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CHORDS : Darkoo ft Davido, Tion Wayne, SL – Gangsta Piano and Ukulele Chord Progression and Tabs

This is the chord progression for Gangsta on Piano, Guitar, Ukulele and Keyboard

[Chorus: Darkoo]

I beg you babe-I beg you (Db) babe

I (Db) beg you baby kick it to the left now (Eb)

If you wanna eat it no pressure
(Db)
I only do Range, no Tesla (Eb)

Balmain drippin’, umbrella (Ab)

(Fmaj) I’m tryna love you like a gangsta (Gmaj)

Baby would you answer? (Ab)

I give you (Eb) love, mek her give it to you faster (Gmaj)

‘Cos you’re fuckin’ with a (Ab) gangsta

[Verse 1: Davido]

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[Chorus: Darkoo]

I beg you babe-I beg you (Db) babe

I (Db) beg you baby kick it to the left now (Eb)

If you wanna eat it no pressure
(Db)
I only do Range, no Tesla (Eb)

Balmain drippin’, umbrella (Ab)

(Fmaj) I’m tryna love you like a gangsta (Gmaj)

Baby would you answer? (Ab)

I give you (Eb) love, mek her give it to you faster (Gmaj)

‘Cos you’re fuckin’ with a (Ab) gangsta

[Verse 2: Tion Wayne]

Yo T Wayne from the 9

Man I got her smiling

We can go Givenchy

And she love her diamonds

Out the Swarovski

Five figure Rolex

Then I spent a monkey

We don’t like the winter

Fly another country

Money ain’t sleep

Buy her a Birkin, make it look cheap

Looks so sweet, dunno how she looks street

Flex in Chelsea, man we got cheek (Bang)

Like my cars prestige, George flawless

Di Sauvage fragrance smell gorgeous

Bank account statement aye jawless

Need my girl’s backside enormous

Let’s make daughters

Two girls fighting tryna cuff cuff

I’m in the middle like Pogba

She gimme good head, so I get her lobster

Real African rockstar

[Chorus: Darkoo]

I beg you babe-I beg you (Db) babe

I (Db) beg you baby kick it to the left now (Eb)

If you wanna eat it no pressure
(Db)
I only do Range, no Tesla (Eb)

Balmain drippin’, umbrella (Ab)

(Fmaj) I’m tryna love you like a gangsta (Gmaj)

Baby would you answer? (Ab)

I give you (Eb) love, mek her give it to you faster (Gmaj)

‘Cos you’re fuckin’ with a (Ab) gangsta

[Verse 3: SL]

I beg you take it to the left

Them guys full of shit, I can smell it on their breath

Largest of melons, please speak with your chest

She gone give me brain, it’s an educated guess

Look, she come through and show me nuff’ love

Got dropped in the field? Boy tough luck

Thought you was the real deal, but you mucked up

African queen, come sweet like my puff-puff

Forget them man, they ain’t like the rest of us

Done the kid wrong it happens to the best of us

But that’s the way that it goes

Hope for the best and we break in your home

Smoke to the chest and it’s caving my dome

Loads of the peng and it came in a boat

I ain’t got time entertaining a hoe

‘Less she got time to be taking the bone

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