Throw It Up Chords by Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz
- Key: Gm
- BPM: 73
- Capo: no capo
PULSO FUERTE
GUITARRA
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GUITARRA -
UKULELE
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PIANO
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MANDOLINA
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BANJO
THROW IT UP ACORDES
[Start] [Verse] Gm Eb Gm Eb Gm Eb Gm Eb ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ Gm Eb Gm Eb Gm Eb Gm Eb ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Chorus] Gm Eb Gm Eb Gm Eb Gm Eb ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Verse] Gm Eb Bb ■ ■ ■ Gm [chorus] Throw it up Mother fucker throw it up [Repeat: xfour] Gm If you scared to throw it up get the fuck out the club [Repeat: xfour] G7 [lil Jon ] D7 Gm Back up bitch get the fuck out my way [Repeat: xtwo] Eb What you looking at nigga what you looking at nigga [Repeat: xtwo] Gm Eb Gm We to deep off in this bitch we too deep off in this bitch [Repeat: xfour] Gm Y'all niggas over there Dm Y'all hoes over there Dm We run this Gm Eb Gm [chorus] [Pastor Troy] ■ ■ [Chorus] [Verse] Eb The last nigga is the pastor Gm D7 Ready to blast ya Gm You know I don't play no mother fucking games Gm Dsgb you know the name Gm Wood grain in the mother fucking Dooley Truck Em Got the black and red seats with the Georgia tuft Gm And I got my helmet hanging out the winda Gm Ready to bust the head of a fucking pretender Gm Nigga as soon as I enter Gm You know I'm making noise Eb Pastor Troy and the Eastside Boyz Gm Ak busting I ride the whole clip Eb I cock that hoe and let it mother fuckin rip Gm Eb To sank shit is what I live for Eb Fuck him Fuck her Gm I'm representing Eb Put some more Yak in my mug Eb So I can throw it up Gm Eb Gm Eb [chorus] ■ [Lil Jon] [Chorus] Gm Eb Gm Eb ■ ■ ■ ■ [Verse] Gm Eb Ok ok hold the fuck up hold the fuck up Eb I'm looking round this bitch Gm I see a lot of niggas ain't throwin up shit Eb Ya'll niggas must be scared to represent yo shit Gm You must be scared nigga Gm Fuck that shit Gm All my real niggas that proud of they hood Gm All my real ladies that's proud of they hood Eb Gm And they ain't never been scared [Chorus] Eb Say this shit Gm [repeat: xfour] Eb Bitch I ain't scared Gm Bitch I ain't scared Eb Bitch I ain't scared Gm Eb I ain't scared mother fucker Eb [pastor Troy] Gm I'm goin' represent where I'm from Gm In the back of the club my Tommy gun Gm Though when I chill Gm Fucking burn one Eb Leave up out the club it's me little Jon [Bridge] Gm Balling in the Benzes Gm Switching up lanes Gm Talking much shit cause we deep in the game cocaine Gm All white fucking S fucking six Eb Young ass niggas I guess we filthy rich [Chorus] Gm My whole click ready to bust some heads Eb I'ma throw it up bitch and I ain't scared Gm Pastor Troy mother fucker Gm You know the routine Gm Represent for the home team Eb Gm Eb Gm Eb Gm Eb ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Outro] Eb Throw it up [Chorus] [End]
