Hollywood Undead – Pimpin (Guitar)
Key
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Versions
(2)
Guitar Tab
Guitar
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
[Intro]
Bm G Come on, everybody, throw your hands up F# Bm G F# In the air, come on, let's Bm G You know we keep the party jumping F# Bm G F# So let's keep them 40's coming
[Chorus]
Bm G F# Come on down to the city of LA, where we Bm G F# We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy Bm G F# You know how we keep it bumping every day, baby Bm G F# We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
[Verse 1]
Bm When I ride with J-D-O-G G F# It's like, okay, basically Bm We get shitfaced and crazy
N.C.
We're screaming "Fuck the police!"
Bm J-just like easy, let's smoke these G F# With Old E and Charlie Bm We mix it over a hard beat G F# And roll with the Undead Army Bm And you don't need to see the best of me G F# The best MC, it's just the beat Bm Produca feeds and makes me mean G F# That seems to be what makes me scream Bm G So, what up? Let's roll the town fucked up F# Let's tag LA and show love Bm Yo, J-Dog, wait, just hold up G F# Take my mic, my P.O. showed up
[Chorus]
Bm G F# Come on down to the city of LA, where we Bm G F# We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy Bm G F# You know how we keep it bumping every day, baby Bm G F# We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
[Verse 2]
Bm We're six Caucasians, hell-raisin' G F# Blazin', makin' zero bacon Bm Awake to drink to stop to think G F# To call Funny to ride with me Bm My pants are so low G I'm sipping on this 4-0 F# Bm Rolling in the four-door G F# Produca, me, and four hoes—oh, no Bm G F# The 5-0's rollin' code, I didn't stop or try to slow Bm Container's open, Funny's smokin' G F# I think I'm chokin', it's time to go, oh Bm These midnight dealers keep it rollin' G F# Keep the fucking Mad Dog flowin' Bm G Los Angeles, we keep it goin' F# Undead is what we're throwin'
[Chorus]
Bm G F# Come on down to the city of LA, where we Bm G F# We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy Bm G F# You know how we keep it bumping every day, baby Bm G F# We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy
[Verse 3]
Bm I keep on blowing up G F# My head keeps getting fatter every day, baby Bm G On TV, you better listen F# 'Cause you know they'll play me Bm G In the club, you in the corner F# While my shit go crazy Bm G And I got my soldiers in the back F# So you don't wanna face me Bm G F# And when your girl look up at me, I'm looking right down Bm G F# And all that yapping, you know it gon' get you smacked down Bm G F# I stick around to keep it mad while the crowd's loud Bm G F#m In the city of LA, that's my hometown
[Chorus]
Bm G F# Come on down to the city of LA, where we Bm G F# We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy Bm G F# You know how we keep it bumping every day, baby Bm G F# We ride with gangsters and the pimping's easy