Gripping Grain chords and lyrics - Z-RO

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[Verse 1]
[Am]What[F], is this [Am]bitch fuck[Dm]
ing with Z- Ro
Motherfucking Mo [Am]City [F]Don [G]bitch[Am]
Yeah, I [F]know y'all hate the way we
stare [Am]at y'all face
[Dm]

[Verse 2]
[Am][F]
[G][Z- Ro]
Rap game [Am]phenomenon,
lyrically I drop bombs
[F]With feddy up in my palms,
and I show you why I'm the Don
Z- [Dm]Ro the soldier, with a chip on my shoulder
I [Am]get you if I o[F]we you,
X your file [G]like Scully and Mulder
[Am]Colder with the pen pimping thang,
fuck bringing it to your ass
Me and that boy Den Den, gon
bring it to your [F]brain
Sit [Dm]back get it together,
take a chill really [Am]sit back
When I'm on swangas never [F]hear no noise,
cause them hoes don't [G]click- clack
I'm [Am]thinking thoed about to unload, on
anything that don't mind
Slapping [F]patches up out your hair,
better say better somebody to find
Straight up and [Dm]down and rap flawn, these
jackers ain't [Am]on
That's why I skip the [F]slab,
and I move straight to [G]foreign
Every[Am]body has collided with The
Screwed Up Click
And when I [F]pick up the mic and I go off,
they say [Am]how he do that [E]shit
I'm a [Dm]mic wrecker,
about to checkmate like check[Am]ers
A pine [F]breasher, with 25 bags
of light green on my [G]dresser

[Verse 3]
[Am]Gripping grain,
my screen is gonna fall like rain
Cause I get my- my [Dm]grind [D]and my- my shine [Am]on,
I'm balling
[F]Crawling[G] in the tur[Am]ning lane,
we tipping and we [F]earning [Am]mayn
Cause we get [Dm]our- our grind and our- our shine [Am]on,
we [F]hauling
[G][Den Den] Gripping

[Verse 4]
[Am]
grain on the feeter, switching
lanes [G]with Aaliyah
Top [F]down low to the ground,
car looking completed
Balling [Dm]hard like Kobe,
put two inches on tobe
Pack a [Am]seventeen [E]shot,
hope a [F]nigga don't provoke [G]me
Cars [Am]they smoking, with herbal incent
Mashing [F]horses flipping tortoise,
candy up like sip
Beat the [Dm]toll for a dolla,
as I [Am]smash right under
On the passenger [F]of me,
riding underground [G]under
I [Am]ponder in the game,
passing laws gripping grain
Screens [F]fall like rain,
leaving puddles and stains
For my [Dm]grind be major,
hit me on [Am]two [Dm]way pager
All my [Am]tools there's a [F]later,
for a safe [G]place hater
So [Am]when you see me in them streets,
you best bow down
I'm gripping [F]grain causing pain,
hold it down H- Town
Like a [Dm]king or a chief,
I'm blowing endo sweet[Am]s
Saving my change pushing my [F]Range,
starched up [G]looking sweet

[Verse 5]
[Am]Gripping grain,
my screen is gonna fall like rain
Cause I get [Dm]my- my grind and my- [Am]my shine on,
I'm balling
[F]Crawling in [G]the tur[Am]ning lane,
we tipping and we [F]earning [Am]mayn
Cause we get [Dm]our- our grind and
our- our shine [Am]on, we hauling
[F][Z-[G] Ro]

[Verse 6]
[Am]
Twelve inches of dope,
candy coat gon float
Got a [F]beach house in Galveston,
[Am]with woofers on bump
And we gon [Dm]choke on smoke,
and swallow drank as we sail
[Am]Atlantic Ocean the Pacific,[E]
man I'm [F]making my mail
[G]From selling [Am]yale to record sales,
to fatten our pocket
Murdering [F]motherfuckers on wax,
can't [Am]nobody can stop it
With the [Dm]checks and a black X,
and [Am]a rolex make niggas check
Got my nose wide [F]open,
smelling nothing [G]but plex
I get [Am]deep like a dimple,
complicated but simple
From rags to riches on these bitches,
[F]Screwed Up medallion with a symbol
Ain't no mo' [Dm]chains and pieces,
for my [Am]nephews and nieces
When the record stores get [E]empty, my
ass get [F]money increases
[G]You can't wal[Am]k on my lawn,
better leave my Vipor alone
Got a house in Sweet Water Texas,
Lexus and a pond with a swan
[F]They call me a [Dm]swanga not a diss, I
broke up on and made her bitch
Now af[Am]filiated on a [F]candy coated
yacht, eating on shrimp [G]fish

[Verse 7]
Gripping [Am]grain,
my screen is gonna fall like rain
Cause I get my- my grind and my-
my shine on, I'm balling
[F]Crawling in the turn[Am]ing lane, we
tipping and we earning man
Cause we get [Dm]our- our grind and
our- our shine [Am]on, we hauling

[Verse 8]
Straight Profit,
taking over [F]and you can't stop it
Cause we get our- our grind and our- our shine on,
[G]we balling
Crawling in the [Am]turning lane,
we tipping and we [F]earning [Am]mayn
Cause we get [Dm]our- our grind and our- our shine [Am]on,
we haul[Dm]ing
[F][G]

[Verse 9]
[Am]Gripping grain,
[F]gri[Dm]nd on and my- my shine on[Am][F][G]
[Am]Turning lane
[F][Dm]