Ding! 코드 연주자
Royce Da 5′9′′
Royce Da 5′9′′

N/A
키: B minor
Verse 1
Dm
Dm
F#m
F#m
Yeah, yeah, mic check,
Dm
Dm
one -two, one -two, one -two, yeah.
Turn me up a little bit, Bryn.
F
F
F#m
F#m
Yeah, mic check, one -two, one -two.
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
F
F
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
F#m
F#m
I like to say I specialize in rhyming,
you recognized in time.
I train till I'm in pain,
I exercise my mind.
Dm
Dm
I effortlessly write,
F
F
Dm
Dm
my weapons would be the night,
A
A
F
F
so please be ware of them
F#m
F#m
Walk up in the fight club
in 8 ounce white gloves and
leave with red ones
Mood swing on the beat
soon as Preem prepares one
F
F
Pick and choose my punches,
Dm
Dm
walk away with minimal lumps
F
F
Pivotin' around the vocal
F#m
F#m
booth and trunks
Back you off me like a boxer,
nigga I overuse the drum
They call me Travis Barker
with the chopper
F
F
Dm
Dm
Knock away your tooth, do the rockaway
F
F
or I will raze your roof
F#m
F#m
Rest in peace to proof,
he probably rollin' over in his grave
If niggas poisonin' this name,
then misfortunes are the fortune
and the fame
F
F
I'm too cocky to hit 5
Dm
Dm
'9 and preen
F#m
F#m
F
F
The new Rocky and Mick,
F#m
F#m
the dollar signs go ding Preen cut
This where your heart at, bitch
F
F
Somethin' you don't wanna battle with
Dm
Dm
F
F
F#m
F#m
You don't know this, damn I'm great
I don't like no fake niggas
This where your heart at, bitch
F
F
Somethin' you don't wanna
Dm
Dm
battle with
F
F
Damn I'm great
F#m
F#m
They say this is a wise old profession
So my flow is my whole confession
I rhyme like applying cold compression
F
F
You go away like swelling with pellets
C#m
C#m
Dm
Dm
F
F
From the thorn where it's yelling at you
F#m
F#m
Near the doorway to hell or heaven
Set me up, I know you thought about it
That means I gotta wet you up
and I ain't talking with no water bottle
Dm
Dm
Sit outside your house creeping
C#m
C#m
Dm
Dm
Come out and spit out
F
F
your mouthpiece
F#m
F#m
And I skid out to South Beach
Fuck your talent, I'm never going down
I'm a stand up guy,
yes I'm up for the challenge
F
F
Up cause of balance,
Dm
Dm
from tying my shoestrings to
F#m
F#m
F
F
gether when I was young
Bb
Bb
And busting the cannon
F#m
F#m
Your life is spun, the fight is done
You've been iced out by the nicest one
F
F
And I ain't talking bout Jacob and
C#m
C#m
Johnny the jeweler
A
A
F
F
I'm talking bout letting the fakers
F#m
F#m
hear the sound of the Ruger
What you know about that,
I know all about that
Me and Tip feel the same, seeing
Tips fill the brain
F
F
It's like watching a movie,
Dm
Dm
but I don't make those
C#m
C#m
F
F
I just make the credits roll,
F#m
F#m
after I'm Oliver Stone, I'm the pedestal
Bb
Bb
F#m
F#m
You stand on me, I'ma flip you, pit bull
Put your hands on me, I'ma sick you
Dm
Dm
It's true, you not so hard,
F
F
Dm
Dm
I'm sensing you puss
F
F
As soon as you drop your guard,
F#m
F#m
in comes the hook
Bb
Bb
F#m
F#m
Pring, cut Cut
Gm
Gm
This, this where your heart at, bitch
Dm
Dm
F
F
Something you don't wanna battle with
Dm
Dm
F
F
As if you don't notice
Damn, I'm great
F#m
F#m
I don't like no fake niggas
This, this, this where your heart at,
Gm
Gm
bitch
F#m
F#m
Something you don't
F
F
wanna battle with
Dm
Dm
F
F
Damn, I'm great
Outro 1
Gm
Gm
F#m
F#m
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
F
F
Gm
Gm
F#m
F#m
Gm
Gm

곡이 어땠나요?

평가를 남기려면 해야 합니다.
튜너E A D G B E
코드Dm F#m F Gm A...