One Love Chords by Nas

[Start]

[Chorus]

[Verse]
                                            C  
What up kid I know shit is rough doing your bid
              G                          G7     
When the cops came you should of slid to my crib
                                            F7  
Fuck it black no time for looking back it's done
     G7                                    
Plus congratulations you know you got a son
                                         Am            
I heard he looks like you why don't your lady write you
A7           G                            G7       
Told her she should visit that's when she got hyper
                               G7   
Flip it talk about he acts too rough
                                                     G7   
He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff
                                        A7       
I was like yeah shorty don't care she a snake too
                                            G            
Fucking with the niggas from that fake crew that hate you
E7     G7                        F7       
But yo guess who got shot in the domepiece
                                    D7               
Jerome s niece on her way home from joes beaches club
                   A7                    G7  
Plus little rob is selling drugs all the time
                             G        G7          
Hanging out with young thugs that all carry nine's
                                 G7       
At night time there's more trife than ever
                                         G7            
What up with Cormega did you see 'em are y'all together
                               A7                      
If so then hold the fort now I represent to the fullest
G                                  
Say whats up to herb ice and bullet
                                G         
I left a half a hundred in your commissary
F7      G7                              
You was my nigga when push came to shove
             G7  
One what One love


[Chorus]
Am G G7 F7 G7 A7 G7 G
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G7 F7 B7
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[Verse]
                                  A7    
Dear born you'll be out soon stay strong
Am         A7                    G7      
Out in new york the same shit is going on
                                      G7     
The crackheads stalking loudmouths is talking
                                          B7         
Hold check out the story yesterday when I was walking
              G7                      A7                              
The nigga you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin' something
               A7                  
Word to mother I heard him fronting
                     G7        
And he be pumping on your block
              G7            
Your man gave him your glock
                                      B7      
And now they run together what up son whatever
                                           A7   
Since I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a cease
       C              G7                                 
When I heard you blew a nigga with a ox for a phone piece
                                 F7    
Whylin' on the island but now in Elmira
G7                                                       
Better chill 'cause them niggas will put that ass on fire
                                                   G7     
Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers
                                  G7           
I maintain when you come home the corner's ours
                                        G7      
On the reels all these crab niggas know the deal
                                                     G7    
When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal
          D7                     
But chill see you on the next v I
A7     G7                           
I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks
         G7         
Plus you sent flicks
                                             G7      
Your brother's buck whylin' in four Maine he wrote me
                                                G7        
He might beat his case 'til he come home I play it low key
   G7                       
So stay civilized time flies
       A7                    
Though incarcerated your mind
                    G7       
I hate it when your mum cries
                                     G7   
It kinda wants to make me murder for reala
                G7                           
I've even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs
            
For one love
                           F7      
One love one love one love one love
             F7                    
One love one love one love one love
         G7                        
One love one love one love one love
             D7                    
One love one love one love one love


[Chorus]
A7 G7 G G7 Am G7
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[Verse]
                                   G7  
Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha sack
                                                  G7               
Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist through the facts
                                    G7      
Written in school text books bibles etcetera
                                   G7        
Fuck a school lecture the lies get me vexeder
     G7                       
So I be ghost from my projects
G7                                                                     
I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails while I'm sleeping
                                      G7        
A two day stay you may say I need the time alone
                               G7              
To relax my dome no phone left the nine at home
                                     Am7               
You see the streets have me stressed something terrible
D7               G7                                  
Fucking with the corners have a nigga up in belle vue
                                   G7    
Or hdm hit with numbers from eight to ten
                                G7     
A future in a maximum state pen is grim
                                      G7    
So I comes back home nobody's helping shorty
A7        C                 G7                                          
Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops
                                       F7      
He said Nas niggas cold be bustin' off the roof
                   G7                     B7       
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a black tresdeuce
                                              G7   
He inhailed so deep shut his eyes like he was sleep
                                           G7   
Started coughing when I peeked to watch me speak
                                          G7   
I sat back like the mack my army suit was black
                                                     G7          
We was chillin' on these bitches where he pumped his loose cracks
                              A7                 
I took an l when he passed it this little bastard
G7                         G               
Keeps me blasted he starts talking mad shit
                                       G              
I had to school him told him don't let niggas fool him
                                                            G           
'cause when the pistol blows a shot that's when a murder be the cool one
                                  A7                
Tough luck when niggas are struck families fucked up
G                                                 G7       
Could've caught your man but didn't look when you bucked up
                                   G7     
Mistakes happen so take heed never bust up
                                               G7   
If the crowd catch him solo make the right man bleed
                                               A7  
Shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
                   G7                          G    
Only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style
                                       G7        
Then I rose wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
                                              D7     
Then froze only the bolder herb smoke through my nose
    G7                               C      
And told my little man that I'm a go cyprose
                           G7                                
There's some jewels in the skull that he can sell if he chose
                                        G7   
Words of wisdom from nas try to rise up above
     G7                             
Keep an eye out for jake shorty what
    G7  
One love


[Chorus]
A7 G G7 E7 D7
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A7                         G7      
One love one love one love one love
             G    G7  D7           
One love one love one love one love
G7                A7  Am   G7      
One love one love one love one love
                 G7       
To all my niggas locked up
     G7                       
From Queensbridge and all over
               G7      
To my man Goon one love
G7                     
To my man Herb one love
               G7               
To my man Lake Gucciano one love
      G7                                           
Can't forget my motherfuckin' heart Big Bo one love
G7                                 
One love one love one love one love


[End]
                  G7  
To Oogie yeah one love