.
I'm pulling up on a 20 to the crash lane.
Kick back, just relax, let me do my [F] thing.
Don't give a [Ebm] fuck about these suckers, got them only tame.
Money, power, and respect in this rap game.
I can give you niggas something to talk about.
I can turn your smile upside down.
You ain't no G, you the fucking clown.
I can take your girl and turn her out.
I'm hoping you let it all out.
I can give you fuckers something to think about.
If I turn meself back