Chords for YoungBloodZ - Damn! (Video) ft. Lil' Jon
Tempo:
84.05 bpm
Chords used:
C
Em
E
Am
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ab] [C] Okay, okay, it's Sean Paul.
Look, John, J-Bow Youngblood, you already know how we do it [Em] homeboy.
And real, it's [Gbm] A-Town on a rock and roll.
Real, it's A-Town, [G] and I'm cool, you [Em] already know it's real.
Look, John, East Side Boys, and your boy Sean Paul.
He playin' like his hellboy.
[Am] They callin' me, they come back to the street.
Sean B.
A.K.A. [E] Sean P.
said [Am] it was necessary.
These sucka-tas out here very scary.
They cuffin' niggas, they livin' in a [G] motha-fairy.
We're okay then.
Put a sister-tas on this lady.
Kick in the door and have my folk done bring them K's in.
I'm still at it.
A-T-T-I-C.
It ain't no-one but a duffel deal.
Who don't know about me, but I'm for sure [C] with it.
Don't make me pop that trunk to the left, I will go get it.
And I ain't selfish, [Am] I will let you and your old willies.
Won't catch me sippin' on no crisps, ain't [C] got a cold billin'.
It's Sean [E] Blood's A-Town, all liquor [Bm] sippin'.
[C] Comin' straight from the gutter.
Toe-tag a [Bm] motha-f***er, leave him under [C] a cover.
[Bm] Look, John, he drop the beat to make it bounce like rubber.
Sean Paul told the heat to make it muggy [Am] and sluggish.
If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a damn, go [Em] throw it up.
[Am] If you don't give a damn, go [Em] throw it up.
Don't start [C] [Em] [C]
[Em] [C] no stuff, won't be no stop.
I post up, get through it, drink hand in hand.
They call me Mr.
Herringbone, cause that's my right-hand man.
Old Stu, straight foolish like no other, indeed.
With Lil' Johnny's young bloods, [Em] that's bark as can be.
At it, crew 105, that's if you look in [C] the rumble.
[Bm] Cop back, buck aim, now I done got [C] your number.
[Em] In the club, you gon' feel it when it drop [Cm] this summer.
[G] Like rain, we gon' pour and [Am] hit you hard like thunder.
Cause in the 30s, [C] we do more than drink, you under the table.
Where the m****s pimp, and fly suits and gators.
Hear my Chevy, so super, I'm the one to call.
Just dial 1-800-430-slash [Bm]-alcohol.
And dog, I'm not the one that you really just [D] wanna clown.
[Em] I'm cool in my war, but still, I shut him down.
This m**** on them haters, J-Bo, he [F] cuts a fool.
[E] In a cut, bop, slither somewhere, [F] that's how we do.
If you don't give a damn, go [Em] [Am] [Em] throw it [C] [E] [F] [Em] up.
[C] [Em] Don't [C]
[Em] start no [C] [B] stuff, won't be no stuff.
[C] Out of time, hard heads get switched, cheese done.
And you gon' need more decisions to patch that leak up.
Chunk like we off a mild TB, dog.
With a clutch, leather clutch, steady gripping [E] the blood.
Oh, you been so [G] witty, I'll pull your pills to [C] show it.
[Em] You ain't with it, and I ain't selfish.
[C] I will let [E] you and your folks feel it.
Talking big [C] questions, [E] me bugging like a m****.
I might handle [C] my deal.
Cause off the grip, we keep it chumping like it ain't nothing new.
We [N] started off with Shake and Muscle with partner O'Guess.
It's a boy from that bottom who took you down 85.
And hit you with that grueling, [Dm] so look here, don't [Em] be surprised.
We bucking, blowing, dealer, and sipping on something good.
I'm peeping out the scenery, wishing the **** would.
In case it just might pop, I'm all ready to lock and load.
To take you through the south, to show you how we throw them bows.
[F] If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a [Em] damn, go throw it [C] [E] [Am] [E] up.
Don't [C] start [E] no [C]
[Em] [Cm] [E] stuff, won't be [Am] no stuff.
Lean [C] low, lean [Ab] low, to the floor, to the floor.
Can you work it, can you work it, let me know.
Lean low, lean low, to the floor, to the floor.
Can you
Look, John, J-Bow Youngblood, you already know how we do it [Em] homeboy.
And real, it's [Gbm] A-Town on a rock and roll.
Real, it's A-Town, [G] and I'm cool, you [Em] already know it's real.
Look, John, East Side Boys, and your boy Sean Paul.
He playin' like his hellboy.
[Am] They callin' me, they come back to the street.
Sean B.
A.K.A. [E] Sean P.
said [Am] it was necessary.
These sucka-tas out here very scary.
They cuffin' niggas, they livin' in a [G] motha-fairy.
We're okay then.
Put a sister-tas on this lady.
Kick in the door and have my folk done bring them K's in.
I'm still at it.
A-T-T-I-C.
It ain't no-one but a duffel deal.
Who don't know about me, but I'm for sure [C] with it.
Don't make me pop that trunk to the left, I will go get it.
And I ain't selfish, [Am] I will let you and your old willies.
Won't catch me sippin' on no crisps, ain't [C] got a cold billin'.
It's Sean [E] Blood's A-Town, all liquor [Bm] sippin'.
[C] Comin' straight from the gutter.
Toe-tag a [Bm] motha-f***er, leave him under [C] a cover.
[Bm] Look, John, he drop the beat to make it bounce like rubber.
Sean Paul told the heat to make it muggy [Am] and sluggish.
If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a damn, go [Em] throw it up.
[Am] If you don't give a damn, go [Em] throw it up.
Don't start [C] [Em] [C]
[Em] [C] no stuff, won't be no stop.
I post up, get through it, drink hand in hand.
They call me Mr.
Herringbone, cause that's my right-hand man.
Old Stu, straight foolish like no other, indeed.
With Lil' Johnny's young bloods, [Em] that's bark as can be.
At it, crew 105, that's if you look in [C] the rumble.
[Bm] Cop back, buck aim, now I done got [C] your number.
[Em] In the club, you gon' feel it when it drop [Cm] this summer.
[G] Like rain, we gon' pour and [Am] hit you hard like thunder.
Cause in the 30s, [C] we do more than drink, you under the table.
Where the m****s pimp, and fly suits and gators.
Hear my Chevy, so super, I'm the one to call.
Just dial 1-800-430-slash [Bm]-alcohol.
And dog, I'm not the one that you really just [D] wanna clown.
[Em] I'm cool in my war, but still, I shut him down.
This m**** on them haters, J-Bo, he [F] cuts a fool.
[E] In a cut, bop, slither somewhere, [F] that's how we do.
If you don't give a damn, go [Em] [Am] [Em] throw it [C] [E] [F] [Em] up.
[C] [Em] Don't [C]
[Em] start no [C] [B] stuff, won't be no stuff.
[C] Out of time, hard heads get switched, cheese done.
And you gon' need more decisions to patch that leak up.
Chunk like we off a mild TB, dog.
With a clutch, leather clutch, steady gripping [E] the blood.
Oh, you been so [G] witty, I'll pull your pills to [C] show it.
[Em] You ain't with it, and I ain't selfish.
[C] I will let [E] you and your folks feel it.
Talking big [C] questions, [E] me bugging like a m****.
I might handle [C] my deal.
Cause off the grip, we keep it chumping like it ain't nothing new.
We [N] started off with Shake and Muscle with partner O'Guess.
It's a boy from that bottom who took you down 85.
And hit you with that grueling, [Dm] so look here, don't [Em] be surprised.
We bucking, blowing, dealer, and sipping on something good.
I'm peeping out the scenery, wishing the **** would.
In case it just might pop, I'm all ready to lock and load.
To take you through the south, to show you how we throw them bows.
[F] If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a [Em] damn, go throw it [C] [E] [Am] [E] up.
Don't [C] start [E] no [C]
[Em] [Cm] [E] stuff, won't be [Am] no stuff.
Lean [C] low, lean [Ab] low, to the floor, to the floor.
Can you work it, can you work it, let me know.
Lean low, lean low, to the floor, to the floor.
Can you
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[Ab] _ _ _ [C] _ Okay, okay, it's Sean Paul.
Look, John, J-Bow Youngblood, you already know how we do it [Em] homeboy.
And real, it's [Gbm] A-Town on a rock and roll.
Real, it's A-Town, [G] and I'm cool, you [Em] already know it's real.
Look, John, East Side Boys, and your boy Sean Paul.
He playin' like his hellboy.
[Am] They callin' me, they come back to the street.
Sean B.
A.K.A. [E] Sean P.
said [Am] it was necessary.
These sucka-tas out here very scary.
They cuffin' niggas, they livin' in a [G] motha-fairy.
We're okay then.
Put a sister-tas on this lady.
Kick in the door and have my folk done bring them K's in.
I'm still at it.
A-T-T-I-C.
It ain't no-one but a duffel deal.
Who don't know about me, but I'm for sure [C] with it.
Don't make me pop that trunk to the left, I will go get it.
And I ain't selfish, [Am] I will let you and your old willies.
Won't catch me sippin' on no crisps, ain't [C] got a cold billin'.
It's Sean [E] Blood's A-Town, all liquor [Bm] sippin'.
[C] Comin' straight from the gutter.
Toe-tag a [Bm] motha-f***er, leave him under [C] a cover.
[Bm] Look, John, he drop the beat to make it bounce like rubber.
Sean Paul told the heat to make it muggy [Am] and sluggish.
If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a damn, go [Em] throw it up.
[Am] If you don't give a damn, go [Em] throw it up.
Don't start _ _ [C] _ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _
[Em] _ _ _ [C] _ no stuff, won't be no stop.
I post up, get through it, drink hand in hand.
They call me Mr.
Herringbone, cause that's my right-hand man.
Old Stu, straight foolish like no other, indeed.
With Lil' Johnny's young bloods, [Em] that's bark as can be.
At it, crew 105, that's if you look in [C] the rumble.
[Bm] Cop back, buck aim, now I done got [C] your number.
[Em] In the club, you gon' feel it when it drop [Cm] this summer.
[G] Like rain, we gon' pour and [Am] hit you hard like thunder.
Cause in the 30s, [C] we do more than drink, you under the table.
Where the m****s pimp, and fly suits and gators.
Hear my Chevy, so super, I'm the one to call.
Just dial 1-800-430-slash [Bm]-alcohol.
And dog, I'm not the one that you really just [D] wanna clown.
[Em] I'm cool in my war, but still, I shut him down.
This m**** on them haters, J-Bo, he [F] cuts a fool.
[E] In a cut, bop, slither somewhere, [F] that's how we do.
If you don't give a damn, go [Em] _ [Am] _ _ [Em] throw it _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [F] _ [Em] up.
_ _ _ [C] [Em] Don't _ _ [C]
[Em] start no _ [C] _ [B] stuff, won't be no stuff.
[C] Out of time, hard heads get switched, cheese done.
And you gon' need more decisions to patch that leak up.
Chunk like we off a mild TB, dog.
With a clutch, leather clutch, steady gripping [E] the blood.
Oh, you been so [G] witty, I'll pull your pills to [C] show it.
[Em] You ain't with it, and I ain't selfish.
[C] I will let [E] you and your folks feel it.
Talking big [C] questions, [E] me bugging like a m****.
I might handle [C] my deal.
Cause off the grip, we keep it chumping like it ain't nothing new.
We [N] started off with Shake and Muscle with partner O'Guess.
It's a boy from that bottom who took you down 85.
And hit you with that grueling, [Dm] so look here, don't [Em] be surprised.
We bucking, blowing, dealer, and sipping on something good.
I'm peeping out the scenery, wishing the **** would.
In case it just might pop, I'm all ready to lock and load.
To take you through the south, to show you how we throw them bows.
[F] If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a [Em] damn, go throw it _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ [E] up.
Don't _ [C] _ start [E] no _ [C] _
_ [Em] _ _ [Cm] _ [E] stuff, won't be [Am] no stuff.
Lean [C] _ _ _ _ _ low, _ _ _ _ lean [Ab] low, to the floor, to the floor.
Can you work it, can you work it, let me know.
Lean low, lean low, to the floor, to the floor.
Can you
Look, John, J-Bow Youngblood, you already know how we do it [Em] homeboy.
And real, it's [Gbm] A-Town on a rock and roll.
Real, it's A-Town, [G] and I'm cool, you [Em] already know it's real.
Look, John, East Side Boys, and your boy Sean Paul.
He playin' like his hellboy.
[Am] They callin' me, they come back to the street.
Sean B.
A.K.A. [E] Sean P.
said [Am] it was necessary.
These sucka-tas out here very scary.
They cuffin' niggas, they livin' in a [G] motha-fairy.
We're okay then.
Put a sister-tas on this lady.
Kick in the door and have my folk done bring them K's in.
I'm still at it.
A-T-T-I-C.
It ain't no-one but a duffel deal.
Who don't know about me, but I'm for sure [C] with it.
Don't make me pop that trunk to the left, I will go get it.
And I ain't selfish, [Am] I will let you and your old willies.
Won't catch me sippin' on no crisps, ain't [C] got a cold billin'.
It's Sean [E] Blood's A-Town, all liquor [Bm] sippin'.
[C] Comin' straight from the gutter.
Toe-tag a [Bm] motha-f***er, leave him under [C] a cover.
[Bm] Look, John, he drop the beat to make it bounce like rubber.
Sean Paul told the heat to make it muggy [Am] and sluggish.
If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a damn, go [Em] throw it up.
[Am] If you don't give a damn, go [Em] throw it up.
Don't start _ _ [C] _ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _
[Em] _ _ _ [C] _ no stuff, won't be no stop.
I post up, get through it, drink hand in hand.
They call me Mr.
Herringbone, cause that's my right-hand man.
Old Stu, straight foolish like no other, indeed.
With Lil' Johnny's young bloods, [Em] that's bark as can be.
At it, crew 105, that's if you look in [C] the rumble.
[Bm] Cop back, buck aim, now I done got [C] your number.
[Em] In the club, you gon' feel it when it drop [Cm] this summer.
[G] Like rain, we gon' pour and [Am] hit you hard like thunder.
Cause in the 30s, [C] we do more than drink, you under the table.
Where the m****s pimp, and fly suits and gators.
Hear my Chevy, so super, I'm the one to call.
Just dial 1-800-430-slash [Bm]-alcohol.
And dog, I'm not the one that you really just [D] wanna clown.
[Em] I'm cool in my war, but still, I shut him down.
This m**** on them haters, J-Bo, he [F] cuts a fool.
[E] In a cut, bop, slither somewhere, [F] that's how we do.
If you don't give a damn, go [Em] _ [Am] _ _ [Em] throw it _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [F] _ [Em] up.
_ _ _ [C] [Em] Don't _ _ [C]
[Em] start no _ [C] _ [B] stuff, won't be no stuff.
[C] Out of time, hard heads get switched, cheese done.
And you gon' need more decisions to patch that leak up.
Chunk like we off a mild TB, dog.
With a clutch, leather clutch, steady gripping [E] the blood.
Oh, you been so [G] witty, I'll pull your pills to [C] show it.
[Em] You ain't with it, and I ain't selfish.
[C] I will let [E] you and your folks feel it.
Talking big [C] questions, [E] me bugging like a m****.
I might handle [C] my deal.
Cause off the grip, we keep it chumping like it ain't nothing new.
We [N] started off with Shake and Muscle with partner O'Guess.
It's a boy from that bottom who took you down 85.
And hit you with that grueling, [Dm] so look here, don't [Em] be surprised.
We bucking, blowing, dealer, and sipping on something good.
I'm peeping out the scenery, wishing the **** would.
In case it just might pop, I'm all ready to lock and load.
To take you through the south, to show you how we throw them bows.
[F] If you don't give a damn, go throw it up.
If you don't give a [Em] damn, go throw it _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ [E] up.
Don't _ [C] _ start [E] no _ [C] _
_ [Em] _ _ [Cm] _ [E] stuff, won't be [Am] no stuff.
Lean [C] _ _ _ _ _ low, _ _ _ _ lean [Ab] low, to the floor, to the floor.
Can you work it, can you work it, let me know.
Lean low, lean low, to the floor, to the floor.
Can you