PAPOOSE feat LIL WAYNE – Thought I Was Gonna Stop Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano | 1000+ Collections best music of time

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PAPOOSE feat LIL WAYNE – Thought I Was Gonna Stop Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano | Collections best music of time

This single was released on 30 September 2021. The vocals are by Papoose , Lil Wayne, the music is produced by Lil Wayne , Papoose, and the lyrics are written by Timbaland.
This song 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 104 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
 
Original Key: Eb Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 104
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
[INTRO]
 
 [VERSE] 
 Ebm
 While y'all was on Clubhouse, I was in the dugout
 Ebm
 Waiting to get up to bat and knock a home run out
 Ebm
 Noriega thugged out, walking with my snub out
 Ebm
 No serial numbers on the side, they was rubbed out
 Ebm
 I give you a blood bath, then I let the blood out
 Ebm
 Pull the stopper out of the bottom and drain the tub out
 Ebm
 Know my way through any hood, nigga what you talm' 'bout?
 Ebm
 You follow the GPS, I just took the thug route
 Ebm
 Eighteen years, can't wait 'til they let my cuz out
 Ebm
 Couldn't believe it when the words came out the judge mouth
 Ebm
 Had to use candles 'cause we blew the lightbulbs out
 Ebm
 Sleeping on a bum couch, I live in a drug housе
 Ebm
 He said I ain't like that, man that nigga bugged out
 Ebm
 Likе what? Nigga, I'll shoot your fuckin' mug out
 Ebm
 Momma said, "Pull your pants up," I got cussed out
 Ebm
 Used to wear my sneakers like Jordan with the tongue out


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 [CHORUS] 
 Ebm
 Thought I was gon' stop? I'm offin' 'em off top
 Ebm
 I'm the talk of New York, I walk with the hawk and the four cocked
 Ebm
 Make all of 'em call cops, they frozen, they broads stop
 Ebm
 This shit doggin', make sure when I let it off, it's a sure shot
 Ebm
 Heard his crib is like Fort Knox, who said I was gon' knock?
 Ebm
 Using force on the door, so I'm gon' give him a bald spot
 Ebm
 I'm slaughtering all opps, I'm ordering more blocks
 Ebm
 Like Optimus in his prime, I'm strong as an Autobot, ha!

 [VERSE] 
 Ebm
 While y'all been on TikTok, I been on B.I.G., Pac
 Ebm
 Big Glock, it's Alfred Hitchcock, get your kid rocked
 Ebm
 Silk shock a nigga like P brother, tree lover
 Ebm
 Fell in love with a bitch, my bitch just told me she love her
 Ebm
 We run it, been running this shit, I can't feel my legs
 Ebm
 Your brother got them birds, have my niggas come and steal his eggs
 Ebm
 I be on a million meds, I can put your doctor on
 Ebm
 Dana White diamonds on, stones look like a octagon
 Ebm
 Can't stop, fuck you if you think not
 Ebm
 The gun pop, the gun ring, you suck it like a Ring Pop
 Ebm
 Had to do my thing, Pap, had to let the snub blap
 Ebm
 Riding 'til the wheels fall off, no hub cap
 Ebm
 All this mud in my cup and I don't need no mud flaps
 Ebm
 I don't need no hug, dap, I don't need no rug rats
 Ebm
 So she gon' have to chug that
 Ebm
 I'm like Tom Brady, still ballin' where the Bucs at
 Ebm
 Young Money, young man, YM

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full song PAPOOSE feat LIL WAYNE – Thought I Was Gonna Stop Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

This single was released on 30 September 2021. The vocals are by Papoose , Lil Wayne, the music is produced by Lil Wayne , Papoose, and the lyrics are written by Timbaland.
This song 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 104 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
 
Original Key: Eb Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 104
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
[INTRO]
 
 [VERSE] 
 Ebm
 While y'all was on Clubhouse, I was in the dugout
 Ebm
 Waiting to get up to bat and knock a home run out
 Ebm
 Noriega thugged out, walking with my snub out
 Ebm
 No serial numbers on the side, they was rubbed out
 Ebm
 I give you a blood bath, then I let the blood out
 Ebm
 Pull the stopper out of the bottom and drain the tub out
 Ebm
 Know my way through any hood, nigga what you talm' 'bout?
 Ebm
 You follow the GPS, I just took the thug route
 Ebm
 Eighteen years, can't wait 'til they let my cuz out
 Ebm
 Couldn't believe it when the words came out the judge mouth
 Ebm
 Had to use candles 'cause we blew the lightbulbs out
 Ebm
 Sleeping on a bum couch, I live in a drug housе
 Ebm
 He said I ain't like that, man that nigga bugged out
 Ebm
 Likе what? Nigga, I'll shoot your fuckin' mug out
 Ebm
 Momma said, "Pull your pants up," I got cussed out
 Ebm
 Used to wear my sneakers like Jordan with the tongue out


 www.chordzone.org

 [CHORUS] 
 Ebm
 Thought I was gon' stop? I'm offin' 'em off top
 Ebm
 I'm the talk of New York, I walk with the hawk and the four cocked
 Ebm
 Make all of 'em call cops, they frozen, they broads stop
 Ebm
 This shit doggin', make sure when I let it off, it's a sure shot
 Ebm
 Heard his crib is like Fort Knox, who said I was gon' knock?
 Ebm
 Using force on the door, so I'm gon' give him a bald spot
 Ebm
 I'm slaughtering all opps, I'm ordering more blocks
 Ebm
 Like Optimus in his prime, I'm strong as an Autobot, ha!

 [VERSE] 
 Ebm
 While y'all been on TikTok, I been on B.I.G., Pac
 Ebm
 Big Glock, it's Alfred Hitchcock, get your kid rocked
 Ebm
 Silk shock a nigga like P brother, tree lover
 Ebm
 Fell in love with a bitch, my bitch just told me she love her
 Ebm
 We run it, been running this shit, I can't feel my legs
 Ebm
 Your brother got them birds, have my niggas come and steal his eggs
 Ebm
 I be on a million meds, I can put your doctor on
 Ebm
 Dana White diamonds on, stones look like a octagon
 Ebm
 Can't stop, fuck you if you think not
 Ebm
 The gun pop, the gun ring, you suck it like a Ring Pop
 Ebm
 Had to do my thing, Pap, had to let the snub blap
 Ebm
 Riding 'til the wheels fall off, no hub cap
 Ebm
 All this mud in my cup and I don't need no mud flaps
 Ebm
 I don't need no hug, dap, I don't need no rug rats
 Ebm
 So she gon' have to chug that
 Ebm
 I'm like Tom Brady, still ballin' where the Bucs at
 Ebm
 Young Money, young man, YM

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