Tonalità: B minor
Verse 1
Cm
G
One, two
Fm
Check, one, two
Cm
One, two, who got more style than Son do?
G
Fm
Check, one, two
Verse 2
Cm
Yo, I'm hot like 95 Fahrenheit
On a summer night,
Gm
Fm
tight spot where bodies rot
Cm
Rats drink from water drops
in the streets, niggas
Little kids,
G
Fm
scared cops with red dots
Cm
Philosophical gangsta,
where violent priors
Goin' back like black and white
G
Fm
TV's with pliers
Cm
Leanin' on broke down
cars with flat tires
G
Flash iron on anybody tryin' on the
Fm
Cm
blocks I'm supplyin' on
Madicon, my peeps,
tie balloons up
Gm
Then swallow 'em in the penal,
Fm
got goons, lots of 'em
Cm
Cops see them and run,
don't want no drama
G
Certain parts of the streets,
Fm
the beast don't want a part of
Cm
Martyr, hood haunted like the Dakota
Gm
Where John Lennon was shot up,
Fm
but he sang for peace
Cm
He begged for freedom,
hanged with wild Jamicians
Gm
From Kingston, who drink Irish Moss
Fm
Cm
Listenin' to Peter Winston,
Machintosh
Lightning hits the top
G
of the church steeple
Fm
When I'm writin',
F
Cm
semi-automatic no no hyphen
G
Fm
It's frightening
Verse 3
Cm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Gm
Understandable smooth shit
Fm
that murderers move with
Cm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Gm
Understandable smooth shit
Fm
that murderers move with
Cm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Gm
Understandable smooth shit that
Fm
murderers move with
Cm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Gm
Understandable smooth shit
Fm
that murderers move with
Verse 4
Cm
I take summers off 'cause
I love winter beef
G
Fm
Started '87 with the shotty in
the sheep
Cm
Three-quarter length length beige,
dressed to kill
G
Bust a shell at the ground,
Fm
pellets hit the crowd
Cm
Nobody like a snitch,
everybody shut they mouth
G
Fm
Woolrich, Carhart, gun powder stains
Cm
Smellin' like trees,
sensimille on the brain
G
Schemin' on ya girls,
Fm
bamboos on ya chain
Cm
Got ill up on the train, twistin' off a cap
G
Of a English in my vain,
F
Fm
might of pushed you on the tracks
Cm
Deaf crack fiends, who can't speak,
scream noises
'Cause she bought a jum of soap
Fm
Cm
from one of my boys, it's
Just another day in the hood
Gm
And I'm, with some wild
Fm
brothers, up to no good
Cm
We saw the movies,
like Tony Montana, and 'em
Gm
Fm
But our style was let them piled in,
Cm
we robbin 'em
Money dudes,
make 'em come up out they shoes
Run they jewels, word is bond,
Fm
F
while my man Nino gone
Cm
And I had to make a song
speakin' on my old life
Fm
For the thief's who come out at night
Verse 5
Cm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Gm
Understandable smooth shit
Fm
that murderers move with
Cm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Gm
Understandable smooth shit
Fm
that murderers move with
Cm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable smooth shit that
Fm
murderers move with
Cm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
G
Understandable smooth shit
Fm
Cm
that murderers move with
Verse 6
Cm
G
One, two
Fm
Cm
Check, one, two
Fm
Cm
One, two
Fm
Check, one, two
Cm
One, two, who got more style
than Son do?
G
F
Fm
Ti è piaciuto il brano?
AccordatoreE A D G B E
AccordiCm G Fm Gm F
Altri brani di Nas
Scopri altri brani e i relativi accordi
5.0
Accordi popolari a livello globale
Accordi e tablature più suonati dagli utenti
Aggiunti di recente
Accordi e tablature aggiunti di recente