Chords ng Bruh ni
Jeezy
Jeezy

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Susi: D minor
Verse 1
Cm
Cm
I been getting it since
the sixth grade (yeah)
Uh, shit
Verse 2
Cm
Cm
Let me see if some of y'all can relate (this motherfucker
G
G
Like '05 visions (yeah)
Cm
Cm
Ab
Ab
Hunnid deep, every nigga with a champagne bottle
Dm
Dm
(I'll give it to 'em)
Cm
Cm
(Yeah) Snoman shirts for everybody
Verse 3
Cm
Cm
Yeah, you already know, bruh
You done seen this shit before, bruh
Haters wanna see you dead, bruh
Bitches, they just want your bread, bruh
Tryna dodge the blue and
red lights
Rollie looking like some headlights
Call my traphouse the bakery
That's where they keep the bread
right (Gangsta Grillz)
Verse 4
Cm
Cm
I been getting it since the sixth
grade (sixth grade)
Water whippin' I'm the best
out (yeah)
VVS, yeah, the water stone typa shit
to make you stick your chest out
Gm
Gm
Left the lot bought a gold
chain (gold chain)
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Water boiling talkin' Lo
Mein (yeah)
Dm
Dm
You love money but you hate
fame (hate fame)
Gm
Gm
Gotta pocket full now
Dm
Dm
that's loose change
Cm
Cm
Paper looking like a notebook
(notebook)
Chinchilla flow need a coat hook (woo)
See I graduated from the dope
game (dope game)
A dope beat, I write a dope hook (yeah)
Gm
Gm
Tell them niggas this a hit, bruh (hit,
Verse 5
Gm
Gm
bruh)
Tell them bitches this a hit, bruh (hit,
Cm
Cm
bruh)
Gm
Gm
Jizzle back talkin' shit, bruh
Dm
Dm
Swear them niggas snappin' like a pit,
Cm
Cm
bruh
Dm
Dm
You already know,
Verse 6
Cm
Cm
bruh
You done seen this shit before, bruh
Haters wanna see you dead, bruh
Bitches they just want your bread, bruh
Tryna dodge the blue and
red lights
Rollie looking like some headlights
(headlights)
Call my traphouse the bakery
That's where they keep
Verse 7
the bread right, look
Cm
Cm
Bank account like a phone
number (yeah)
I just gave your bitch the
Gm
Gm
wrong number (woo)
Cm
Cm
I don't fuck with no fuck niggas,
Gm
Gm
you the type a nigga get along with 'em (yeah)
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
So what that really say about you?
What the streets say that might be true
Cm
Cm
Dm
Dm
Real nigga nothing like y'all,
Cm
Cm
Dm
Dm
if the kitchen funky spray Lysol, look
Verse 8
Cm
Cm
You can tell them niggas this
a hit, bruh (hit, bruh)
Tell them bitches this a hit, bruh (hit, bruh)
D Rich on his shit, bruh
Swear he got it poppin' like a zit,
G
G
bruh (yeah)
Gm
Gm
Pray to God the forty hittin' too
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Backstabbing niggas gettin' sued
Cm
Cm
Take 'em out the hood,
Dm
Dm
have 'em living good
Cm
Cm
Dm
Dm
Spend up all his money then sue, look
Verse 9
Dm
Dm
Cm
Cm
You already know, bruh
You done seen this shit before, bruh
Haters wanna see you dead, bruh
Bitches they just want your bread,
bruh
Tryna dodge the blue and
red lights
Rollie looking like some
headlights (headlights)
Call my traphouse the bakery
Cm
Cm
That's where they keep the bread right,
Verse 10
look
Cm
Cm
Hahaha
I got my mojo back, baby
Oh, behave
Gsus4
Gsus4
Cm
Cm
Gsus4
Gsus4
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Snow man
Dm
Dm
Who me?
Dm
Dm
Mr. Thanksgiving

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