Joyride chords by Mr. Doctor

SimplifiedEm · F#m · D · A

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Verse 1
Em 
F#m 
I know  y 'all
G's all did that shit
D 
Em 
Stealing people's cars and
mashin' through the set
F#m 
But if you ain't doin' shit with
Em 
it, you need to quit it
Wastin' y 'all strikes gon'
F#m 
end up gettin' dicked
Who's a badass nigga on y 'all?
Say what, say what?
D 
Em 
It don't seem like
F#m 
childhood was that  long
Em 
Get gone, nigga, get gone
Say what?
Yeah, get gone, nigga, get gone
F#m 
Yeah, that's right
What you wanna do with
Em 
it? I wear blue with it
Just strap it up and roll all
F#m 
through the hood with it
Em 
It's like that, in matter of fact
It got me thinking back to the
F#m 
first time I got   jacked
A jeep ride, you know I high speed
Em 
D 
Em 
Hit the police, I  couldn't see
So you know they got the bird on me
F#m 
Em 
Left, hit a right, then another right
F#m 
Em 
Turn homie, I'm   only 14
F#m 
Mashing all over  they team
Feeling like the one and only true jeep
Em 
But how the fuck can I
escape from the police?
F#m 
I     need to get gone and
Em 
leave this jeep ride alone
F#m 
Em 
This  whole high speed's
F#m 
taking too long, yeah
Em 
I can't even get my ride on
D 
Em 
It feel like it's sometimes that
I'm really getting spied on
F#m 
If    mom and pop see me, nigga,
Em 
I'll be  gone
F#m 
Another fat ass out on the zone
I know y 'all
D's all did their shit
D 
Em 
Stealing people's cars and
mashing through the set
F#m 
But if you ain't doing shit with
Em 
it, you need to quit it
Wasting y 'all strikes gon'
F#m 
end up getting dicked
You's a bad ass nigga on your own,
say what?
D 
Em 
It don't seem like
childhood was that long
F#m 
Em 
Get   gone, nigga, get gone
Yeah, get gone, nigga, get gone
F#m 
Em 
Yeah, will I end up getting fucked up? I   don't know,
my rival gang bangers lay it in the cut
F#m 
I guess I'm getting ahead of
Em 
myself with the story
F#m 
Em 
F#m 
Let's take it back to our match from the police,
D 
Em 
D 
Em 
on every street that I've been, I'm seeing one time sliding through the alleyways
F#m 
Em 
Gone from my canine task force, and patrol cars of course,
F#m 
Em 
F#m 
trying   to get in front of mine and trap me in a court
Em 
Refused to come up short, that's when I hit the hijack,
F#m 
Em 
I     seen the lights and heard the pierce of the sirens
F#m 
Em 
Fucked up, so I dumped a load
F#m 
Em 
Started   to get my bail on,
F#m 
bleeding out both  nostrils
Em 
Impossible, demand was everywhere
D 
Em 
So I  threw my strap on the
F#m 
grass way over  there
It ain't no getting out of this shit
Em 
The next thing I know I'm
F#m 
playing ball in a gym
I know y 'all
G's all did this shit
Em 
D 
Em 
Stealing people's cars and
mashing through the sand
F#m 
But if you ain't doing shit with it,
Em 
you need to quit it
Wasting y 'all strikes gon' end
F#m 
up getting dicked
You's a badass nigga on y 'all
Say what, say what?
D 
Em 
It don't seem like
F#m 
childhood was that  long
Em 
Get gone, nigga, get gone
Yeah, get gone, nigga, get gone
F#m 
Nigga, you got tilt -steerin'
Em 
And you slippin' and I'm takin'
And ride away with
your motherfuckin' datin'
F#m 
It wasn't hatin',
Em 
it's just actin' a fool
Havin'
G -Rides in the hood and takin'
F#m 
40 -pound suin'
When the moon rise,
Em 
we ridin' me high
D 
Em 
Bendin' all of these corners
on the south side
F#m 
Real gangstas, and it don't ever stop
Em 
On every block,
we servin' niggas with they straps
F#m 
Cocked on dope spots just to be on top
Em 
And I probably been in your hood too I used
to dunk with the 1 -2 semi -autos
F#m 
Get   off a bottle of the
Ides and
Sherm -Hides
Em 
Man we was ridin' all night,
F#m 
I never
Come with the
G -Rides and
St .Ides and
Em 
Sherm -Hides
D 
Em 
Man we was wild on the
South
Side
Come with the
F#m 
G     -Rides and
Em 
St .Ides and
Sherm -Hides
Man we was wild on the
South
Side
F#m 
I know y 'all
G's all did their shit
Em 
D 
Em 
Stealin' people's cars and
matchin' through the
Saints
F#m 
But if you ain't doin' shit with
Em 
us, you need to quit it
Wastin' y 'all stripes gon' end
F#m 
up gettin' dicked
You the bad ass nigga on y 'all own
Say what, say what?
D 
Em 
It don't seem like
F#m 
childhood was that  long
Em 
Get gone nigga, get gone
Say what?
Yeah, get gone nigga, get gone
F#m 
That's right
A 
Tonight we ride, so don't think twice
F#m 
Watch, my money clickin'
thick from this lick
A 
Shit, niggas tryna stick me for my chips
F#m 
Fuck, if we jackin'
D 
Em 
G -Rod, she's fuckin' us
F#m 
D 
Tonight we ride,
Em 
so don't think twice
D 
Watch, my money clickin'
Em 
thick from this lick
F#m 
Shit, niggas   tryna stick
me for my chips
Em 
We jackin'
G, got us just low -kicks
F#m 
D 
Em 
Tonight we rock, so don't be clicks
F#m 
Watch, my money could get
Em 
dipped from this lick
F#m 
D 
Em 
Shit, niggas tryna stick me for my chips
We jackin'
G, low
F#m 
D 
Em 
Tonight we rock, so don't be clicks
D 
Watch, my money could get
Em 
dipped from this lick
F#m 
Shit, niggas tryna stick me for my chips
D 
We jackin'
Em 
D 
F#m 
G, got us just low -kicks
The cars are gonna dickheads, nigga.
I'm trippin'.
Watch this shit hot, cuz.
I rest, you just get ready to run, cuz.
I'm trippin'.
Watch this shit hot, nigga.
Watch this shit, watch this shit, cuz.
Watch this shit, dawg.
Watch out, nigga.
Oh my god, nigga.
Watch out.