Chords for Work REMIX (Explicit)

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62.4 bpm
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Work REMIX (Explicit) chords
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[Bb] I gotta close the window before I record cuz New York don't know how to be quiet
[A] stand up
third
[Gb] Gucci [C] down to the socks like I'm Biggie Papa
[B] Keep your girl head and my Tommy [Bb] boxes, but when it doubt you
She a city house, cuz you know the friggin slang can't be any doubt
She don't [Am] get nothin' from a nigga doubt, but she get [Bb] his hard drink and some Cheerios
I'ma sell it out, but I never [Bb] go, but I put him in a dirt with the penny [Gm] louse
No tint though, on my window, so you see a nigga shinin' in a Benzo
[Ab] POSI
Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, [Bb] I'm a pimp though, no limp though, couldn't copy my style [C] in King Kong
Run up on [A] the killer, then I put him in the dirt, run up in the [C] building, see me gon' [Bb] squirt
That's what a nigga get when he get into my nerves, I ain't lyin'
Nigga I'm on that curb, ridin' on that killer, who be comin' in that Ferb
[G] Girl you twerk, [Bb] twerk that kitty girl, make it pop
Put him, twerk, twerk
Blacko, put him in the dirt, first you got the shovel, he gon' put him [A] in the earth
Turn a bad maniac with a all gone herd, yeah, [G] huh
Put him, twerk, schoolboy Q with a pound of the purse
So much work, he'll smoke up the [C] earth, Paul O'Brien, he said, well, hey
[A] Put him, twerk, that ain't Tom Gage, nope, that's Montana, [Gm] got him, a loose cannon, hey
[A] He shot me, so I had to do it, throw it, put him in the dirt, put him in the first
First, I just sold a Swimmy with ten homies on it
Her [G] ass fat, you can pop [C] ten Tahos on it
When they mask [A] up, comin' for your [G] ice
When they bare face, they comin' [A] for your life
Baby don't pray for me, pray for the weak
I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep
[C] Illuminati, [A] up on the street
Never saw my body, we takin' [C] bodies
Put him, twerk, put him [Bb] in the dirt
Shout out that motherland, twelve years old with guns in hand
They don't ask no questions, nigga, how they deal with bang, bang, bang
They don't ask no questions, how they deal with bang, bang
I said, I do this [Am] for them shotas, [Bb] Trinidad, I love you
[A] I do this for them shotas, Jamaica, I'm your brother
I know [Am] a bitch from B [A].I., yeah, yeah, yeah, that's my partner
You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then, that's your problem
I fuck with Asian niggas, and I fuck with Migos
I fuck with Asian niggas, all they speak is Creole
I said, all I speak is real, y'all niggas might hate me
But that don't get no deal, I said, now that don't get no deal
I just not got my deal, but [C] I been gettin' this money
No green card in this struggle, [A] immigration give you nothing but
Work, nigga, work, [Bb] work, work, nigga Work, work, work, work, [N] nigga
Work, got, got, [A] got, oh
A lot of niggas guys shoulda been from Hoover Street
No, I do not have a car, but I could buy one every week
Impin' like I'm 33, Moonkeys like I'm 36
[D] Shitbows like I'm 28, [A] Tacoma know I'm Ancient Way
OXY I'm in your state, eating off your [Bbm] dinner plate
My heart live with Santa's state, super [A] fly I need a cake
Bitch is throwing pussy, back and forth, they on my [C] dick
Passion dripping off her lips, she say she never had a crip
Uh, put in work, all big [Bbm] booties make it twerk
All big titties lift your shirt, [A] show a player what you're worth
Yeah, put in work, spray his ass in front of church
[Gm] Niggas said I did my shit, the pastor [A] said that nigga took
My collar on my shirt, make these bitches go berserk
Chippin' units, acting curt, faking Xanny's poppin' purse
Might not last, I'm bombing first, turn your backseat to a hearse
Back to the lab with Mother Earth, had to give young [Gm] Ferg a boost
A lot of homies cry, do the crime, homicide
Driving by, [A] popping nines, Pakistan, Columbine
Out [G] of line, pistols barking, ow, ow, rather die
Write a [C] script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs
You want that pretty flock of wretches, design [Bbm] a jacket
This thing niggas [C] too jacket, be the first to claim we faggots
My bitch is a movie [A] actress, side bitch, one of you will be pageant
Gotta check that work cap magic, but I'm so damn fine, make a bitch look average
Woo, do my daddy a merit
Right next to Ferg, you know [C] what's up, he felt some fucks
Loaded Lux, put in
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_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] I gotta close the window before I record cuz New York don't know how to be quiet
[A] _ _ stand up _
third
_ [Gb] _ Gucci [C] down to the socks like I'm Biggie Papa
[B] Keep your girl head and my Tommy [Bb] boxes, but when it doubt you
She a city house, cuz you know the friggin slang can't be any doubt
She don't [Am] get nothin' from a nigga doubt, but she get [Bb] his hard drink and some Cheerios
I'ma sell it out, but I never [Bb] go, but I put him in a dirt with the penny [Gm] louse
No tint though, on my window, so you see a nigga shinin' in a Benzo
[Ab] POSI
Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, [Bb] I'm a pimp though, no limp though, couldn't copy my style [C] in King Kong
Run up on [A] the killer, then I put him in the dirt, run up in the [C] building, see me gon' [Bb] squirt
That's what a nigga get when he get into my nerves, I ain't lyin'
Nigga I'm on that curb, ridin' on that killer, who be comin' in that Ferb
[G] Girl you twerk, [Bb] twerk that kitty girl, make it pop
Put him, twerk, twerk
Blacko, put him in the dirt, first you got the shovel, he gon' put him [A] in the earth
Turn a bad maniac with a all gone herd, yeah, [G] huh
Put him, twerk, schoolboy Q with a pound of the purse
So much work, he'll smoke up the [C] earth, Paul O'Brien, he said, well, hey
[A] Put him, twerk, that ain't Tom Gage, nope, that's Montana, [Gm] got him, a loose cannon, hey
[A] He shot me, so I had to do it, throw it, put him in the dirt, put him in the first
First, I just sold a Swimmy with ten homies on it
Her [G] ass fat, you can pop [C] ten Tahos on it
When they mask [A] up, comin' for your [G] ice
When they bare face, they comin' [A] for your life
Baby don't pray for me, pray for the weak
I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep
[C] Illuminati, [A] up on the street
Never saw my body, we takin' [C] bodies
Put him, twerk, put him _ _ [Bb] in the dirt
Shout out that motherland, twelve years old with guns in hand
They don't ask no questions, nigga, how they deal with bang, bang, bang
They don't ask no questions, how they deal with bang, bang
I said, I do this [Am] for them shotas, [Bb] Trinidad, I love you
[A] I do this for them shotas, Jamaica, I'm your brother
I know [Am] a bitch from B [A].I., yeah, yeah, yeah, that's my partner
You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then, that's your problem
I fuck with Asian niggas, and I fuck with Migos
I fuck with Asian niggas, all they speak is Creole
I said, all I speak is real, y'all niggas might hate me
But that don't get no deal, I said, now that don't get no deal
I just not got my deal, but [C] I been gettin' this money
No green card in this struggle, [A] immigration give you nothing but
Work, nigga, work, [Bb] work, work, nigga Work, work, work, work, [N] nigga
Work, got, got, [A] got, oh
A lot of niggas guys shoulda been from Hoover Street
No, I do not have a car, but I could buy one every week
Impin' like I'm 33, Moonkeys like I'm 36
[D] Shitbows like I'm 28, [A] Tacoma know I'm Ancient Way
OXY I'm in your state, eating off your [Bbm] dinner plate
My heart live with Santa's state, super [A] fly I need a cake
Bitch is throwing pussy, back and forth, they on my [C] dick
Passion dripping off her lips, she say she never had a crip
Uh, put in work, all big [Bbm] booties make it twerk
All big titties lift your shirt, [A] show a player what you're worth
Yeah, put in work, spray his ass in front of church
[Gm] Niggas said I did my shit, the pastor [A] said that nigga took
My collar on my shirt, make these bitches go berserk
Chippin' units, acting curt, faking Xanny's poppin' purse
Might not last, I'm bombing first, turn your backseat to a hearse
Back to the lab with Mother Earth, had to give young [Gm] Ferg a boost
A lot of homies cry, do the crime, homicide
Driving by, [A] popping nines, Pakistan, Columbine
Out [G] of line, pistols barking, ow, ow, rather die
Write a [C] script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs
You want that pretty flock of wretches, design [Bbm] a jacket
This thing niggas [C] too jacket, be the first to claim we faggots
My bitch is a movie [A] actress, side bitch, one of you will be pageant
Gotta check that work cap magic, but I'm so damn fine, make a bitch look average
Woo, do my daddy a merit
Right next to Ferg, you know [C] what's up, he felt some fucks
Loaded Lux, put in

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