Fu-Gee-La Chords

Fugees - Fu-Gee-La
 
 
Tabbed by: http://www.andreasvockrodt.de
 
 
[Intro]
 
Cm Gm7 Cm
 
 
[Verse]
 
          Cm
We used to be number 10, now we're permanent at one
       Gm             Cm
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm
Cm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
     Gm             Cm
Tell the woman be easy, nah squeeze the Charmin Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned
         Gm                        Cm
Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born, Jean
Cm
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
Gm
Chicken George become Dead George
Cm
Stealin' chickens from my farm damn, another dead pigeon
   Gm                        Cm
If you're mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Cm
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Gm                               Cm
Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissin' a razor blade
Cm
That sounds sick, maybe one day I'll write a horror
Gm                            Cm
Blackula comes to the ghetto (Stick 'em up), jacks an Acura
Cm
Stevie Wonder sees crack babies becomin' enemies of their own families
Cm
Armageddon come, you know-a we soon done
Cm
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
Cm
A boy on the side of Babylon
Cm
Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion
 
 
 
[Chorus]
 
Cm
Ooh, la-la-la
        Gm                           Cm
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thing
Cm
Ooh, la-la-la
         Gm                  Cm
It's the natural LA that the Refugees bring
Cm                         Gm      Cm
Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
       Cm
Sweet thing
                               Gm   Cm
(She love me like she never before, ayy)
 
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
Cm
Yeah, in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons 'til high noon
        Gm                              Cm
Bust rap tunes on flat spoons, take no shorts like poom poom's
Cm
See hoochies pop coochies for Gucci's and loochies
         Gm                      Cm
Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' Fugees
Cm
Hey, hey, hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play
Gm                       Cm
Say, say, say, like Paul McCartney, not hardly
Cm
Oddly enough, I can see right through your bluff
Gm                                 Cm
Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we bust
Cm
'Cause we fortified, I could never hide
     Gm                   Cm
Seen "Cooley High", cried when Cochise died
Cm
I'm twisted, blacklisted by some other negroes
     Gm                      Cm
Don't remove my Polos on the first episode
Cm
Ha-ha-ha-ha, you shouldn't diss refugees, and
Gm                    Cm
Ha-ha-ha-ha, you whole sound set booty, and
Cm
Ha-ha-ha-ha, you have to respect Jersey
      Gm                           Cm
'Cause I'm superfly when I'm super-high on the Fu-Gee-La
 
 
[Chorus 2]
 
Cm
Ooh, la-la-la
        Gm                           Cm
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thing
Cm
Ooh, la-la-la
         Gm                  Cm
It's the natural LA that the Refugees bring
Cm                         Gm      Cm
Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
       Cm
Sweet thing
                               Gm   Cm
(She love me like she never before, ayy)
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
     Cm
I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees
Gm                 Cm
Smokin' Beedi as I burn my calories
Cm
Brooklyn roof tops become Brooklyn tee-pees
Gm                        Cn
Who that be? Enemy, wanna see the death of me
     Cm
From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like
     Gm            Cm
Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like
Cm
Farrakhan reads his daily Qur'an
       Gm                  Cm
It's a phenomenon, lyrics fast like Ramadan
       Cm
What's goin' on? Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gm        Cm
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump a boy on the side of Babylon
          Gm                          Cm
Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion
Cm
What's goin' on? Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gm        Cm
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump a boy on the side of Babylon
          Gm                          Cm
Tryin' to front like you're down with Mount Zion
 
 
[Chorus 3]
 
Cm
Ooh, la-la-la
        Gm                           Cm
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thing
Cm
Ooh, la-la-la
         Gm                  Cm
It's the natural LA that the Refugees bring
Cm                         Gm      Cm
Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
       Cm
Sweet thing
                               Gm   Cn
(She love me like she never before, ayy)
Cm
Ooh, la-la-la
        Gm                           Cm
It's the way that we rock when we're doin' our thing
Cm
Ooh, la-la-la
         Gm                  Cm
It's the natural LA that the Refugees bring
Cm                         Gm      Cm
Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
       Cm
Sweet thing
                               Gm   Cm    Cm Gm Cm
(She love me like she never before, ayy)
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