Run This Town taby ukulele według Jay-Z

Am       G             Am
 Feel it comin' in the air
         F                 Am
Hear the screams from everywhere
     G              Am
I'm addicted to the thrill
       F               Am
It's a dangerous love affair
         G                   Am
Can't be scared when it goes down
      F                Am
Got a problem, tell me now
     G                  Am
Only thing that's on my mind
               F               Am    G
Is who's gonna run this town tonight
Am              F               Am    G
 Is who's gonna run this town tonight
Am        F
 We gonna run this town

Am                     G
We are, yeah I said it we are
            Am                  F
This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance
          Am                     G
Get y'all fatigues on, all black everything
             Am                    F
Black cards, black cars, all black everything
                  Am                           G
And our girls are blackbirds, ridin' with they dillingers
             Am                           F
I'd get more in depth, if you boys really real enough
           Am                    G
This is la familia, I'll explain later
            Am                      F
But for now let me get back to this paper
                   Am                         G
I'm a couple bands down and I'm tryin' to get back
                 Am                           F
I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks
                 Am                   G
Yeah I'm talkin' five comma six zeros dot zero here it go
Am                             F
Back to runnin' circles 'round niggas now we squared up
Am
Hold up


Chorus:
         G                 Am
Life's a game but it's not fair
            F                Am
I break the rules so I don't care
          G            Am
So I keep doin' my own thing
        F                Am
Walkin' tall against the rain
     G               Am
Victory's within the mile
       F                    Am
Almost there, don't give up now
     G                  Am
Only thing that's on my mind
               F               Am
Is who's gonna run this town tonight
       G               Am
Heeeey hey hey hey hey hey
    F           Am
Hey hey hey hey hey
       G               Am
Heeeey hey hey hey hey hey
               F               Am
Is who's gonna run this town tonight (Hey hey hey hey)


Am                    G
We are yeah I said it we are
                Am              F
You can call me Cesar in a dark Czar
                  Am                G
Please follow the leader so Eric B. we are
           Am                       F
Microphone fiend it's the return of thee God peace God
Am         G
 Ah ah and ain't nobody fresher
     Am         F
I'm in mason ah Martin Margiela
       Am                                  G
On the tape we're screamin' fuck the other side, they jealous
         Am                                 F
We got a bankhead full of broads they got a table full of fellas
Am        G
 And they ain't spending no cake
Am                                    F
They should throw they hand in 'cause they ain't got no spades
Am       G
My whole team got dough
      Am                       F
So my bankhead is lookin' like millionaire's 'fro (yeah)


Chorus


Am                      G
 It's crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow
Am                    F
 To everybody on your dick, no homo
Am                        G
 I bought my whole family whips, no Volvos
Am                        F
 Next time I'm in church, please no photos
Am              G
 Police escorts everybody passports
Am                  F
 This the life that everybody ask for
Am                G
 This a fast life we are on a crash course
Am                          F
What you think I rap for to push a fucking RAV 4
Am                  G
 But I know that if I stay stunting
Am                    F
 All these girls only gonna want one thing
Am                          G
I could spend my whole life good will hunting
Am                        F
Only good gon' come is as good when I'm cumming
Am                    G
She got a ass that'll swallow up a g-string
Am               F
And up top, unh,   two bee stings
Am               G
And I'm beasting   off the riesling
Am                 F
 And my nigga just made it out the precinct
Am                        G
 We give a damn about the drama that your dude bring
Am                             F
 I'm just tryin' to change the color on your mood ring
Am              G
Reebok baby You need to drop some new things
Am                F
Have you ever had shoes without shoe strings?
Am              G
What's that 'Ye? baby, these heels
Am                   F
Is that a may,  what, Baby, these wheels
Am                     G
 You trippin' when you ain't sippin' have a refill
    Am                            F
You feelin' like you runnin' huh, now you know how we feel (Wassup)

Am      G               Am
 Heeeey hey hey hey hey hey
    F           Am
Hey hey hey hey hey
       G               Am
Heeeey hey hey hey hey hey
    F           Am
Hey hey hey hey hey (wassup)
Am      G               Am
 Heeeey hey hey hey hey hey
    F
Hey hey hey hey hey
Am      G               Am
 Heeeey hey hey hey hey hey
         F               Am
We gonna run this town tonight

Am G Am F x2

Wassup!