I Gave You Power Chords by Nas
Tempo:
89.4 bpm
Chords used:
Abm
Bm
Eb
Gbm
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm] Damn.
Look out motherfuckers using nigga.
Just use me for whatever the [Gbm] fuck they want.
I don't get to say shit.
Just grab me just do what the fuck they [Bm] want.
Sell me throw me away niggas.
Just don't give a fuck about a nigga like me right like I'm a gun.
Shit, it's like I'm a motherfucking [Abm] gun.
I can't believe it.
She's world up.
I see some cold nights and bloody days.
They grab me bullets great.
So I sing this song to this day my body is cold still for real I was made to kill.
That's why they keep me concealed under car seats.
They sneak me in clubs then in the hands of man.
Thugs they feed me when they load me with mad slugs.
17 precisely one in my head they call me desert eagle send me auto it let I'm seven inches four pounds been through so many.
Towns Ohio the little rock took a Nazi living harshly beat up and batted.
They called me out.
I watch his nigga scat it making me kill, but what I feel it never met it when I'm MC.
I'm quiet finding myself in and to be fired a broken safety niggas place me in shelves under bed.
So I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred keeping me full up with hollow heads.
How you like me now?.
I go loud with this shit that moves crowds making every ghetto bow.
I might have took your first child scarred your life grip with your staff.
I gave you power.
I made you fuck Wow, how you like me now?.
I go loud with this shit that moves crowds making every ghetto bow.
I might have took your first child scarred your life grip with your staff.
I gave you power.
I made you fuck [Gm] Wow always I'm in [Eb] some shit.
[Abm] My abdomen is the clip the barrels my dick.
I'm circumcised for my skin back and cock me.
I bust off when they unlock me results of what happens to nigga shot me.
I see niggas bleeding running for me and fear stunningly tears fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys for years.
I've been used in robberies giving niggas heart to follow me placing peoples and graves.
Funerals made cuz I was sprayed I was laid in the shelf with a grenade man erect up tech with numbers on his chest.
That's a 5 to 9 3 8 5 and had a serial defaced hoping one day police will place where he came from Name is some sort of person to claim him tired of murdering made him wanna be a plain gun But show I had some other plans like the next time the beef is on I make myself jam right in my owners hand How you like me now?
I go blam is that shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first chance for your life a cripple just there.
I gave you power I made you fuck Wow, how you like me now?
I go black with the shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first chance for your life a cripple just there.
I gave you power [Abm] I made you fuck Wow No weeks been by and I'm surprised this stuck in this show with all the things that an outlaw hots Besides me is bullets, two faster than a nine is a grenade in a box And that jet that kept frying cause he ain't been cleaned in a year He's rusty, it's clear, he's about to fall to pieces Cause of his murder career, yo I can hear somebody coming in Open the shelf, his eyes bubbling, he said it was on I felt his palm, troubled him, shaking Somebody stomped him out, his zone was aching He placed me on his waist the moment I've been waiting My creation was for blacks to kill blacks It's gats like me that accidentally go off Making niggas memories but this time it's done intentionally He walked me outside, saw this cap, got me back, said remember me He pulled the trigger [Eb] but I held [Abm] on, it felt wrong Knowing niggas is waiting in hell form He squeezed harder, I didn't budge Sick of the blood, sick of the thugs, sick of rap or the next mans grudge What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt I knew him in better shape before he lit out He led the chase, my owner fell to the floor His rig split so fast I didn't know he was hit It's over with, heard mad niggas screaming Niggas running, cops is coming Now I'm happy until I felt somebody else
Look out motherfuckers using nigga.
Just use me for whatever the [Gbm] fuck they want.
I don't get to say shit.
Just grab me just do what the fuck they [Bm] want.
Sell me throw me away niggas.
Just don't give a fuck about a nigga like me right like I'm a gun.
Shit, it's like I'm a motherfucking [Abm] gun.
I can't believe it.
She's world up.
I see some cold nights and bloody days.
They grab me bullets great.
So I sing this song to this day my body is cold still for real I was made to kill.
That's why they keep me concealed under car seats.
They sneak me in clubs then in the hands of man.
Thugs they feed me when they load me with mad slugs.
17 precisely one in my head they call me desert eagle send me auto it let I'm seven inches four pounds been through so many.
Towns Ohio the little rock took a Nazi living harshly beat up and batted.
They called me out.
I watch his nigga scat it making me kill, but what I feel it never met it when I'm MC.
I'm quiet finding myself in and to be fired a broken safety niggas place me in shelves under bed.
So I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred keeping me full up with hollow heads.
How you like me now?.
I go loud with this shit that moves crowds making every ghetto bow.
I might have took your first child scarred your life grip with your staff.
I gave you power.
I made you fuck Wow, how you like me now?.
I go loud with this shit that moves crowds making every ghetto bow.
I might have took your first child scarred your life grip with your staff.
I gave you power.
I made you fuck [Gm] Wow always I'm in [Eb] some shit.
[Abm] My abdomen is the clip the barrels my dick.
I'm circumcised for my skin back and cock me.
I bust off when they unlock me results of what happens to nigga shot me.
I see niggas bleeding running for me and fear stunningly tears fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys for years.
I've been used in robberies giving niggas heart to follow me placing peoples and graves.
Funerals made cuz I was sprayed I was laid in the shelf with a grenade man erect up tech with numbers on his chest.
That's a 5 to 9 3 8 5 and had a serial defaced hoping one day police will place where he came from Name is some sort of person to claim him tired of murdering made him wanna be a plain gun But show I had some other plans like the next time the beef is on I make myself jam right in my owners hand How you like me now?
I go blam is that shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first chance for your life a cripple just there.
I gave you power I made you fuck Wow, how you like me now?
I go black with the shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first chance for your life a cripple just there.
I gave you power [Abm] I made you fuck Wow No weeks been by and I'm surprised this stuck in this show with all the things that an outlaw hots Besides me is bullets, two faster than a nine is a grenade in a box And that jet that kept frying cause he ain't been cleaned in a year He's rusty, it's clear, he's about to fall to pieces Cause of his murder career, yo I can hear somebody coming in Open the shelf, his eyes bubbling, he said it was on I felt his palm, troubled him, shaking Somebody stomped him out, his zone was aching He placed me on his waist the moment I've been waiting My creation was for blacks to kill blacks It's gats like me that accidentally go off Making niggas memories but this time it's done intentionally He walked me outside, saw this cap, got me back, said remember me He pulled the trigger [Eb] but I held [Abm] on, it felt wrong Knowing niggas is waiting in hell form He squeezed harder, I didn't budge Sick of the blood, sick of the thugs, sick of rap or the next mans grudge What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt I knew him in better shape before he lit out He led the chase, my owner fell to the floor His rig split so fast I didn't know he was hit It's over with, heard mad niggas screaming Niggas running, cops is coming Now I'm happy until I felt somebody else
Key:
Abm
Bm
Eb
Gbm
Gm
Abm
Bm
Eb
[Bm] _ _ _ _ Damn.
Look out motherfuckers using nigga.
Just use me for whatever the [Gbm] fuck they want.
I don't get to say shit.
Just grab me just do what the fuck they [Bm] want.
Sell me throw me away niggas.
Just don't give a fuck about a nigga like me right like I'm a gun.
Shit, it's like I'm a motherfucking [Abm] gun.
I can't believe it.
She's world up.
I see some cold nights and bloody days.
They grab me bullets great.
So I sing this song to this day my body is cold still for real I was made to kill.
That's why they keep me concealed under car seats.
They sneak me in clubs then in the hands of man.
Thugs they feed me when they load me with mad slugs.
17 precisely one in my head they call me desert eagle send me auto it let I'm seven inches four pounds been through so many.
Towns Ohio the little rock took a Nazi living harshly beat up and batted.
They called me out.
I watch his nigga scat it making me kill, but what I feel it never met it when I'm MC.
I'm quiet finding myself in and to be fired a broken safety niggas place me in shelves under bed.
So I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred keeping me full up with hollow heads.
How you like me now?.
I go loud with this shit that moves crowds making every ghetto bow.
I might have took your first child scarred your life grip with your staff.
I gave you power.
I made you fuck Wow, how you like me now?.
I go loud with this shit that moves crowds making every ghetto bow.
I might have took your first child scarred your life grip with your staff.
I gave you power.
I made you fuck [Gm] Wow always I'm in [Eb] some shit.
[Abm] My abdomen is the clip the barrels my dick.
I'm circumcised for my skin back and cock me.
I bust off when they unlock me results of what happens to nigga shot me.
I see niggas bleeding running for me and fear stunningly tears fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys for years.
I've been used in robberies giving niggas heart to follow me placing peoples and graves.
Funerals made cuz I was sprayed I was laid in the shelf with a grenade man erect up tech with numbers on his chest.
That's a 5 to 9 3 8 5 and had a serial defaced hoping one day police will place where he came from Name is some sort of person to claim him tired of murdering made him wanna be a plain gun But show I had some other plans like the next time the beef is on I make myself jam right in my owners hand How you like me now?
I go blam is that shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first chance for your life a cripple just there.
I gave you power I made you fuck Wow, how you like me now?
I go black with the shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first chance for your life a cripple just there.
I gave you power [Abm] I made you fuck Wow No weeks been by and I'm surprised this stuck in this show with all the things that an outlaw hots Besides me is bullets, two faster than a nine is a grenade in a box And that jet that kept frying cause he ain't been cleaned in a year He's rusty, it's clear, he's about to fall to pieces Cause of his murder career, yo I can hear somebody coming in Open the shelf, his eyes bubbling, he said it was on I felt his palm, troubled him, shaking Somebody stomped him out, his zone was aching He placed me on his waist the moment I've been waiting My creation was for blacks to kill blacks It's gats like me that accidentally go off Making niggas memories but this time it's done intentionally He walked me outside, saw this cap, got me back, said remember me He pulled the trigger [Eb] but I held [Abm] on, it felt wrong Knowing niggas is waiting in hell form He squeezed harder, I didn't budge Sick of the blood, sick of the thugs, sick of rap or the next mans grudge What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt I knew him in better shape before he lit out He led the chase, my owner fell to the floor His rig split so fast I didn't know he was hit It's over with, heard mad niggas screaming Niggas running, cops is coming Now I'm happy until I felt somebody else
Look out motherfuckers using nigga.
Just use me for whatever the [Gbm] fuck they want.
I don't get to say shit.
Just grab me just do what the fuck they [Bm] want.
Sell me throw me away niggas.
Just don't give a fuck about a nigga like me right like I'm a gun.
Shit, it's like I'm a motherfucking [Abm] gun.
I can't believe it.
She's world up.
I see some cold nights and bloody days.
They grab me bullets great.
So I sing this song to this day my body is cold still for real I was made to kill.
That's why they keep me concealed under car seats.
They sneak me in clubs then in the hands of man.
Thugs they feed me when they load me with mad slugs.
17 precisely one in my head they call me desert eagle send me auto it let I'm seven inches four pounds been through so many.
Towns Ohio the little rock took a Nazi living harshly beat up and batted.
They called me out.
I watch his nigga scat it making me kill, but what I feel it never met it when I'm MC.
I'm quiet finding myself in and to be fired a broken safety niggas place me in shelves under bed.
So I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred keeping me full up with hollow heads.
How you like me now?.
I go loud with this shit that moves crowds making every ghetto bow.
I might have took your first child scarred your life grip with your staff.
I gave you power.
I made you fuck Wow, how you like me now?.
I go loud with this shit that moves crowds making every ghetto bow.
I might have took your first child scarred your life grip with your staff.
I gave you power.
I made you fuck [Gm] Wow always I'm in [Eb] some shit.
[Abm] My abdomen is the clip the barrels my dick.
I'm circumcised for my skin back and cock me.
I bust off when they unlock me results of what happens to nigga shot me.
I see niggas bleeding running for me and fear stunningly tears fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys for years.
I've been used in robberies giving niggas heart to follow me placing peoples and graves.
Funerals made cuz I was sprayed I was laid in the shelf with a grenade man erect up tech with numbers on his chest.
That's a 5 to 9 3 8 5 and had a serial defaced hoping one day police will place where he came from Name is some sort of person to claim him tired of murdering made him wanna be a plain gun But show I had some other plans like the next time the beef is on I make myself jam right in my owners hand How you like me now?
I go blam is that shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first chance for your life a cripple just there.
I gave you power I made you fuck Wow, how you like me now?
I go black with the shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first chance for your life a cripple just there.
I gave you power [Abm] I made you fuck Wow No weeks been by and I'm surprised this stuck in this show with all the things that an outlaw hots Besides me is bullets, two faster than a nine is a grenade in a box And that jet that kept frying cause he ain't been cleaned in a year He's rusty, it's clear, he's about to fall to pieces Cause of his murder career, yo I can hear somebody coming in Open the shelf, his eyes bubbling, he said it was on I felt his palm, troubled him, shaking Somebody stomped him out, his zone was aching He placed me on his waist the moment I've been waiting My creation was for blacks to kill blacks It's gats like me that accidentally go off Making niggas memories but this time it's done intentionally He walked me outside, saw this cap, got me back, said remember me He pulled the trigger [Eb] but I held [Abm] on, it felt wrong Knowing niggas is waiting in hell form He squeezed harder, I didn't budge Sick of the blood, sick of the thugs, sick of rap or the next mans grudge What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt I knew him in better shape before he lit out He led the chase, my owner fell to the floor His rig split so fast I didn't know he was hit It's over with, heard mad niggas screaming Niggas running, cops is coming Now I'm happy until I felt somebody else