Hell Ya chords by Appleseed Collective

Chords with lyrics

Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)

A7A7  5x565x
D7D7  x5453x
G7G7  353433
G13G13 353453

Intro:
C majorC       A7A7
Holton Street, Dean Street (click clack)
D7D7     G7G7
Prezident, Nostrand Ave (DP)
C/GC/G        A7/E
Orange Ave (RBGs), Tee Town (alright)
D7/A           G7G7   G13G13
Brooklyn (alright, cmon, cmon let's go)

Verse 1:
        C/GC/G
Sittin' in the living room on the floor, hunger pain got me on some
A7/E
Migraine shit but Imma maintain
   D7/A
I got two or three dollars to my name and my homies in the
G7G7
Same boat going through the same thing
       C/GC/G
Ready for the caper, steady plottin' for the paper
    A7/E
We been livin' in the dark since April
     D7/A
On the candle, gotta get a handle
        G7G7
My homie got a twenty-five automatic added to the gamble
C/GC/G
Get the phonebook look up in the Yellow Page
   A7/E
I can tell you how we gonna get paid
     D7/A
We'll get take-out and when we see the driver
          G7G7
We gonna stick the twenty-five up in his face
           C/GC/G
Let's ride, steppin' outside like warriors
      A7/E
Head to the notorious Southside
  D7/A
One weapon to the four of us, hidin' in the corridor
 G7G7
Until we see the Van by the car headlights
   C/GC/G
White boy in the wrong place at the right time
      A7/E
Soon as the car door open up he mine
      D7/A                    G7G7
We hold the pistol to his nose, by the look on his face
  G7G7
He probably shitted in his clothes
          FF
You know what this is, it's a stick up, gimme the dough
     A augmentedA
From your pickups, you ran into the wrong bicker
  FF
We runnin' down the block we stack some boxes
   E7E7
So we split back up and met at the apartment

Chorus:
   FF        C/GC/G
Hell yeah, ain't you starving there buddy?
   D7/A        G7G7
Hell yeah, you wanna get paid there dog?
   FF        C/GC/G
Hell yeah, ain't you hungry there neighbour?
   D7/A
Hell yeah, well let's ride then
G7G7
Let's ride then

Verse 2:
C/GC/G
I know a way we can get paid
      A7/E
You can get down but you can't be afraid
        D7/A
Let's go to the DMV and get an ID
  G7G7
The name says you but the face is me
     C/GC/G
Now it's your turn take my paper work
   A7/E
Like 1, 2, 3 let's make it work
   D7/A
Then, fill out the credit card application
     G7G7
And it's gonna be bout three weeks of waitin'
   C/GC/G
For American Express, Discover Card
A7/E
Platinum Visa, Master Card
D7/A
Cause, when we was boostin' shit we was targets
G7G7
Now we just walk right up and say charge it
C/GC/G
To the game we rockin' brand names
A7/E
Well known at department store chains
D7/A
Even got the boys in the crew a few things
G7G7
Po Po never know who to true blame
C/GC/G
Store after store you know we kept rollin'
A7/E
Wait two weeks report the card stolen
D7/A
Repeat this cycle like a laundry mat
    G7G7
Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch
    FF
Comin' out the mall with the shoppin' bags
    A augmentedA
We can take it right back then get the cash
   FF
Yeah, get a friend and then do it again
   E7E7
Damn right that's how we paid the rent

Bridge:
FF        C/GC/G
Got to get this paper
  D7/A        G7G7
I'm down for the caper, we steady on the grind
FF      A minorAm
It's a daily struggle
  D7/A       G7G7
We all gotta hustle, this is the way we survive

Instrumental:
C/GC/G A7/E D7/A G7G7
C/GC/G A7/E D7/A G7G7
FF A augmentedA FF E MajorE E7E7
FF C/GC/G D7/A G7G7

Verse 3:
     C/GC/G
I know a caper we can get some government paper
     A7/E
You know food stamps can we really do that
   D7/A
Hell yea, right there for the taking
   G7G7
Fuck welfare we say reparations
   C/GC/G
And, you know the grind
            A7/E
Get up early get in the line and just wait
             D7/A
Everybody on break that's part of the game and when they call your name
  G7G7
Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim
  C/GC/G
I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard
     A7/E
I'm bout hopeless but I gotta eat regardless
  D7/A
No family to run to I'm twenty two
  G7G7
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
  C/GC/G
My sad story made her feel close to me
      A7/E
I made her feel like it was an emergency
    D7/A
When I came to the crib my neighbours couldn't believe
    G7G7
I came back with a big bag of groceries, hell yeah
C/GC/G
Every job I ever had I had to get on the first day
 A7/E
I learn how to pimp on the system
  D7/A
Two steps ahead of the manager
          G7G7
Getting over on the regular tax free money out of the register
  C/GC/G                  A7/E
And when I'm working late nights stocking boxes
         A7/E
I'm creeping their merchandise
     D7/A
And don't put me on dishes I'm dropping them bitches
  G7G7
And taking all day long to mop the kitchen shit
  C/GC/G
We ain't getting paid commission
    A7/E
Minimum wage, modern day slave conditions
    D7/A
Got me flippin' burgers with no power
      G7G7
Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour
    FF
I'm not one to kiss ass for the top position
    A augmentedA
I take mine off the top like a politician
     FF
Where I'm from doing dirt is a part of living
   E7E7
I got mouths to feed I got to get it

Chorus:
   FF          C/GC/G
Hell yeah, you wanna get paid there buddy?
   D7/A        G7G7
Hell yeah, then get your hands dirty dog
   FF       C/GC/G
Hell yeah, you need money there neighbour?
   D7/A
Hell yeah, well let's ride then
   G7G7
Let's ride then

Bridge:
FF         C/GC/G
If you're claimin' gangsta
   D7/A          G7G7           FF
Then bang on the system and show that you ready to ride
FF        C/GC/G
Till we get our freedom
  D7/A       G7G7
We got to get over, we steady on the grind
FF         A minorAm
If you're claimin' gangsta
   D7/A          G7G7           FF
Then bang on the system and show that you ready to ride
FF        A minorAm
Till we get our freedom
  D7/A       G7G7        C majorC
We got to get over, we steady on the grind