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Go To Hell Chords by Rick Ross  &  Meek Mill  &  Cool Dre

  • Key: G
  • BPM: 87
  • Capo: no capo

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GO TO HELL CHORDS

[Start]

[Intro]
Eb C7 G7                                            Bb   
      These are the things I can do without come   on
                   G7      C7
I'm talking to you   come on


[Verse]
     C7            
Dope boy excellence
          C7      
They gave you life
            
Elevation Uh
                           
And in return you gave them
    G7                                  
Big blunts dope boys wanna smoke with me
                                         G7  
Now we ride double M's through the whole city
                                       G7
Niggas talkin' down but they hoes feel me
                                        C7      
A nine figure nigga all I wanna talk is business
                                C7    
I seen a big mouth get a closed casket
                              G7    
Self made took over the whole racket
                                   G7  
A kilo after kilo see who move the most
                                         C    
Two hundred foot yacht she wanna see the coast
                                          C       
You can't be chasin' money with the wrong approach
                                  G7   
Commas only comin' once you got a coach
                                    G7  
I'm the Walt Frazier that's for all ages
                                 G7    
The Don Shula shooter nigga tall lasers
                         C7   
Bitch boys run to social media
     C                      
Rich nigga name in Wikipedia
G7                                        
If I fuck her once she wanna fuck me twice
                                             C       C7
All the real niggas clique up let's get rich tonight  


[Chorus]
              G             
Only the real recognize real
                    G7                           C7   C
Give me somethin' I can feel so I know that it's real 
C                                                        
This bandemic infectious bloody diamonds on this necklace
G                               C                        
This bandemic infectious bloody diamonds on this necklace
                                        C7     
Uh I put fifty on her wrist to make her nastier
                     C                                G 
I'm doin' numbers on these niggas it ain't no passin' us
                                  G7     
Bad bitch suckin' it out me Count Dracula
                               C7       
Whole gang with me on a twenty passenger
                                             C7
Kraft with us at the table eatin' crabs with us
               C                            G 
Labels callin' everyday to get some cash to us
                                                                G7
'member when they thought I wasn't smart they tried to laugh at us
      G7                         
But I still catch 'em at the door
                      C 
Like Give them Pateks up


[Verse]
                         C7                                           
Laugh now cry later play it cool slide later I know I'm gon' die later
G7                                                  
On a corner a four pound two dollars some now laters
G7                                                    
I'm a real life survivor them people was tryna fade us
C7                                                 
Lil' shorty with me fine she look like Sanaa Lathan
                                                      G   
I don't get her what she want and she turn into a cry baby
G                             
Bye baby I be out of time baby
   G                                                      
If they catch us on a date you blowin' up like a bomb baby
  C7                                                           
I made twenty mill' last month you better make up yo' mind baby
                                        C                   
You can do anything you want just don't get out of line baby
G                                                        
I'm doin' anything I want I'm havin' lunch with Tom Brady
G                              
Talkin' 'bout his girl problems


[Chorus]
  G7                  C                           
I can't lie I related only real recognize the real
                    C7                          
I was so deep up in the field I know how he feel
                       G7                    G   
I ain't make it to the NFL but shit I'm Meek Mill
                        G7                    
And every time they see me fail shit I prevail
                 C                 C7             
Every time I rap it sound like I'm talkin' in gold
         C7                
And I'll never sell my soul
                             Dsus4
Only the real recognize real     
G                                             G7   C    C7
 Give me somethin' I can feel so I know that it's real  
C                                                        
This bandemic infectious bloody diamonds on this necklace
G7                       C7                              
This bandemic infectious bloody diamonds on this necklace


[Bridge]
   C  
Uh yes
                                      C7  
My niggas got indicted couple made it back
              C                         G    
Once you seen a hundred then you made a stack
G7                                                   
I'm coppin' real estate like I'm still slangin' crack
                               C7 
I left Def Jam once I made the max
                                    C7  
Look at how I'm livin' jugglin' the raps
           C                              G      
I told the record labels You can keep the plaques
            G7                                
Choppers in the car it ain't no need for masks
G7                                  
I do it how I do it with my evil ass


[Chorus]
G7             
Mmmaybach Music
                             Cm7
Only the real recognize real   
                                                      G
Give me somethin' I can feel so I know that it's real 


[End]
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