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Can't Tell Me Nothing by Kanye West
Can't Tell Me Nothing
Tuning:standard
Here's the chord progression that plays through out the entire song...
e|---3--3--3--1--3-----3-----|
B|---4--4--3--1--4--3--4-----|
G|---5--3--3--1--3--3--5-----| x2
D|---5--5--5--3--5--3--5-----|
A|---3--6--------6--5--3-----|
E|---------------------------|
Cm-D#-Gm-Fm-D#-Bb-Cm
e|---3--3--3--1--3-----4--3--1--3-----3-|
B|---4--4--3--1--4--3--4--3--1--4--3--4-|
G|---5--3--3--1--3--3--5--3--1--3--3--5-| x1:After playing the above part
D|---5--5--5--3--5--3--6--5--3--5--3--5-| twice
A|---3--6--------6--5--6--5--3--6--5--3-|
E|---------------------4--3--1----------|
Cm-D#-Gm-Fm-D#-Bb-Ab-Gm-Fm-D#-Bb-Cm
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right (Oh, oh, oh)
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke I spent that on a necklace (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless (Wee, do, wee, wee, do, day)
To whom much is given much is tested
Get arrested guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My momma couldn't get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and
Me (Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
I'm just saying how I feel, man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to heal, man
I guess the money should have changed him
I guess I should have forgot where I came from
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha, you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (Oh, oh, oh)
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life homey, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell you who the disciples was
So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day
But homey this is my day, class started two hours ago
Oh, am I late?
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
And then say something where you gonna end up apologin'
Let me know if it's a problem man
'Aight man, holla then
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha, you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (Oh, oh, oh)
Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash
Let that man get passed
He don't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes 'cause
How he move in a room full of no's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's your pleasure?
Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her
So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear Nada
I'm in between but way more fresher
With way less effort
'Cause when you try hard is when you die hard
Y'all homies lookin' like, why God?
When they reminisce over you, my God
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
(Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah
Nah I'm serious nigga, I got money
Oh, oh, oh GOOD got it made
Oh, oh, oh, GOOD got it made
(Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
Oh, oh, oh, GOOD got it made
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version 2
Capo: 3rd fret
Am / C / Dm / Em
Am / C / Dm / Em (not 100% sure bout that last Em)
Then:
F / Em / Am / Em
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right (Oh, oh, oh)
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke I spent that on a necklace (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless (Wee, do, wee, wee, do, day)
To whom much is given much is tested
Get arrested guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My momma couldn't get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and
Me (Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
I'm just saying how I feel, man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to heal, man
I guess the money should have changed him
I guess I should have forgot where I came from
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha, you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (Oh, oh, oh)
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life homey, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell you who the disciples was
So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day
But homey this is my day, class started two hours ago
Oh, am I late?
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
And then say something where you gonna end up apologin'
Let me know if it's a problem man
'Aight man, holla then
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha, you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (Oh, oh, oh)
Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash
Let that man get passed
He don't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes 'cause
How he move in a room full of no's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's your pleasure?
Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her
So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear Nada
I'm in between but way more fresher
With way less effort
'Cause when you try hard is when you die hard
Y'all homies lookin' like, why God?
When they reminisce over you, my God
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
(Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah
Nah I'm serious nigga, I got money
Oh, oh, oh GOOD got it made
Oh, oh, oh, GOOD got it made
(Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
Oh, oh, oh, GOOD got it made
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version 3
Capo 3rd Fret - Standard E tuning
Chords:
Am x02210
C x32010
Dm xx0231
C/B x20010
Fmaj7 x3321x
Chord structre of the hole song:
Am - C - Dm - Dm - C - C/B x3
Fmaj - C - Dm - Dm - C - C/B
The last 3 chords, Dm C C/B are played quickly after each other
[Intro, nothing played here]:
La, la, la la (Yeah)
Wait 'til I get my money right
[Verse 1]
Am C Dm
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
Dm C C/B
When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace
Am C Dm
I told God I'd be back in a second
Dm C C/B
Man it's so hard not to act reckless
Fmaj7 C Dm
To whom much is given, much is tested
Dm C C/B
Get arrested guess until he get the message
Am C Dm
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
Dm C C/B
And what I do, act more stupidly
Am C Dm
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
Dm C C/B
My Momma couldn't get through to me
Am C Dm
The drama, people suing me
Dm C C/B
I'm on TV talking like it's just you and me
Fmaj7 C
I'm just saying how I feel man
Dm Dm C C/B
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hillman
Am C Dm
I guess the money should've changed him
Dm C C/B
I guess I should've forgot where I came from
[Hook]
Am C
La, la, la la
Dm Dm C C/B
Wait 'til I get my money right
Am C
La, la, la la
Dm Dm C C/B
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Fmaj7 C
Excuse me, was you saying something?
Dm Dm C C/B
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Am C
You can't tell me nothing
Dm Dm C C/B
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
[Verse 2]
Am C
Let up the suicide doors
Dm Dm C C/B
This is my life homie, you decide yours
Am C Dm
I know that Jesus died for us
Dm C C/B
But I couldn't tell ya who decide wars
Fmaj7 C Dm
So I parallel double parked that motherfucker sideways
Dm C C/B
Old folks talking bout back in my day
Am C
But homie this is my day
Dm Dm C C/B
Class started 2 hours ago, Oh am I late?
Am C
No, I already graduated
Dm Dm C C/B
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
Am C Dm
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Dm C C/B
Ooh they so sensitive
Fmaj7 C
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
Dm Dm C C/B
And say something when you gon' end up apologing
Am C Dm Dm C C/B
Let me know if it's a problem then, aight man, holla then
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Am C Dm
Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash
Dm C C/B
Let that man get past
Am C
He don't even stop to get gas
Dm
If he can move through the rumors
Dm C C/B
He can drive off of fumes cause
Fmaj7 C
How he move in a room full of no's?
Dm Dm C C/B
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Am C
Must be the pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
Dm Dm C C/B
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Am C
Treasure, what's your pleasure?
Dm Dm C C/B
Life is a, UH, depending how you dress her
Am C Dm
So if the devil wear Prada, Adam Eve wear nada
Dm C C/B
I'm in between but way more fresher
Fmaj7 C Dm
With way less effort, cause when you try hard
Dm C C/B
That's when you die hard
Am C
Your homies looking like why God
Dm Dm C C/B
When they reminisce over you, my God
[Hook] x3
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