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Nickels And Dimes chords by Jay-Z

  • Em

  • G

  • A

  • B

    2
  • Bsus4

    2
  • D

  • C#m

    4
  • Bm

    2
  • F#m

    2
Verse 1
Em
G
A
B
Sticks to my
Bsus4
A
D
mind
Em
I'll never win
A
G
A
You have my friends
Bsus4
A
Got
Verse 2
Em
G
A
Bsus4
a thing for nickel
A
plated
Em
G
A
Bsus4
nines and pretty dimes
A
D
A
Em
Mac- 11 I squeeze
G
like lemon limes
A
Squirt obey your thirst, fashion lines
D
Em
Between beauty and beast,
G
A
Bsus4
I walk the line
A
Johnny Cash,
D
Em
G
A
B
A
I'm a real G
C#m
A
D
I cut myself today to see
Em
G
if I still bleed
A
Success is so sublime
Bsus4
A
Gotta do that time to time so I
Em
don't lose my mind
G
A
Something 'bout the struggle
Bm
A
D
so divine
Em
This sort of love is hard to define
G
A
When you scratching for
Bsus4
A
every nickel and dime
D
A
Em
G
A
Got me itching to do this
Bsus4
A
D
A
Em
shit for my mom
G
A
Do this shit for my town
Em
Leave the door open hoping
G
A
they kick it down
Em
The purest form of giving is
G
A
anonymous to anonymous
We gon' make it there,
D
Em
I promise this

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Verse 3
G
Sticks to my mind
I'll never win
A
Bsus4
A
You have my friends
Em
Sometimes
Verse 4
I feel survivor's guilt
G
A
Bsus4
A
D
Em
I gave some money to this guy,
G
he got high as hell
Em
A
Now I'm part of the
B
A
problem far as I could tell
D
A
Em
G
A
Did I do it for him
B
A
or do it for myself
D
A
Em
Can't lie to my self
F#m
G
I love my niggas more than my own blood
A
I die for my niggas and I love my
Bsus4
A
D
cub, hope that's not fucked up
Em
I got a problem with the handouts,
G
A
Bsus4
A
C#m
A
D
Em
I took the man route
I'll give an opportunity
G
though, that's the plan now
A
Bsus4
No guilt in giving clear a
A
D
nigga conscience out
Em
No guilt in receiving,
every thing within reason
G
Em
Can't see it taking food out
A
my little monster's mouth
Bsus4
C#m
A
D
A
Em
A
That'll drive me gaga
Run up in your momma's house,
Em
two nickels, one dime
Manslaughter charges,
G
A
Bm
the lawyer, knocked it down
B
A
C#m
I'm just trying to find
A
common ground
Em
G
A
'Fore Mr. Belafonte come
D
A
Em
G
and chop a nigga down
A
Mr. Day O, major fail
D
A
Em
G
Respect these youngins boy,
it's my time now
A
Bsus4
A
Hublot homie, two door homie
D
Em
You don't know all the shit
G
I do for the homies
A
Sticks
Verse 5
D
Em
to my mind
F#m
Em
G
A
B
I'll never win
A
C#m
A
D
Em
You have my friends
Verse 6
G
Em
A
Pardon my hubris,
B
C#m
Stanley Kubrick
With eyes wide shut,
D
Em
G
A
I could cook up two bricks
Bsus4
A
Turn nickels to dime,
C#m
A
D
Em
G
turn dimes to quarters
A
Bsus4
A
Turn wives from daughters,
D
Em
G
Em
oh, I'm clear as water
A
B
And just for clarity,
Bsus4
A
C#m
D
Em
my presence is charity
My flow is a gift, philanthropist
A
Everybody 'round me rich, or will be
D
Em
Baby boy I promise you this,
G
A
C#m
or kill me
A
D
Em
G
And when a nigga go as
A
B
A
the old adage go
Em
G
A
You die rich or you die disgraced,
D
so just let me grow
A
Em
G
A
Watch me cook,
D
Em
throw no looks
G
Like Magic in his prime when
Kareem sky hooked, yeah
A
Y'all not worthy,
Em
sometimes I feel like
G
Y'all don't deserve me,
A
my flow unearthly
D
Em
The greatest form of giving is
G
A
D
Em
anonymous to anonymous
So here y'all go, I promise this
Verse 7
A
Sticks to my mind
D
Em
A
I'll never win
D
You have my friends
N/A
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