Continue 2 Roll (instrumental) chords by Z‐Ro

SimplifiedG · Em · Bm · D · Eb

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Intro 1

Verse 1
D 
My hand
G 
grabs the wheel
Bm 
and foot matches the pedal
Em 
Block to  block, corner to corner,
Bm 
looking at the devil
Making my brothers think
they got nine lives
D 
They was so gangster till Lucifer got him
Caught up in a drive -by
G 
Bm 
Little kids with their fathers
and uncles pass on
Em 
Then they grow up to get their
blasts on
Bm 
Everybody saying that the black community
D 
is out of control
Even in the suburbs, brains get blown
G 
They blame rap for the murder rate
Em 
But people go to the movies
and see murder for seven dollars
Then they imitate
Bm 
What they done seen
D 
on Terminator 1 through 3
Swat the niggas, the governor,
we get L -I -F -E
G 
In nocent victims get a
D 
G 
free ride to the grave
Em 
People that work hard get robbed
Bm 
for every penny they save
D 
It's like it ain't gon' never change
This world we live in is cold
At my gymnastic and then I continue to
G 
Em 
grow
Bm 
D 
G 
Em 
Bm 
D 
G 
Can't even ride through
Em 
the hood no more
Without police pullin' us
over lookin' for ounces of dope
Bm 
Just cause I'm black it got
diamonds on my gold teeth
D 
Ain't enough evidence to
say I sold a quarter key
G 
Bm 
But if it's still, that's the way it is
Em 
And the main reason homes are broken
Bm 
and baby mamas shed tears
And have to raise their kids one deep
D 
In and out of relationships
looking for a man
Some people call them freaks
G 
But what I see is just a soul
trying to survive
Em 
The main reason why these boys
hustling with 20s and dimes
Bm 
Yo  mama, I feel your pain
trying to get ahead
D 
Don't let that be the reason
for 24 -hour openings
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G 
I know life is hard, knows
D 
G 
Will we ever get our 40
Em 
acres and our mule?
Only God knows
Bm 
Ain't no love,
D 
Bm 
seem like it ain't gon' never change
D 
This world we live in is cold
Hit my genny juice and then I continue
G 
Em 
Bm 
D 
to roll
G 
Em 
Bm 
D 
G 
Ain't no love in the sets no more
Em 
I see bloods killin' bloods
and cuzs killin' cuzs
Bm 
I remember when it was,
like a million when we
threw the sign
D 
But brothers don't keep a gangster
when brothers be doin' time, ain't I?
G 
That's why everybody
be on they own,
Em 
talkin' to they partner
D 
Bm 
Baby mama on they mobile phones,
Em 
hood ain't hood
Bm 
D 
It  don't matter where you livin',
somebody from your hood'll
try to make you take their place in prison
G 
Ask my body, Griffin,
why they be sittin' and tellin'
Em 
Watchin' your pocket,
gettin' jealous,
cause they melt, ain't swillin'
Bm 
Before you know it, you a fellin'
Waitin' on a release,
D 
thinkin' revenge
Cause a friend got you, off the street
G 
And then they wonder why I roll solo
D 
Em 
When I'm in the hood,
don't consider zero as your homie
Bm 
No more, let go, go low
Seem like it ain't gon' never change
D 
This worry livin' is cold,
G 
get my Mississippi mud and continue to flow
Em 
Bm 
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Em 
Bm 
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Em 
Bm 
D 
Do you need to know?