Part of the Game Chords by 50 Cent
- Key: Bb
- BPM: 97
- Capo: no capo
PULSO FUERTE
PART OF THE GAME ACORDES
[Intro] [Verse] Cm ■ Yeah yeah Cm Yeah yeah Cm I'm a hustler baby I'm a hustler baby Cm I know heartbreaks setbacks Cm Bitch if I crap out I'm sure I'ma get back Cm I been through the ups and downs you know I get around Cm So to me it's all a part of the game Cm If I ain't the coke man or the dope man Cm I'm almost for sure man I gotta take it Cm Don't need to say shit I'm gon' take it F7 C7 Robberies turned homicide it's nothin' to play with C7 Make money makemake make money C7 When shit hit the fan we'll take money South side F7 Be with the best of 'em gun shot at the rest of 'em F7 Checks I'm collectin' 'em check boy I'm finessin' em Cm Bag Supreme boy you fuck around put a big bag on your head Cm 'fore the weather break your bag Cm Let's get to it they don't do it like we do it Cm Cop it whip it bag it flip it Cm Reup we up G'd up what up Cm7 Money 'round this bitch still not givin' a fuck Cm7 When it come to that paper there'll be no complications [Chorus] F G7 ■ Put a hole in a nigga right in front of you your heartbeat pacin' Eb Cm7 Eb And it's alright that's how we do it on this side Bb Niggas get to it on this side Cm I know heartbreaks setbacks F7 Cm Bitch if I crap out I'm sure I'ma get back Cm I been through the ups and downs you know I get around Cm So to me it's all a part of the game Cm If I ain't the coke man or the dope man Cm7 Cm Bb I'm almost for sure man I gotta take it Cm7 Don't need to say shit I'm gon' take it Cm Robberies turned homicide Bb It's nothin' to play with [Verse] Cm Eb It's all a part of the game you gotta play your cards right Cm Eb Don't get caught without the pipe all night lurkin' on sight Cm Never go without a fight win or lose or wrong or right Cm Protect your life 'cause I'll Debo you like you was just a bike Cm Two Cuban links just like I'm Tity Boi ridin' 'round your city boy Cm Twotone boogers up in my face look like a Chip Ahoy Cm7 Cm More money more problems got me feelin' like I'm Diddy boy Cm7 Cm Biggie boy now you see why these hoes get jiggy for me Cm Try to post up on his block I bet we won't allow 'em Cm Might grab that nigga off the lot we put 'em on the alley Cm7 We need some silence suppress 'em when he start rattlin' Bb As you drivin' there'll be hell when you done did a robbery [Chorus] Cm7 Cm Cm7 Not your ho man I'm the boss man F7 Cm Not the dope man but I bring the propane Cm He had a scope on it but he hit 'em close range Cm Stormy days but you know we bringin' more rains Cm I know heartbreaks setbacks Cm Bitch if I crap out I'm sure I'ma get back Cm I been through the ups and downs you know I get around Cm So to me it's all a part of the game Cm If I ain't the coke man or the dope man Cm7 Cm I'm almost for sure man I gotta take it Cm7 Don't need to say shit I'm gon' take it Bb Cm7 Robberies turned homicide it's nothin' to play with ■ [Verse] F7 ■ Oh oh Cm Welcome to the South side Cm Yeah yeah Cm Ooh Yeah yeah yeah Cm Yeah yeah yeah [Chorus] Cm7 Cm Cm7 Bb Cm7 Cm Cm7 Bb ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Outro] F7 Cm7 F7 Cm Cm7 Cm Cm7 Cm ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [End] Cm7 Cm F ■ ■ ■