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That's All She Wrote Chords by T.I.

  • Key: Gm
  • BPM: 85
  • Capo: no capo
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THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE ACORDES

[Intro]

[Chorus]
Gm7 Bb Eb Cm Cm7 Gm7
              
                                 Bb     
Now I don't really care what you call me
                               Eb      
Just as long as you don't call me broke
                                Cm7   
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
                                    Gm        Gm7
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote   
                 Bb     
Streets like old Chicago
                                Eb    
Ain't nothin' new I seen it all before
                         Cm7     
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Cm                                  Gm7      
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote
                  Bb       
All she wrote all she wrote
                                 Eb       
I said it's over with that's all she wrote
                  Cm7      
All she wrote all she wrote


[Verse]
                                        Gm7  
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote
     Gm7               
It's stupid how I go in
                  Gm7    
Knowin' everybody knowin'
         Gm7               
That I'm sewin' up the game
                                 Gm7
Destroying like they hate me for it 
Eb                            
Eventually see they can't beat
                      Eb  
And then with me they join
Cm7                                                        
Others sworn under oath or banished left completely scorned
Gm7                                   
You tell lies get cut nigga kick rocks
              Bb                         
You never did blend in with the big shots
Eb               
On the fast track
      Eb                      
Ain't no need for no pit stops
Cm7            
I just laugh at
      Cm7                       
Nigga wishin' they were this hot
Gm7                                       
Guess they mad at me huh Really pissed off
Bb                        
Better that than pissed on
        Bb                         
I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones
Eb                      
Catch me in the end zone
Eb                     
Highsteppin' Prime Time
Cm7                           
Thought you niggas been known:
                     Cm7  
Ain't no blockin' my shine
Gm7                                                    
Like my new Air Yeezy's you can see me in the nighttime
Bb                                                           
I get rich off livin' life you check to check recitin' rhymes
Eb                      
So call me what you want
      Eb                   
Wanna hate Have a nice time
Gm7                     
While I get stupid paper
       Cm7                      Gm7 
Hey my dough ain't in its right mind


[Chorus]
                                 Bb     
Now I don't really care what you call me
                                  Eb   
Just as long as you don't call me broke
                                Cm7   
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
                                        Gm    Gm7
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote   
                  Bb     
Streets like cold Chicago
                                Eb    
Ain't nothin' new I seen it all before
                         Cm7     
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Csus4                                        
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote


[Verse]
Gm7                    
You're starin' straight
Gm7                  
Into a barrel of hate
Gm7          
Terrible fate
Bb                                            
Not even a Slim chance to make a narrow escape
Eb                                                    
Cupid shot his arrow and missed wait Sarah you're late
Cm7                             
Your train left Mascara and eggs
              Cm7 
Smear in your face
Gm7         
Night's over
Gm7       
Goodbye ho
          Gm7           
I thought that I told ya
Bb                                        
That spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
                Eb                           
Never should've came within range of my Rover
                                   Cm7           
Should've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
                                              Cm7
Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
Gm                            
To still come back to the crib
     Gm7                                  
Must want me to mess with her mind hold up
Bb                                 
She mistook me for some high roller
            Bb          
But I won't buy her soda
Eb                           
Unless it's Rock and Rye cola
                 Cm7   
Buy you a bag of Fritos
                                              Cm7     
I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
Gm                                                    
If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya
Bb                                                          
Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five molars
Eb                             
You'll get your eyes swolled up
Eb                       
I'm on my straightgrizzly
   Eb                                          
So why would I buy you a gayass teddybear bitch
               Eb     
You're already bipolar


[Chorus]
                                 Bb     
Now I don't really care what you call me
                     Eb  
You can even call me cold
                                   Cm    
These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
                                        Gm     
It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
              Bb       
I roll like a Desperado
                                 Eb
Now I never know where I'm gonna go
                             Cm7     
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
                                    Gm7  
Until it's over with that's all she wrote


[Verse]
    Gm7                                              
The credit roll the curtain close the movie over with
Bb                                                            
But don't get mad at me go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Eb                                             
Yeah life is sure a bitch but she know I'm rich
                          Gm7                             
That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Gm7                                                           
Here I go again I kick this shit give a damn got it pourin' in
Bb                                                     
Pesos Euros Yen ah ha I'm paid never gon' be poor again
Eb                                         
See me posted in anything wearin' any chain
Cm7                                                       
Never gon' see me toting anything all you gon' see is bang
Gm7                                                     
It's so nice where I kick it hate you never get to visit
Bb                                                       
Yeah I'm on another level but you niggas still can get it
     Eb                                                      
It's all over 'fore you finish sorry bro this where we end it
      Cm7                                                    
Won't give you the satisfaction of me givin' you the business
       Gm7                               
Yeah I guess life is a bitch ain't it Tip
                             Gm7 
And each one thinks they the shit
Bb                                                                
Shirt off my back I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
Eb                                                
I'm givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine
                  Eb         
Let em get a good taste of it
    Eb                                        
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
    Eb                
But in case you didn't
Gm7                                            Gm                            
I'ma stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
Bb                                                               
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it
     Eb                                 
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
           Eb                            
That clock I'm racing it double timing it
            C7                                                      
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
                               Cm      
That it may take you pricks to catch on
                         Gm7                   
While you strong arm I'm like Stretch Armstrong
                Bb                                              
Man I still say KMart's like there's an apostrophe 's' on it dog
             Eb                                                  
And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong
                Eb                                                       
But if you gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs
            Eb           
You can get the F on dawg
                              Gm              
And on my throne I remain all alone in my lane
       Bb                                               
I'm as strong as the King they were gone 'fore they came
Eb                                                   
Now I don't wanna hang I slap five with them rap guys
C7                                               Gm 
They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty that's why


[Chorus]
                                 Bb     
Now I don't really care what you call me
                     Eb  
You can even call me cold
                                Cm7   
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
                                        Gm   
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote
              Bb                                         Eb
I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go
                             Cm7     
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Cm                                    Gm   
Goodnight is over with that's all she wrote
                      Bb   
All she wrote all she wrote
                                    Eb   
I said its over with that's all she wrote
                      Cm7  
All she wrote all she wrote
                                        Gm7  
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote


[Outro]
Gm Bb Eb Cm7 Gm Bb Eb Cm7
                 


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