Intro Chords by Cam'Ron
- Key: Em
- BPM: 78
- Capo: no capo
PULSO FUERTE
INTRO ACORDES
[Intro] E Em Cmaj7 C Em ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Verse] Em How y'all doin' out there Em I wanna welcome y'all back C Cmaj7 Welcome some of y'all for the first time huh Killa Cmaj7 We did it again y'all don't fuck wit' us Cmaj7 Suck a dick man ayo Jones what's good Cmaj7 Santana Freekey Em They gon' be mad this time huh Em Ayo I got my man Kay Slay up in the house Em Harlem you know what it is what's good Cmaj7 C You know how we get down East side El BARRIO Cmaj7 El Barrio up in this bitch ayo Kay C This bitch blowing up my motherfuckin phone right now E Man fuck hold up hol' yo man Yo son What's good I gotta tell you like my dog told me Cmaj7 When you meet a chick you gotsta straight slap her Slap her Yeah when you first meet her just slap her Off the bat Off the bat just backhand her Em Why's that though [Chorus] Em Cause later on down the line Em You ain't never gotsta to worry about Em That chick telling you Em Cam you don't treat me the way you used to C Cmaj7 That's what I'm sayin nigga Cmaj7 But see the thing is with me Cmaj7 I don't understand how a bitch can go out E Em Rain sleet snow fuck suck whoever Em And then go give another nigga her fucking money Em Knahmean Nah Cam you gotta understand Cmaj7 That's cause ya game is tight Cmaj7 Oh nah not me Ka' I'm talking about another nigga Cmaj7 I know my game is tight nigga knowhamean Cmaj7 We getting ready set this shit the fuck off Em E Jones where we at huh Harlem Harlem Harlem E Yo yo I advise you to step son E 'fore I fuck your moms make you my stepson E Y'all be calling me daddy cause E The Rag Muffin y'all soon say Cmaj7 Y'all fuck around with brother Numsay Cmaj7 Y'all gon' see doomsday Cmaj7 I'm a savage but colder Cmaj7 Now I rock karats that I'm older Em See this parrot on my shoulder Em He do the talking I ain't concerned with words Em Act up and be returned to the birds C Cmaj7 I return with them birds any twentyeight grams Cmaj7 A bitch that I touch pretty much turns to birds Cmaj7 I be in Miami Boca Raton pokin' your moms E Her and ya aunt all over the Don Em Using a dope then I'm gone back Em Cobacabana no joke I'm bananas E Em Cops come for dope it's a damper Em I'm low in Atlanta get hot go to Savana Cmaj7 Rush the crib go in the hamper Don't follow me Stana If you do I'm blowin the hammer C That'll rip that vest apart hit ya chest and heart C I ain't finished that's just the start E You'll be calling for back up praying for help E Fuck my life I'm taking myself E All the achin I felt Cmaj7 In my crib at night praying for wealth C Bitches dissin What's the problem ma I ain't ballin C Now every ten minutes hoe prank callin Em Yo Cam fuck all this rap shit man Em Let's get down to business Harlem [End]