Chords for WESTSIDEGUNN - SUMMERSLAM 88 (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
Tempo:
78.625 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
F#m
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Hey, yo, it's Westside Poodie, and we're getting money.
Yo, bro, this is Griselda.
Griselda, Griselda, Griselda.
Hey, yo.
Hey, yo.
I'm more Coachella, less Coachella.
No cut on my slaps, you niggas know better.
You can tell we working by the porch light.
Supply 350s with the orange stripe.
The door flew off after one kick.
We robbed everybody, we was on shit.
Snatching bricks like Bionbo.
Fashion week, ten [F#m] coppers and a Diablo.
[D] Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
As we praise thee.
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
The GLE.
[B] [D] Hey, yo, the GLE Benz was all gold.
The bag full of text that all fold.
Go yard duffel with the mighty mouse.
[G] Four bedrooms, [D] that's a tiny house.
I'm about to go store shopping.
We gon' get rich if the O's lockin'.
A hundred round drums for you fucks.
Before me, I wish you best of luck.
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
G-X -R.
Hey, yo, I'm looking like an off-white lookbook.
Two bricks for 50, that's a good look.
My chain made your bitch extra wet.
[G] So I fucked in a [D] Teslex.
So many chains on, I wish I had an extra neck.
Extendo clip, pigging out the cot while it sweats.
Baking soda in the recipe.
[G] Waking up the pretty bitches laying [D] next to me.
And RSVP went Kevin crazy.
Claude Monet wish he was living so he can paint me.
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
Alright, here we go again.
Get ready, cause this Friday night, it's all gonna happen as part of SummerSlam 88.
From Madison Square Garden in New York City, the wrestling extravaganza of this summer.
By the way, be part of it right now, get on a horn and call.
Make arrangements for this Friday night on a pay-per-view basis all over the country, by the way.
At SummerSlam 88.
[G] Most fun, by the way, you can [B] have with your clothes [D] on.
[G] [F#m] [D]
Yo, bro, this is Griselda.
Griselda, Griselda, Griselda.
Hey, yo.
Hey, yo.
I'm more Coachella, less Coachella.
No cut on my slaps, you niggas know better.
You can tell we working by the porch light.
Supply 350s with the orange stripe.
The door flew off after one kick.
We robbed everybody, we was on shit.
Snatching bricks like Bionbo.
Fashion week, ten [F#m] coppers and a Diablo.
[D] Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
As we praise thee.
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
The GLE.
[B] [D] Hey, yo, the GLE Benz was all gold.
The bag full of text that all fold.
Go yard duffel with the mighty mouse.
[G] Four bedrooms, [D] that's a tiny house.
I'm about to go store shopping.
We gon' get rich if the O's lockin'.
A hundred round drums for you fucks.
Before me, I wish you best of luck.
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
G-X -R.
Hey, yo, I'm looking like an off-white lookbook.
Two bricks for 50, that's a good look.
My chain made your bitch extra wet.
[G] So I fucked in a [D] Teslex.
So many chains on, I wish I had an extra neck.
Extendo clip, pigging out the cot while it sweats.
Baking soda in the recipe.
[G] Waking up the pretty bitches laying [D] next to me.
And RSVP went Kevin crazy.
Claude Monet wish he was living so he can paint me.
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
Alright, here we go again.
Get ready, cause this Friday night, it's all gonna happen as part of SummerSlam 88.
From Madison Square Garden in New York City, the wrestling extravaganza of this summer.
By the way, be part of it right now, get on a horn and call.
Make arrangements for this Friday night on a pay-per-view basis all over the country, by the way.
At SummerSlam 88.
[G] Most fun, by the way, you can [B] have with your clothes [D] on.
[G] [F#m] [D]
Key:
D
G
F#m
B
D
G
F#m
B
Hey, yo, it's Westside Poodie, and we're getting money.
Yo, bro, this is Griselda.
Griselda, Griselda, Griselda. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Hey, yo.
_ _ Hey, yo.
I'm more Coachella, less Coachella.
No cut on my slaps, you niggas know better.
You can tell we working by the porch light.
Supply 350s with the orange stripe.
The door flew off after one kick.
We robbed everybody, we was on shit.
Snatching bricks like Bionbo.
Fashion week, ten [F#m] coppers and a Diablo.
[D] _ Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
As we praise thee.
_ Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
The GLE.
[B] [D] Hey, yo, the GLE Benz was all gold.
The bag full of text that all fold.
Go yard duffel with the mighty mouse.
[G] Four bedrooms, [D] that's a tiny house.
I'm about to go store shopping.
We gon' get rich if the O's lockin'.
A hundred round drums for you fucks.
Before me, I wish you best of luck. _
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
_ G-X _ _ -R.
_ Hey, yo, I'm looking like an off-white lookbook.
Two bricks for 50, that's a good look.
My chain made your bitch extra wet.
[G] So I fucked in a [D] Teslex.
So many chains on, I wish I had an extra neck.
Extendo clip, pigging out the cot while it sweats.
Baking soda in the recipe.
[G] Waking up the pretty bitches laying [D] next to me.
And RSVP went Kevin crazy.
Claude Monet wish he was living so he can paint me. _
Motherfucker, I'm a legend. _ _ _ _ _
Motherfucker, I'm a legend. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Alright, here we go again.
Get ready, cause this Friday night, it's all gonna happen as part of SummerSlam 88.
From Madison Square Garden in New York City, the wrestling extravaganza of this summer.
By the way, be part of it right now, get on a horn and call.
Make arrangements for this Friday night on a pay-per-view basis all over the country, by the way.
At SummerSlam 88.
[G] Most fun, by the way, you can [B] have with your clothes [D] on. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _
Yo, bro, this is Griselda.
Griselda, Griselda, Griselda. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Hey, yo.
_ _ Hey, yo.
I'm more Coachella, less Coachella.
No cut on my slaps, you niggas know better.
You can tell we working by the porch light.
Supply 350s with the orange stripe.
The door flew off after one kick.
We robbed everybody, we was on shit.
Snatching bricks like Bionbo.
Fashion week, ten [F#m] coppers and a Diablo.
[D] _ Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
As we praise thee.
_ Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
The GLE.
[B] [D] Hey, yo, the GLE Benz was all gold.
The bag full of text that all fold.
Go yard duffel with the mighty mouse.
[G] Four bedrooms, [D] that's a tiny house.
I'm about to go store shopping.
We gon' get rich if the O's lockin'.
A hundred round drums for you fucks.
Before me, I wish you best of luck. _
Motherfucker, I'm a legend.
_ G-X _ _ -R.
_ Hey, yo, I'm looking like an off-white lookbook.
Two bricks for 50, that's a good look.
My chain made your bitch extra wet.
[G] So I fucked in a [D] Teslex.
So many chains on, I wish I had an extra neck.
Extendo clip, pigging out the cot while it sweats.
Baking soda in the recipe.
[G] Waking up the pretty bitches laying [D] next to me.
And RSVP went Kevin crazy.
Claude Monet wish he was living so he can paint me. _
Motherfucker, I'm a legend. _ _ _ _ _
Motherfucker, I'm a legend. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Alright, here we go again.
Get ready, cause this Friday night, it's all gonna happen as part of SummerSlam 88.
From Madison Square Garden in New York City, the wrestling extravaganza of this summer.
By the way, be part of it right now, get on a horn and call.
Make arrangements for this Friday night on a pay-per-view basis all over the country, by the way.
At SummerSlam 88.
[G] Most fun, by the way, you can [B] have with your clothes [D] on. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _