Whatever Tho Chords by Woodie

Tempo:
95.1 bpm
Chords used:

Am

F

Dm

A

E

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Woodie Whatever Tho chords
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[A]
[F] [A]
[F] [A]
[F] [E]
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it go
But just in case they didn't, [Dm] I pack metal for clever [Am] foes
So while they're talking, breaking woody up Whatever [Dm] though
I'm still putting it down, starting through the town
[Am] Yacht, bam, suckers wanna talk down
But they prepared to [Dm] cock down
They wanna bang high killers but don't bang with no [Am] killers
They wanna claim they killers but don't hang with no [Dm] killers
This is Antioch, the A-N-T-I-O-C-H
And I'm the one who brought the yacht up out the gold
And say, you wanna hate this?
Hate yourself
If you're from the yacht, talking down to my name
Cause I ain't asking you to jock, just recognize
Worked two professional years of [A] rapping
These conco records ripped this crap back in town on the map
And then some, we're taking [Am] nationwide and beckoning
Each and every nook and cranny where that yacht [Dm] glide beckons
And I reckon we'll be collecting dividends along the [Am] way
And that's exactly where this heterism comes into play
[F] What's there to say?
Nothing but hot ones
[Am] I got four of those talking down on [E] me
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it go
But just in case they didn't, I pack metal for clever foes
So all that talking [A] breaking woody off?
Whatever [Dm] though
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never [Am] know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it [Dm] go
But just in case they didn't, I pack metal for clever [Am] foes
So all that talking breaking woody [F] off?
Whatever though
Come on haters, try to stop this
Dig deep into your [E] pockets
Cause that'll give me illicit reason to make your night twist
Not this [Dm] northern fella, Antioch's well [Am] over-fostished
Through the thoughts and plots of the jealous, [F] you're gonna watch this
Independent labels succeed
[A] But repercussions tend
More for every homie that flees
We'll plant our seeds in some notches
And watch the killers [Am] grow
Teach them everything we know
So that they're [Dm] gonna run the show
I'm talking fathers and sons
Uncles and nephews packing [Am] guns
Holding down the fort
Prepared for war
Protecting loved [F] ones
No more snatching up our dreams
Through the dope on triple [Am] beams
Or an enemy shot
Cause that's the power money [E] brings
We're the kings of our own plot
We found no spot, no man broke
If you think we're bluffing, I assume you haven't stayed tuned
So if you wanna get me, come and get me
Quit talking and sending messages through pictures
Cause that shit'll leave you chopped up
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it go
But just in case they didn't, I'd pack metal for clever foes
So while they're talking, [A] break a woody off Whatever [Dm] though
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never [Am] know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let [E] it go
But just in case they [Dm] didn't, I'd pack metal for clever [Am] foes
So while they're talking, break a woody off Whatever [F] though
You wanna talk me on my back and jawjack amongst female [A] company
And every word about your mouth eventually gon' come [F] to me
How dumb could you be?
Maybe you really wanna see [E] me
But most likely you a sucker and you hatin'
You can't be me
Probably got that ADD
Attention Deficit Disorder
And you've noticed when you say my name
That people won't ignore you That's pathetic
Just another sorry chump in the gang
Go ahead, keep bumpin' my name
Cause you just pumpin' my fame
But when we cross pass
All of the people pay their [Am] acres
I'ma draw a fast clock
Blast the heat to tell your [F] brain
Cause I had it up to here
[Am] Through your history, I got my stride
Sucker, [F] you ain't pumping beer
So come here and get a dose of this Antioch West [A] Monster
The demon in me wants to go back to her [E] monster
And put this music shit on standby to make a [Am] man die
How do I cope with this?
I [Dm] focus on the grand prize
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never [Am] know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let [Dm] it go
But just in case they didn't, I pack metal for [E] clever foes
So all that talkin' [A] broke your woody off Whatever [Dm] though
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you [E] never know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it go
But just in case they [Dm] didn't, I pack metal for clever [Am] foes
So all that talkin' broke your woody [F] off Whatever though
[Am]
[F] [Am] [F]
[Am]
[F] Nothing but hot ones [Am] I got for those talkin' down on [E] me
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never know
But [A] I still walk the streets so I assume they let [F] it go
But just in case they didn't, I pack metal for [A] clever foes
So all that talkin' broke your woody [E] off Whatever
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E
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To jam and learn the simple chords for Woodie - Whatever Tho chords, practice playing E, Dm, Am, F and Am in sequence. Start with a comfortable 47 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 95. With an eye on the song's key C Major, set the capo that best suits your vocal range.

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[F] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it go
But just in case they didn't, [Dm] I pack metal for clever [Am] foes
So while they're talking, breaking woody up Whatever [Dm] though
I'm still putting it down, starting through the town
[Am] Yacht, bam, suckers wanna talk down
But they prepared to [Dm] cock down
They wanna bang high killers but don't bang with no [Am] killers
They wanna claim they killers but don't hang with no [Dm] killers
This is Antioch, the A-N-T-I-O-C-H
And I'm the one who brought the yacht up out the gold
And say, you wanna hate this?
Hate yourself
If you're from the yacht, talking down to my name
Cause I ain't asking you to jock, just recognize
Worked two professional years of [A] rapping
These conco records ripped this crap back in town on the map
And then some, we're taking [Am] nationwide and beckoning
Each and every nook and cranny where that yacht [Dm] glide beckons
And I reckon we'll be collecting dividends along the [Am] way
And that's exactly where this heterism comes into play
[F] What's there to say?
Nothing but hot ones
[Am] I got four of those talking down on [E] me
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it go
But just in case they didn't, I pack metal for clever foes
So all that talking [A] breaking woody off?
Whatever [Dm] though
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never [Am] know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it [Dm] go
But just in case they didn't, I pack metal for clever [Am] foes
So all that talking breaking woody [F] off?
Whatever though
Come on haters, try to stop this
Dig deep into your [E] pockets
Cause that'll give me illicit reason to make your night twist
Not this [Dm] northern fella, Antioch's well [Am] over-fostished
Through the thoughts and plots of the jealous, [F] you're gonna watch this
Independent labels succeed
[A] But repercussions tend
More for every homie that flees
We'll plant our seeds in some notches
And watch the killers [Am] grow
Teach them everything we know
So that they're [Dm] gonna run the show
I'm talking fathers and sons
Uncles and nephews packing [Am] guns
Holding down the fort
Prepared for war
Protecting loved [F] ones
No more snatching up our dreams
Through the dope on triple [Am] beams
Or an enemy shot
Cause that's the power money [E] brings
We're the kings of our own plot
We found no spot, no man broke
If you think we're bluffing, I assume you haven't stayed tuned
So if you wanna get me, come and get me
Quit talking and sending messages through pictures
Cause that shit'll leave you chopped up
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it go
But just in case they didn't, I'd pack metal for clever foes
So while they're talking, [A] break a woody off Whatever [Dm] though
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never [Am] know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let [E] it go
But just in case they [Dm] didn't, I'd pack metal for clever [Am] foes
So while they're talking, break a woody off Whatever [F] though
You wanna talk me on my back and jawjack amongst female [A] company
And every word about your mouth eventually gon' come [F] to me
How dumb could you be?
Maybe you really wanna see [E] me
But most likely you a sucker and you hatin'
You can't be me
Probably got that ADD
Attention Deficit Disorder
And you've noticed when you say my name
That people won't ignore you That's pathetic
Just another sorry chump in the gang
Go ahead, keep bumpin' my name
Cause you just pumpin' my fame
But when we cross pass
All of the people pay their [Am] acres
I'ma draw a fast clock
Blast the heat to tell your [F] brain
Cause I had it up to here
[Am] Through your history, I got my stride
Sucker, [F] you ain't pumping beer
So come here and get a dose of this Antioch West [A] Monster
The demon in me wants to go back to her [E] monster
And put this music shit on standby to make a [Am] man die
How do I cope with this?
I [Dm] focus on the grand prize
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never [Am] know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let [Dm] it go
But just in case they didn't, I pack metal for [E] clever foes
So all that talkin' [A] broke your woody off Whatever [Dm] though
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you [E] never know
But I still walk the streets so I assume they let it go
But just in case they [Dm] didn't, I pack metal for clever [Am] foes
So all that talkin' broke your woody [F] off Whatever though
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F] _ Nothing but hot ones [Am] I got for those talkin' down on [E] me
I might have shot your homies once or twice, you never know
But [A] I still walk the streets so I assume they let [F] it go
But just in case they didn't, I pack metal for [A] clever foes
So all that talkin' broke your woody [E] off Whatever

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