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Gotta Get Into Something chords by Sal Capone

  • B

    2
  • Em

  • C

  • F#m

    2
  • G

  • Bm

    2
Intro 1
B
Em
C
Em
B
C
F#m
G
Bm
B
Em
C
Em
B
C
F#m
G
B
I kept it gangsta since
Verse 1
Em
the days of a kid
C
Em
Uh -huh, hated for the shit that I did
B
C
I'm in the car, straight re -roll,
F#m
G
ready to roll, ready to go
B
Em
And get jiggy, yuffin' with a hoodie,
C
Em
break off somethin' proper,
take the hoodie
B
C
While I'm bullshittin',
F#m
I keep my guns spittin',
G
I got my socks to my knees, ooh wee
B
C
Em
It don't change, it don't have to,
C
Em
little G swoop up and blast you
Bm
C
Harass you when they ask
you where you from,
F#m
G
you want some, hurry up, run
B
C
Em
C
Blah, blah, take it, but for real,
Em
can you make it?
Bm
C
That's the thing, can you hack it?
F#m
Don't fuck up,
G
you'll get mud on your jacket
C
B
Em
I gotta hustle like every day
C
Em
I need to get into something,
something
B
C
Slang dope and bang the turf
F#m
Cause I got no other choice
G
but to put in work
C
Em
I gotta hustle like every day
C
Em
I need to get into something,
something
B
C
Slang dope and bang the turf
F#m
Cause I got no other choice
G
but to put in work
B
C
Em
It ain't funny, chasing money
C
Em
That's the game of life, homie
B
C
I ain't got none, so don't trip
F#m
G
It seems like rap's all bullshit
B
C
Be true to yourself,
Em
not your friends
C
Cause when you in a pen,
Em
nobody got pens
B
C
That's palabra, not even three words
F#m
G
To say what's up, no mail?
B
Em
Fuck, fuck that I gotta hustle
C
Em
Put my weak ass about to struggle
B
C
I own the Civic, it ain't much,
F#m
G
I hate seeing shit I can't touch
B
C
Em
But I wish, and I dream,
C
Em
that one day, I had my own team
Bm
C
Until then, I keep it real,
F#m
G
won't let my fingertips grip cold steel
B
Em
I gotta hustle like every day,
C
Em
I need to get into something,
something
B
C
Slango, and bang the turf,
F#m
cause I got no other choice
G
but to put in work
C
Em
I gotta hustle like every day,
C
Em
I need to get into something,
something
B
C
Slang dope and bang the turf,
F#m
cause I got no other choice
G
but to be in work
B
C
Em
Life, what is life?
C
Em
Walk in a fucked up place and then die
B
C
A lot of problems, I need solutions,
F#m
I walk blind,
G
can't see what I'm doing
B
Em
I need help, lord can you help me?
C
I wanna stay in the
Em
hood and live wealthy
B
C
Seven beats, I got heat
F#m
G
Clipped up together to make ends meet
B
Em
I know you feel what I wrote
C
Em
If I don't ball, fuck it, I stay broke
B
C
I get the neighborhood
across the road
F#m
G
Rest when I don't need some shit,
get smoked
B
Em
Nah, puto pedo
C
Em
I straight drunk with the hom ie,
my pedos
B
C
Tiny midgets, guerrilleros
F#m
G
Well known paletos, got it on the dome
Em
I gotta hustle like every day,
C
Em
I need to get into something,
something
B
C
Slang dope and bang the turf,
F#m
cause I got all the tools
G
but it wouldn't work
C
Em
I gotta hustle like every day,
C
Em
I need to get into something,
something
B
C
Slang dope and bang the turf,
F#m
cause I got all the tools
G
but it wouldn't work
C
Em
I gotta hustle like every day,
C
Em
I need to get into something,
something
B
C
Slang dope and bang the turf
F#m
Cause I got no other choice
G
but to put in work
C
B
Em
I gotta hustle like everyday
C
Em
I need to get into something,
something
B
C
Slang dope and bang the turf
F#m
G
B
Cause I got no other choice but to put in work
C
Em
C
Em
C
F#m
G
Em
C
Em
You
C
F#m
G
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