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What ya'll doin chords by Migos

  • Am

  • Dm

  • C

  • F

  • G

Verse 1
Am
Dm
(Ayy, Twaun, turn that beat
C
F
C
down)
Am
Dm
Woo, woo
F
Dm
Am
Oh, oh, yeah
Verse 2
Am
Dm
All the real niggas locked
C
F
up in prison (real)
C
G
Most my niggas robbin' or
C
Dm
Am
either killin' (huh)
Some my niggas on the block,
Dm
F
drug dealin' (oh)
G
I just wanna know,
F
Am
what y'all doin'? (Uh)
C
All the real niggas locked up in
F
prison (real nigga)
C
G
Most my niggas robbin' or either
Am
killin' (killin')
Some my niggas on the block,
Dm
F
drug dealin' (oh)
C
I just wanna know,
G
Dm
F
Am
what y'all doin'? (Yo, Quavo)

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Verse 3
Am
Dm
What y'all doin'? (Huh) What
C
F
y'all doin'? (What?)
C
Gotta make a difference in your
Dm
Am
own hood (hood)
Feel like Will Smith, I see millions,
Dm
I'm gonna pursue
F
My mama told me if I came up short,
C
F
Am
it's all good (go)
Know I had to tell my mama I'm sorry
Dm
I could picture me in that 'Rari
C
F
After all the pain that we went through
G
C
I don't even wanna rewind it
Am
Free all my niggas went
down in the system
Dm
Send the green dot cause I miss
F
'em (free)
RIP my nigga Pistol (RIP), can't believe
C
F
the bullet hit him (damn)
Am
Sometimes a young nigga might
wanna cry (no)
C
But I can't let you niggas see it
F
It was in my soul,
takin' flats and gold
Juugin' round the city for
Dm
no reason
Am
Juug Season (juug, juug)
Dm
That's what a young nigga called it,
F
Juug Season
C
Am
In the jungle,
G
Dm
Am
I survive every season (survive)
Verse 4
Dm
All the real niggas locked
C
F
up in prison (real)
C
G
Most my niggas robbin' or
C
Dm
Am
either killin' (huh)
Some my niggas on the block,
Dm
F
drug dealin' (oh)
G
I just wanna know,
F
Am
what y'all doin'? (Uh)
C
All the real niggas locked up in
F
prison (real nigga)
C
G
Most my niggas robbin' or either
Am
killin' (killin')
Some my niggas on the block,
Dm
F
drug dealin' (oh)
C
I just wanna know,
G
Dm
F
Am
what y'all doin'? (Yo, Offset)
Verse 5
Am
What are you doin'? (What are you?)
C
You had money,
F
you blew it (money, you blew it)
You had dreams on the court
G
(dreams on the court)
Dm
Didn't have no support (did
Am
n't have no support)
All these niggas,
they stuck in the system (whoa)
Dm
Am
F
Police keep killin' my people (no)
Trap on the block with the
reefer (trap)
Tryin' to count up the
monifa (cap)
Am
Beating the pot, I might sneak her (huh)
Used to kick doors for new
sneakers
Can't trust no bitch, 'cause the sneakin'
C
F
I step out, that shoot through your back,
call you Ricky
Now I got riches,
G
so bitches they miss me (woo)
Am
Wanna know what you been doin'
all this time (what you doin'?)
Why you ain't got no money
F
on your mind
Together we stand, we fall apart,
then we divide (together)
G
Fuck the police,
Dm
Am
we might start up a riot (fuck 12)
This shit is so pitiful (pitiful)
Had to pay money for my
nigga funeral (P)
G
C
That was my nigga,
F
we had so much unity (mission)
I got in my heart,
C
G
he on top and he smilin' (smilin')
F
News, they talkin' 'bout
Am
a fuckin' rivalry
What about police that take a bribery?
Dm
F
They don't give a fuck about people
in poverty (no, no)
G
Don't got no property, this a democracy,
C
Dm
Am
no apology (no, no)
Verse 6
Am
Dm
All the real niggas locked
C
F
up in prison (real)
C
G
Most my niggas robbin' or
C
Dm
Am
either killin' (huh)
Some my niggas on the block,
Dm
F
drug dealin' (oh)
G
I just wanna know,
Am
what y'all doin'? (Uh)
C
All the real niggas locked up in
F
prison (real nigga)
C
G
Most my niggas robbin' or either
Am
killin' (killin')
Some my niggas on the block,
Dm
F
drug dealin' (oh)
C
I just wanna know,
G
F
Am
what y'all doin'? (Yo,Takeoff)
Verse 7
F
Some of my niggas on the block right
Dm
G
now (right now)
F
Most of my niggas kick doors
Dm
right now
Am
Run up on a nigga tryna rob,
Dm
got a hundred round drum right now (grrat)
F
Pray for my niggas court judge don't
C
drop the hammer down (no)
Am
No Tony Parker,
I came a long way from that starter (starter)
G
F
I'm thanking God cause I never
G
had to ride that Marta
Am
Now my diamonds flawless (flawless), make
Dm
a nigga nauseous (ah)
F
That nigga fresher than Carlton
(fresher than)
Tryna fuck on Ms. Parker
Dm
(smash)
Am
Remember wanted to be a mobster
(remember that?)
You niggas' playin' cops and robbers
C
F
Ever since a youngin', I was a problem
I was a leader, never was a follower
C
F
I got your ho in my condo,
Am
she poppin' it (damn)
You niggas bitches,
Dm
you niggas be gossiping'
F
If a nigga want it, I'ma go get it
My nigga we break and we split it
We takin' riches 'cause niggas
Dm
Am
jumpin' them fences (go)
Verse 8
Dm
All the real niggas locked
C
F
up in prison (real)
C
G
Most my niggas robbin' or
C
Dm
Am
either killin' (huh)
Some my niggas on the block,
Dm
F
drug dealin' (oh)
G
I just wanna know,
F
Am
what y'all doin'? (Uh)
C
All the real niggas locked up in
F
prison (real nigga)
C
G
Most my niggas robbin' or either
F
Am
killin' (killin')
Some my niggas on the block,
Dm
F
drug dealin' (oh)
C
I just wanna know,
G
F
what y'all doin'? (Huh?)
Outro 1
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Dm
F
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