Blackin Out chords by Lil Wayne Guitar Chords

Blackin Out chords by Lil Wayne Guitar Chords

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Cm
Six shit
Cm Eb
Ay yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
Cm Bb F
Six nigga, Dedication six niggas
Eb F Cm
Six nigga, six nigga, Dedication six niggas
Bb F
Six nigga, sick nigga, sick six shit nigga

[Verse 1: Euro + Lil Wayne]
Cm Bb
I hear y’all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
F Cm Eb F
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)
Cm Bb F
If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)
Cm Bb
I’m anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)
Cm Bb
We left eleven, not 11 AM (Yeah)
Cm Bb
Raw papers full of peas, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
Cm Bb
We all wavy, I’m just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
Cm Bb
See they more like superstars, I’m more like Super Saiyans
Cm F
Bein’ the greatest ever is my destiny skills
Cm Eb Bb Cm
Since a child, I focused on my Cali b and Michelle (Okay)
Cm Bb
Sittin’ back, getting head from Mademoiselle
Cm Bb
Tryna’ put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will
Cm Bb F Cm
Dedicated to you to you for the 6th time, killed it on 5th one
Bb
Now they say I’m big time
Cm Bb
While them niggas skipped lunch,I learned how to skip lines
F Bb
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mine
Cm Bb
Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a pasia
Cm Bb
I knew this drug king-pin that tried to run for Mayor (skrt!)
Cm Bb
Posted on the back-blocks talking player-player
F Bb
If she bad and I am greata’, get her unlimited data
Cm Bb
They tryna’ build a wall, man my dogs gon’ hate that shit
F Cm Bb
And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
F Cm Bb
We in the game but we don’t play that shit
Cm
Cover your soul before they take that shit
Young

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Cm Bb Dm
Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga
Cm Bb Dm
Rich nigga, polo nigga, house bigga’ bills
Cm Bb Dm
Bigga’ sick nigga, hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga
Cm Bb Dm
Racks nigga, real bigga’, Shaq bigga’, lil’ nigga
Cm
Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, still nigga
Cm
Coke on coke nigga, slopes nigga, hills nigga, joke nigga
Cm F Cm
No nigga, clip figure, quick trigger, thick strippers
Cm
I ain’t into stick figures, make signals, O.J. with the brick
F
Nigga run through the white
Cm
Nigga, O.J. on my wrist, nigga that’s Sunny D-Light
Cm Bb
Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, Shawty like the pearly whites
Cm Bb
Nigga, straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
Cm Bb
Nigga, bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
N.C.
Beat around her bush, right up there we beat the court case
Cm Bb
Talkin’ boutta a war, that’s a convo’ at the bar, wait
Cm Bb
Drugs in the Broncos start the motherfuckin’ Huss race
Cm
I take off fom Urden, take your bitch up into MySpace
Cm
I tell her keep her mouth shut
And if not I got some Scottish tape
Cm F
Gotta keep the lock-safe, referring to the safe-lock
Cm
The shells fallin’ to the ground, shakin’ make you do the James Brown
Cm Bb
I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
Cm F
I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bounce
Cm
Some niggas like flight crowns
F
Some niggas like to fight vessels
Cm
Some niggas got the right time, if you’re asking me
F
I say “Time will tell”
Cm Eb
Some niggas think they icons, some bitches think that I cast em’
N.C.
Niggas got an iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
Cm Bb
Niggas really pythons, I’m watching out for myself
N.C.
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
Cm
Lyin’ here, lookin’ like “aww, yeah”, lawn chair
Chop right off a Con air land it on the Timeshare
Cm F
I will, Versace eye-wear, feelin’ like top shelf
Cm
Cool is two L’s and rock bells, hot as Scottsdale
Bombshell

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Cm Bb Cm
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Eb
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
F Cm Eb
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
F Cm Bb F Bb
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out (Bow!)
F Cm
Yeah, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Bb F
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
Cm Eb
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
F Cm Bb
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out
Cm F Cm Bb
That’s some slick shit

1 year ago

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