Clan In Da Front chords by Wu-Tang Clan
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Verse 1
Up (A minor) from the (D major)
36 Cham (A minor) bers
Heheh, it's the (G major) (A minor)
Ghostface (G major) Killah (A minor)
Verse 2
Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang Killa (A minor) Beez,
(D major) we on a (G major) swarm
(A minor) Wu-Tang Killa Killa (A minor) Beez, we on a (G major) swarm
(A minor) Wu-Tang Killa Killa Beez,
we on a (G major) swarm
Wu-Tang Killa Killa (D major) Beez,
(A minor) we on a swarm (G major)
(A minor) The
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Verse 3
(D major) (A minor) RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bas (G major) tard,
(D major) (A minor) Inspectah Deck, you-God
Ghostface Killah, the Method Man,
(G major) Raekwon the Chef, the Master (D major) (A minor) Killer
Raw Desire, (D major) LeVon, Power
(A minor) Cipher (G major)
Twelve (A minor) O'Clock, Sixty Second Assassin, (G major)
(D major) the 4th Disciple
(A minor) The Brand White
K.D. the (D major) Down (A minor) Low (D major) (A minor) Wrecka, Shy
heim AKA The (G major) Rugged Child
Doo-Doo Wales, (A minor) Wales, Mista (D major) Heza
(G major) kiah, better known as the (A minor) Yin and the Yang (D minor)
(A minor) The Tru Masta, (G major) (A minor) Asan, DJ Skane,
The Tru (G major) Robocop (A minor) comin' through
Scientific (G major) Shabazz, my mother
(D major) fuckin' (A minor) man Wise the Civ (A minor) ilized
The (D major) Shaol (A minor) in Soldiers,
Daddy-O and (G major) Popa Ron
(D major) Comin' down from the mother
(A minor) fuckin' South end of things
Verse 4
Killa beez all over your
(D major) fuck (G major) in' planet
(A minor) Thirty-six chambers chambers
of death
(G major) Three-hundred and and sixty degrees
of perfected styles
(G major) Choppin' off your motherfuck
(A minor) in' dome
Peace, (D major) and every (G major) fuckin' borough
Crooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, (A minor)
(G major) Staten (A minor) Island
The motherfuckin' Bronx,
killa beez
Verse 5
The sword? come (A minor)
on, give him the sword
Verse 6
Clan in da front, (A minor) let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left, brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right,
wild for the night
Punks in the back,
come on and attract to
Verse 7
The Wu is comin' through, the (A minor)
outcome is critical
Fuckin' wit my style,
is sort of like a Miracle
On 34th Street,
in the Square of Herald
I gamed Ella, the bitch caught
a Fitz like Gerald-
Ine Ferraro, who's full of sorrow
'cause the hoe didn't win but the
sun will still come out tomorrow
And shine shine shine like gold mine
Here comes the (F major) drunk monk,
with a quart of (A minor) Ballentine
Pass the bone, kid pass the bone
Let's get on this mission like
Indiana Jones, the GZA
One who just represent the Wu-Tang click
click
With the game and soul,
of an old school flick
Like the Mack and Dolemite, who both
did bids
Claudine went to Cooley High
and had mad kids
So stop, the life you save may
be your motherfuckin' own
I'll hang your ass with this microphone
Make way for the merge of traffic
Wu-Tang's comin' through
with Full Metal Jackets
God squad that's mad
hard to serve
Come frontin' hard,
then (F major) Bernhard (A minor) Goet z what he deserves
Clan in da (F major) front,
Verse 8
(A minor) let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left,
brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right,
wild for the night
Punks in the (F major) back,
come (A minor) on and attract to
Verse 9
The response while I (A minor) bomb that ass,
"You ain't shit!"
Your wack ass town had you gassed
Egos is somethin' the Wu-Tang crush
crush
Souped up niggas on
a stage get rushed
(F major) I don't give a god damn,
(A minor) on the shows you did
How many rhymes you got,
or who knows you kid?
'cause I don't know ya therefore
show me what you know
I come (F major) sharp as a (A minor) blade
and I cut you slow
You become so Pat as my style
increases
What's that in your pants
ah human feces
Throw your shitty drawers in the hamper
Next time come strapped
with a fuckin' Pamper
How ya sound be? You're better
off a quitter
I'm on the mound G, and it's a no-hitter
And And my DJ the catcher,
he's my man
Anyway he's the one
who devised the plan
He throws the signs I hook
up the beats with clout
I throw the (F major) rhymes to the
(A minor) mic and I strike em out
So it really doesn't matter
on how you intrigue
You can't fuck with those
in the major leagues
Verse 10
Clan in da front, (A minor) let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left,
brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right,
wild for the night
Punks in the back, come on and attract to
Verse 11
Clan in da front, (A minor) let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left,
brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right,
wild for the night
Punks in the back,
Verse 12
come on and attract to
(A minor)
Hoods on the right
Punks in the back, to what (A minor)
Niggas on the left
Hoods on the right
Punks in the (F major) back, (A minor) come on, to what
Let your feet stomp
Brag shit to death
Interlude 1
Wild for the night
(A minor)
Verse 13
Niggas on the left, brag shit to death
(A minor) Hoods on the right, wild for the night
(A minor) Punks in the back, come on and attract to
Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Clan In Da Front
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