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Speak Up Chords by Jay Critch

  • Key: C
  • BPM: 80
  • Capo: no capo

PULSO FUERTE


SPEAK UP ACORDES

[Intro]
F Em      F Em Db7      
 Cashing    out bitch


[Verse]
         Db7
Hey yeah aye
                             
He said that he talking money
                              
Speak up nigga nobody heard ya
                            
She said I'm movin too funny
                                 
Racks up shawty I gotta curve you
                           
Remember running off a pack
                                             
It's in the hood what you need Imma serve you
                                                           F            
Broke bitch get back if she ain't talking chicken then I'm allergic heyy
                               Em     
Imma pull up and I'm flexin on purpose
G7                                           
Aye Imma smoke this jat and get honey bourbon
    G7                                      
Hey diamonds on me shawty why you so nervous
Db7                            
Shawty I'm hot like the furnace
Db7                               
Imma go and get the Wraith swervin
         Db7                                 
I need a cape woke up seeing all of my dreams
Db7                                                 
These niggas turn fake fuck niggas ain't on the team
F                              
They should have nothing to say
F                                   
Niggas ain't tryna get to the cheese
Dbm7                                                            
Told them to get out my way do the most for the loot I'mma fiend
Dbm7                                                            
Told them to get out my way do the most for the loot I'mma fiend
                            G7                                 
Told them to get out my way do the most to the loot I'mma fiend
    G7                      
You could get hit with the K
G7                                
Shooters running down make a scene
Db7                         
You could get hit with the K
Db7                                
Shooters running down with the beam
Db7                                                          
She all in my face want the diamonds she don't really want me
               Db7                                             
She calling me bae and I want the pussy but I really want green
Db7                              
Bruh keep talking this tough shit
         Db7                                  
But that nigga pussy he don't really want beef
       Db7                       
Really get tied up it's abduction
    Db7                              
Aye shut em up throw em back in the v
Db7                         
Broke boy change the subject
      F7                                   
Ain't talkin' money you ain't talkin' to me
    Em                           
She sucking seed like the rugrats
         Db7                              
Told her pull up told her get on her knees
                 Db7                                       
Come here let me touch that shawty bad tryna get in between
             Db7                                          
These niggas suspect they too fake had to roll up the weed
                                           Db7 
Hatch a Buddha back right pour four in the lean
                                                     Dm7
And I'm too clutch three seconds and they passing to me 
         F                                      
I'm like boo yah I just hit a lick for the P hey
Dbm7                                        
You a loser diamonds on me dance Billie Jean
    Dbm7                  
Big body take up two lanes
                       Dbm7 
I'mma do the dash like Usain
Em                              
I don't give a fuck what you say
                          Em  
Imma get the cash I'm too paid
              Em               
Tryna get the cash you too late
                    Em     
Diamonds they flash koolaid
          Em            
All black jack dooms day
         Db7                     
Poured a Fendi in the bag who hey
F Em Db7 F F7 Db7 G7 Em
               


[Chorus]

[Outro]
Db7 D7 Em G7 Dm7 Em
             


[End]
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