7 Mile Rd. chords by Esham

  • D

  • G

  • Em

  • A

  • E

  • Am

Intro 1
D
G
D
Em
G
D
G
D
A
D
A
D
G
D
Em
A
G
A
D
You don't know my
Verse 1
Em
fucking [stilo?]
G
D
I can't fuck with you punk if you can't
G
D
Em
E
cop a kilo
D
G
D
Em
36 ozs, no [goldees?], hoes on their knees,
bitch please
G
D
Em
E
I owe the mob 4 million
D
G
D
They want their money or their dope
Em
E
or they're killing all my children
G
D
E
D
Fuck that I'm Bruce Wayne insane,
G
D
E
if you see me in the rain I'm selling cocaine
G
A
D
E
You see I just joined the mob man
G
A
D
And see the run with the righteous
G
or Batman and Robin
A
D
E
And I ain't with the stick up
D
G
D
For every nigga that you stick up
Em
E
G
He's bound to call his clique up
Am
D
Em
I got to worry 'bout the police
E
G
D
And the F.B.I., wanna know why
G
D
Em
'cause I'm a million dolla ball playa
D
A
G
A
D
And these minor league niggas
E
D
would love to see me fall playa
G
A
D
Em
D
I'm on craps like 2 dice
G
D
E
Fuck FM 98 and
D
that bitch nothin' nice
G
A
D
Em
E
I'm underground like P- Funk,
D
G
A
D
And I'll still put you're bloody
E
body in the fucking trunk punk
G
A
Em
E
I'm on 7 mile riding dirty
D
G
D
With a birdie in the trunk
E
Em
D
and a bag of funk
G
A
D
A
E
D
G
Nigga what?
D
A
G
A
D
A
E
A
G
D
A
D
G
A
D
A
E
D
G
A
D
I'm on 7 mile
G
A
D
A
Em
E
D
G
A
D
ridin' dirty
E
D
G
A
D
E
168 I hate to jump back
D
G
A
D
So now I must ad d and
Em
E
D
subtract to pay the stack
G
A
D
Em
E
Ill automobiles, V12's and meals
G
A
D
A half a million dollar house out in he hills
G
D
A
Em
My chrome plated
E
D
.357's my tool
G
D
Nigga don't make me out
E
a fuckin' fool
D
G
A
D
E
You's a hoe ass nigga, ain't got no loot
D
G
D
If basketball was a gun,
E
D
you'd be scared to shoot
G
A
Fuck that rap that you saying,
E
Em
E
don't make no sense
G
A
D
E
D
My recital is vital once I commence
G
A
D
Got 36 oz,
Em
E
G
one kilo z
D
E
D
2 8th's is a half and 4 is a key
G
A
D
E
I'm a street politician so I politic
D
G
A
D
If the chicken ain't cookin'
E
then the grease ain't clickin'
D
G
D
Get a bird mother fucker,
E
D
fuck that a nine to five
G
A
D
Call me John Travlota 'cause I'm stayin'
G
D
Em
D
G
D
alive
G
A
Em
E
G
D
A
Em
G
A
Em
A
G
D
E
7 mile
G
A
D
E
A
G
A
D
E
A
G
A
D
E
G
A
D
E
ridin' dirty
G
A
D
E
To all my homies sellin' dope,
A
G
A
D
E
D
G
A
E
G
A
D
E
don't be a snitch and don't go broke
Outro 1
E
E
D
E
N/A
Save song
Speed: 1.0x
RestartPlay SpaceEnable loopPlay with music