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This single was released on 24 November 2020. The vocals are by Cordae . The music is produced by Nami , Cardiak, and the lyrics are written by Cordae .
It is originally in the key of Eb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 90 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
 
Original Key: Eb Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 90
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
 [INTRO]


 . 
 [Intro]
                       Bb
 Gotta ride with 'em, ride with 'em
 Ebm
 Ride with 'em, roll with the, woah, woah, woah

 Tell 'em, "Ride with 'em," we could ride with 'em

 Ride with 'em, woah, we could, woah, woah, woah
 Ebm                         Bb
 I tell the odd, gotcha, odd, getcha, woo, what
 Ebm
 Check it out, nigga, woah, woah, woah, woah
                     Bb
 Nigga, we could fight with 'em, ride
   Bb
 Yeah, uh, yeah
 
 [VERSE ONE]
                 Ebm
 Done seen some shit within my lifetime, my light shine bright
                Bb
 Protect your energy from poison when the python strike
            Ebm
 My first mistake was doin' robberies on Niken bikes
            Bb
 Watch my moves and I'ma show you what a icon like

            Ebm
 Y'all let bygones be bygones, right?
                     Bb
 Nigga, fuck your truce, bust your move
  Bb                               Ebm
 And if that nigga touch your shoes
  Ebm
 You better blast on 'em and on my mama, nigga
       Bb
 I'ma get that cash on 'em, hunnid on the dash on 'em

 Ebm
 Swerve, born from the trench, you from the 'burbs
         Bb
 Nigga, fuck the early bird, nigga
                               Ebm
 I'ma get this motherfuckin' chicken
 Ebm
 And if a nigga ever got a problem, nigga
           Bb
 We can fuckin' solve it, on my mama, nigga

                 Ebm
 I just been itchin' to prove myself
                             Bb
 I just pray throughout the struggle I don't lose myself
                        Ebm
 Glock, no safety, Plaxico, I might shoot myself
                            Bb
 They catchin' bullets like two Odells, and, nigga, you gon' tell

 But listen

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 [CHORUS]
         Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint
            Bb
 And I can tell you shit the other niggas can't, lemme tell you
         Ebm
 I can tell you by the time I had the drop a nigga rank
             Bb
 And I can tell you shit I did up off the drank, lemme tell you

         Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for twenty bands
               Bb
 And used that shit to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you
         Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan
         Bb
 I can tell you shit, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, nigga
 
 [VERSE TWO]
   Ebm
 First and foremost, for every door that's opened, a door close
  Bb
 Beat a nigga, take his Bordeauxs, upgrade my wardrobe
     Ebm
 And Lord knows livin' like this, it leads a short road
        Bb
 A dead end, or prison time, where we was headin'

     Ebm
 Instead, when I got bread, broke it with bredren
  Bb
 Eyes open, leave the house, move like a veteran
   Ebm
 Made a couple dollars from come-ups, my niggas flexin'
    Bb
 Nigga got a problem, then I can make some corrections

   Ebm
 Okay, cool, still with the same niggas since grade school
 Bb
 Give a fuck about your shade room when I had made room
  Ebm
 For everybody on that late moon, and word to Rae Sremm'
  Bb
 Had to bring the motherfuckin' swang on 'em

     Ebm
 And I ain't even wanna have to blink on 'em
      Bb
 That Lam' truck got a full tank on 'em
      Ebm
 But, a nigga better not look at me wrong
        Bb
 It's certain shit that I can't say on this song, but let me tell you, nigga

 www.chordzone.org

 [CHORUS]
          Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint
            Bb
 And I can tell you shit the other niggas can't, lemme tell you
         Ebm
 I can tell you by the time I had the drop a nigga rank
           Bb
 And I can tell you shit I did up off the drank, lemme tell you

         Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for twenty bands
             Bb
 And used that shit to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you
        Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan
        Bb
 I can tell you shit, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, nigga

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This single was released on 24 November 2020. The vocals are by Cordae . The music is produced by Nami , Cardiak, and the lyrics are written by Cordae .
It is originally in the key of Eb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 90 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
 
Original Key: Eb Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 90
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
 [INTRO]


 . 
 [Intro]
                       Bb
 Gotta ride with 'em, ride with 'em
 Ebm
 Ride with 'em, roll with the, woah, woah, woah

 Tell 'em, "Ride with 'em," we could ride with 'em

 Ride with 'em, woah, we could, woah, woah, woah
 Ebm                         Bb
 I tell the odd, gotcha, odd, getcha, woo, what
 Ebm
 Check it out, nigga, woah, woah, woah, woah
                     Bb
 Nigga, we could fight with 'em, ride
   Bb
 Yeah, uh, yeah
 
 [VERSE ONE]
                 Ebm
 Done seen some shit within my lifetime, my light shine bright
                Bb
 Protect your energy from poison when the python strike
            Ebm
 My first mistake was doin' robberies on Niken bikes
            Bb
 Watch my moves and I'ma show you what a icon like

            Ebm
 Y'all let bygones be bygones, right?
                     Bb
 Nigga, fuck your truce, bust your move
  Bb                               Ebm
 And if that nigga touch your shoes
  Ebm
 You better blast on 'em and on my mama, nigga
       Bb
 I'ma get that cash on 'em, hunnid on the dash on 'em

 Ebm
 Swerve, born from the trench, you from the 'burbs
         Bb
 Nigga, fuck the early bird, nigga
                               Ebm
 I'ma get this motherfuckin' chicken
 Ebm
 And if a nigga ever got a problem, nigga
           Bb
 We can fuckin' solve it, on my mama, nigga

                 Ebm
 I just been itchin' to prove myself
                             Bb
 I just pray throughout the struggle I don't lose myself
                        Ebm
 Glock, no safety, Plaxico, I might shoot myself
                            Bb
 They catchin' bullets like two Odells, and, nigga, you gon' tell

 But listen

 www.chordzone.org

 [CHORUS]
         Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint
            Bb
 And I can tell you shit the other niggas can't, lemme tell you
         Ebm
 I can tell you by the time I had the drop a nigga rank
             Bb
 And I can tell you shit I did up off the drank, lemme tell you

         Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for twenty bands
               Bb
 And used that shit to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you
         Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan
         Bb
 I can tell you shit, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, nigga
 
 [VERSE TWO]
   Ebm
 First and foremost, for every door that's opened, a door close
  Bb
 Beat a nigga, take his Bordeauxs, upgrade my wardrobe
     Ebm
 And Lord knows livin' like this, it leads a short road
        Bb
 A dead end, or prison time, where we was headin'

     Ebm
 Instead, when I got bread, broke it with bredren
  Bb
 Eyes open, leave the house, move like a veteran
   Ebm
 Made a couple dollars from come-ups, my niggas flexin'
    Bb
 Nigga got a problem, then I can make some corrections

   Ebm
 Okay, cool, still with the same niggas since grade school
 Bb
 Give a fuck about your shade room when I had made room
  Ebm
 For everybody on that late moon, and word to Rae Sremm'
  Bb
 Had to bring the motherfuckin' swang on 'em

     Ebm
 And I ain't even wanna have to blink on 'em
      Bb
 That Lam' truck got a full tank on 'em
      Ebm
 But, a nigga better not look at me wrong
        Bb
 It's certain shit that I can't say on this song, but let me tell you, nigga

 www.chordzone.org

 [CHORUS]
          Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint
            Bb
 And I can tell you shit the other niggas can't, lemme tell you
         Ebm
 I can tell you by the time I had the drop a nigga rank
           Bb
 And I can tell you shit I did up off the drank, lemme tell you

         Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for twenty bands
             Bb
 And used that shit to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you
        Ebm
 I can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan
        Bb
 I can tell you shit, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, nigga

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