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These Streets Chords by Tanya Stephens

  • Key: C
  • BPM: 78
  • Capo: no capo
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THESE STREETS ACORDES

[Start]

[Intro]
C G Am F C G Am7 C
          
               G                               Am7    F  
You know I can still remember when it was just me and you
                                C   
Suddenly it turned you and your crew
G                                
Forget everything bout your 'Boo'
Am7 Dm7    
Ah     boy


[Verse]
                  C                       
I wish you woulda treat me like your glock
                    Dm                  
I woulda love it if you keep me pon cock
                  C                       
I wish you woulda treat me like your yacht
G                     Dm              
Keep me wet while the waves dem a rock
                  C                     
Why you cant stay pon me like the corner
G                      Dm                    
And keep your lips pon me like your marijuana
                        C                     
I woulda love it if you treat me like the club
G                     Dm7       
Stay up inna me whole night just
Dm                    
A bump 'n grind 'n rub


[Chorus]
Am7                 Dm        Am7                     
You dont understand what your woman needs from her man
Dm7       Am7                             
While you deh pon the streets all the time
G                          
Just bear this in mind Whoa
C             G                  C   
These streets dont love you like I do
Am  F                
You need fi know that
C              G                 Am7 F                         
You wanna keep your woman loving you then you need fi show that
C                        G                   Am7     
The love we have weh did take so much effort fi build
F                 C   
You about fi blow that
                G                
But just like a played out jersey
    Am7          Dm7      
You about fi get throwback


[Verse]
                  C                    
I wish you woulda treat me like a ounce
Bm7                   Dm                  
Me know you nah leggo that when you bounce
                             C                   
You shoulda deh home a knock boots like your Tims
G                          Dm  
Need fi act older than the size
      Dm  
A yuh rims
                       C                        
I wish you woulda stay pon me like the phone man
                          Dm     
And never leave the house without
             Dm        
Me like your chrome man
                      C                       
Boy I wish you woulda treat me like your whips
                              Dm7      
Your girl's a perfect ten but your Benz
    Dm7                    
Dem a only a five and a six
Dm  Am7             Dm        Am7                     
You dont understand what your woman needs from her man
Dm7   Am7                                 
While you deh pon the streets all the time
G                     
Just bear this in mind


[Chorus]
C             G                  Am F 
These streets dont love you like I  do
F                    
You need fi know that
C              G                 Am7 F                         
You wanna keep your woman loving you then you need fi show that
C                        G                   Am7      F
The love we have weh did take so much effort fi build 
                  C   
You about fi blow that
                G                
But just like a played out jersey
    Am7          Dm7      
You about fi get throwback


[Verse]
        C                                        
Now the feds have them case and the gavel a pound
          Dm                
Me a look fi a familiar face
      Dm             
Me no see none around
         C                                    
When you call me collect a gi mi errands fi do
       Dm                       
Me nuh see no hot gal me nuh see
G7                 
None of your 'crew'
C                          
Government seize everything
G7                 Dm                      G7       
The G's everything and another baller done take over
    G7  
The spot
      C                  G       
A run  trees everything the keys
Dm                                            
Everything and ten calls a month is all you've
    Dm    
Got saying
Am7               
Now you understand
Dm     Am                     Dm7
What I was tryna to say to my man
               Am7               
Why you dey an dere pon the grind


[Chorus]
G                            
You shoulda bear this in mind
        C                          
Say the streets dem nuh give a damn
G               
Bang diddly bang
           Am7           F         
A just the place weh you peddle pon
            C             G     
You fall in love with the corner
          Am7    F             
You can't say me never warn you
F                                     
These streets don't love you like I do
  C          G                     
U know these streets don't love you
       Am                  F      
And oh these streets can't hug you
C                                     
These streets don't love you like I do
  G                                
U know these streets don't love you
Am7                 F        C        
These streets don't love you like I do


[Outro]
       G                           
U know these streets don't love you
C             F              C        
These streets don't love you like I do
              G                       
These streets don't love you like I do
       C                        F  
U know these streets don't love you
  C    G       F                      C G F
U know  these streets don't love you   


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