Rodeo Dr chords and lyrics - GUNNA

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Yeah[F#m]
[D]And I'm right [G]back on Rodeo
[Em]Still got some boys on
[G]the payroll[F#m]
[G]You niggas still sippin'
[Em]Karo (Yeah)
She with a P in [G]LA at the condo,
we 'bout [Em]to eat Maggiano's (Yeah)
Helpin' the P out,
so [G]bring me [F#m]them n[G]arcos
Thinkin' I should take [Em]the Bronco
[F#m](Yeah)
[G]OJ (Yeah), gotta go get it
[Em]tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apol[G]lo,
[F#m]inside[G] my body is hollow[F#m] (Yeah)[Em]
Count up them racks,
get your [Bm]folks out the [F#m]ghetto
You [D]know that was [G]always
[Em]the motto (Yeah)
If a nigga wan' talk out the
[G]side of his neck
I just let his BM come and
[Em]swallow

[Verse 2]
Told my lil' brother [G]we pullin' up
[F#m]Spankin' these [G]niggas that
thinkin' we [Em]hoes
Don't do no explainin'
Don't [G]know what you [F#m]thinkin',
but [G]you help a young nigga grow
[Em]You add up the ten rings on
[G]both of my [F#m]fin gers
I [G]paid like six hundred or
[Em]more (Yeah)
Gave out so many bands
and bought [G]so many [F#m]bangers
You [G]ask and the real niggas know
[Em]I been puttin' that shit on
Showin' these [G]boys how to dress
[D]And get fre[G]sh and pull up with
the hoes [Em](Yeah)
Don't care 'bout no nigga been
[G]sendin' me [F#m]threats
On the West,
I get [G]love from the [Em]Locs (Yeah)
Let me turn back around and go [G]back
To a cell [F#m]for a ni[G]gga with
internet [Em]jokes (Yeah)
Fuck this shit, I'm still doin'
it for [G]Jeff and Lil [F#m]Keed
And you know it's [G]R.I.P. to the
[Em]Pope (Yeah)
And my heart covered [G]in Chrome[F#m]
[D]Damn, they just [G]now rockin'
[Em]Chrome
Gunna back up early [G]morn'[F#m]
[G]Bad bitches passin' me
[Em]robes (Yeah)
Half you lil' spenders been
[G]doin' it [F#m]wrong
I never [G]talk on the [Em]phone (Nah)
He a clout chaser,
they [G]wanna be [F#m]known
Mad that we [G]didn't put 'em
[Em]on ([F#m]Yeah)[D]
And I'm right [G]back on Rodeo

[Verse 3]
[Em]Still got some boys
[G]on the payroll[F#m]
[G]You niggas still sippin'
[Em]Karo (Yeah)
She with a P in LA [G]at the condo
We 'bout [Em]to eat
Maggiano's (Yeah)
Helpin' the P out, so [G]bring me
[F#m]them narcos
Thinkin' I [G]should take the [Em]Bronco
[F#m](Yeah)[G]
OJ (Yeah), gotta go get
[Em]it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apol[G]lo,
[F#m]inside my body i[G]s hol lo[F#m]w (Yea[Em]h)
Count up them racks,
get your [G]folks out the [F#m]ghetto
You [G]know that was always
[Em]the motto (Yeah)
If a nigga wan' talk out the
[G]side of his neck
I just let his BM come and
[Em]swallow
[G]You pick the [Bm]fight, ain't no

[Verse 4]
[G]
way you can run from it
Nigga, 'cause we goin'
at [Em]it (Yeah)
I know some niggas locked
[G]up in the [F#m]dun geon
That [G]say they feel me like a
[Em]fabric (Yeah)
I know you heard [G]I been pullin' up [F#m]pressin' these
[G]niggas who claimin' I [Em]ratted (Yeah)
And been all on the yacht with my
[G]motherfuckin' [F#m]shirt off
Look [G]at it, my whole body tatted [Em](Yeah)
Got the T- rex auto[G]matic[F#m]
[G]No, I ain't signed to Atlantic
[Em](Nah)
Bulletproof truck and it's [G]mat
[F#m]ted (Y[G]eah)
Ain't takin' shit else for
[Em]granted (Nah)
All this shit cost,
it ain't [G]nothin' for [F#m]free in this s[G]hit
So, yeah, I gotta have [Em]it (Yeah)
Yeah, it's the young Gunna [G]Wunna
And I'm [F#m]still the big [G]P and a star
like [Em]Dallas (Yeah)
Back on the [F#m]Addy
[G]One of my diamonds a
[Em]Patek (Yeah)
I got these niggas the [G]mad
[F#m]dest
[G]I'm dressin' up like a
[Em]salad (Yeah)
[G]I sent [F#m]his— ([G]Yeah)
I sent his BM the addy
[Em]She done pulled up with no p[G]anties[D]
[G]In my Los Angeles palace
[Em](Yea[F#m]h)[D]
And I'm right [G]back on Rodeo

[Verse 5]
[Em]Still got some boys
[G]on the payroll[F#m]
[G]You niggas still sippin'
[Em]Karo (Yeah)
She with a P in LA [G]at the condo
We 'bout [Em]to eat Maggiano's
(Yeah)
Helpin' the P out,
so [G]bring me [F#m]them n[G]arcos
Thinkin' I should take the Bron[Em]co
[F#m](Yeah)[D]
OJ (Yeah), gotta go [G]get
[Em]it tomorrow
I'm sellin' out The Apol[G]lo,
[F#m]inside[G] my body is hollow[F#m] (Yeah)
[Em]Count up them racks, get
your [G]folks out the [F#m]ghetto
You [D]know that was [G]always
[Em]the motto (Yeah)
If a nigga wan' talk out the
[G]side of his neck
I just let his BM come and swallow