Hell Ya chords by Appleseed Collective

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

A7   5x565x
D7   x5453x
G7   353433
G13  353453

Intro:
C              A7
Holton Street, Dean Street (click clack)
D7         G7
Prezident, Nostrand Ave (DP)
C/G                A7/E
Orange Ave (RBGs), Tee Town (alright)
D7/A                     G7     G13
Brooklyn (alright, cmon, cmon let's go)

Verse 1:
               C/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
G7
Same boat going through the same thing
              C/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
               G7
My homie got a twenty-five automatic added to the gamble
C/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
                   G7
We gonna stick the twenty-five up in his face
                     C/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
  G7
Until we see the Van by the car headlights
      C/G
White boy in the wrong place at the right time
            A7/E
Soon as the car door open up he mine
            D7/A                                       G7
We hold the pistol to his nose, by the look on his face
   G7
He probably shitted in his clothes
                   F
You know what this is, it's a stick up, gimme the dough
          A
From your pickups, you ran into the wrong bicker
   F
We runnin' down the block we stack some boxes
      E7
So we split back up and met at the apartment

Chorus:
     F               C/G
Hell yeah, ain't you starving there buddy?
     D7/A                G7
Hell yeah, you wanna get paid there dog?
     F               C/G
Hell yeah, ain't you hungry there neighbour?
     D7/A
Hell yeah, well let's ride then
G7
Let's ride then

Verse 2:
C/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
    G7
The name says you but the face is me
         C/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
         G7
And it's gonna be bout three weeks of waitin'
     C/G
For American Express, Discover Card
A7/E
Platinum Visa, Master Card
D7/A
Cause, when we was boostin' shit we was targets
G7
Now we just walk right up and say charge it
C/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
G7
Po Po never know who to true blame
C/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
       G7
Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch
       F
Comin' out the mall with the shoppin' bags
       A
We can take it right back then get the cash
      F
Yeah, get a friend and then do it again
     E7
Damn right that's how we paid the rent

Bridge:
F               C/G
Got to get this paper
    D7/A                G7
I'm down for the caper, we steady on the grind
F            Am
It's a daily struggle
   D7/A              G7
We all gotta hustle, this is the way we survive

Instrumental:
C/G A7/E D7/A G7
C/G A7/E D7/A G7
F A F E E7
F C/G D7/A G7

Verse 3:
         C/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
     G7
Fuck welfare we say reparations
     C/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
    G7
Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim
    C/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
    G7
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
   C/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
       G7
I came back with a big bag of groceries, hell yeah
C/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
                    G7
Getting over on the regular tax free money out of the register
   C/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
    G7
And taking all day long to mop the kitchen shit
   C/G
We ain't getting paid commission
        A7/E
Minimum wage, modern day slave conditions
       D7/A
Got me flippin' burgers with no power
           G7
Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour
        F
I'm not one to kiss ass for the top position
       A
I take mine off the top like a politician
          F
Where I'm from doing dirt is a part of living
      E7
I got mouths to feed I got to get it

Chorus:
     F                   C/G
Hell yeah, you wanna get paid there buddy?
     D7/A                G7
Hell yeah, then get your hands dirty dog
     F              C/G
Hell yeah, you need money there neighbour?
     D7/A
Hell yeah, well let's ride then
      G7
Let's ride then

Bridge:
F                  C/G
If you're claimin' gangsta
     D7/A                   G7                     F
Then bang on the system and show that you ready to ride
F               C/G
Till we get our freedom
   D7/A             G7
We got to get over, we steady on the grind
F                  Am
If you're claimin' gangsta
     D7/A                   G7                     F
Then bang on the system and show that you ready to ride
F               Am
Till we get our freedom
   D7/A             G7               C
We got to get over, we steady on the grind