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We Up chords by Mobb Deep

  • Em

  • C

  • B

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Verse 1
(E minor) Yeah, bout to get my head right
on this (C major) one
'04- '04- '04, yeah,
'04- '04- '04, uh- huh uh- huh (B major)
Yeah
Yeah (C major)
C'mon (D major)
Verse 2
(E minor) Hav' come through,
slump low with the seat back
With somethin' in the stash
to push a elephant (C major) bean back
Shit, my shit is touchin,
hungry hurry up need that
Tryin' to live right,
only a juk for the relapse (B major) (yeah)
Perhaps I'll fold, maybe I won't
Go back to it like an old bitch I boned
Nigga (C major) Havoc he a problem
'specially when he zoned
Let a nigga get foul like
the wool he smoked, (D major) so
(E minor) Smell me people,
these clowns ain't equal to I
Bitches feel me cause
(B major) they love my (C major) vi be
Know what a chick want,
know what a chick need
Recognize the difference from a male,
and chicken feed
(B major) I'm blessed that's why
my neck is glistening
You in a slump cause you not listening
(C major) We hold our own and earn
our keep
And never ever get more than the one
eye sleep (D major) (E minor)

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Verse 3
(We up) Word man (E minor)
(We up) I be havin'
nightmares son (C major)
(We up)
(And I love it, and I love it)
(We up) I don't even (B major) wanna
go to sleep no more
(We up) I be havin' the illest dreams
son (C major)
(We up) Tell you about this
shit son
(We up) Yo (D major) (Everybody wake
up)
Verse 4
I'm havin' (E minor) dreams of squeezin'
a (C major) gun that don't (E minor) work
And some nigga with a tec
come and wet my shirt
I catch (C major) bullets in my stomach,
and them shits burn
I wake up sweatin,
holdin' my stomach cause it hurt
Yo (B major) the shit seem too real,
I'm dyin' of thirst
I gotta drink mad water just
to calm me down thirst
'Fore I (C major) get back to sleep,
and get some rest
Then I can't get back to sleep,
I'm too (D major) stressed
I got (E minor) the shotty real close,
right under my bed
I know that work,
cause I been practicin
With my (C major) gauge at the range,
nigga I'm nice wit it
Nigga motherfuck them dreams,
I'm real life wit it
You'll be (B major) coughin' up yo' spleen,
guts an' all kinda shit
You invade my space,
I'm beatin' the case
Nigga (C major) come fuckin' with me,
yeah that's my kind of shit
Please, or all of my guns'll be a (D major) waste
Verse 5
(E minor) (We up) Yeah,
I feel you my nigga
(We up) No doubt
(C major) (We up) That's why I'm
glad we up man
(And I love it, and I love it)
(We up) We got niggaz to do (B major)
that shit for us y'know?
(We up) Word up man
(C major)
(We up) That's right
my nigga we up
(We up) (D major) (Everybody wake up)
Outro 1
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