How We Roll - Hollywood Undead, ukulele chords

Published: 2018-05-27 16:38
Selection chords: Katie Paterson

Intro: Fm Fm C# C#

Verse:
 Fm
Nightfall and the day begins
             Fm
I need the bright city lights as I start to descend
                  C#
ʼCause I keep it Undead ʼtill the very end
       C#
And I got some low lifes that I call my friends
           Fm
Itʼs some West Coast, beach bum, gangsta shit
        Fm
Fuck a Hollywood hit, Iʼll ghost ride the whip
        C#
On the Sunset Strip, just me and my clique
        C#
And we runninʼ the streets so suck my dick
     Fm
Six deep we creep and to the streets we go
     Fm
Cadillacs and Chops so weʼre ready to roll
        C#
Just a couple of gangstas mimosas and Big Gulps
  C#
Smoking and swerving coming straight to your throat
     Fm
Get back when we enter the room
     Fm
Get back ʼcause we digging your tomb
     C#
Get back, what the fuck you gonna do?
          C#
What the fuck you gonna do when we coming for you?

Chorus:
                Fm
This is how we roll out here
                              Fm
Weʼre packinʼ heat cause itʼs cold out here
                       C#
Hold your own, donʼt show no fear
                           C#
Or youʼre gonna lose your soul out here
               Fm
This is how we roll out here
                              Fm
Weʼre packinʼ heat cause itʼs cold out here
                       C#
Hold your own, donʼt show no fear
                           C#
Or youʼre gonna lose your soul out here

Verse:
     Fm
Oh shit, yeah, here comes Johnny
     Fm
Heʼs poppinʼ a wheelie on his fucking Ducati
    C#
Oh no, yeah, there goes Charlie
 C#
Mad dogging, shirtless on the back of a Harley
      Fm
Letʼs go, yeah, we ready to party
     Fm
The best duo since Spade and Farley
       C#
Letʼs roll, hop in the whip and get gnarly
     C#
We blaze more spliffs than a young Bob Marley
Fm
Get some, yeah, get your dick sucked
     Fm
Iʼm blazing a quick one in the back of a strip club
     C#
Our victim, forced into a sixsome
    C#
And ainʼt nobody leaving ʼtill all of our dicks cum
    Fm
So kick back, when I flash this gat
   Fm
I got more straps than Mattʼs assless chaps
          C#
So hands up, yeah, weʼre lying them low
C#
All cocked up and weʼre ready to go

Chorus:
                Fm
This is how we roll out here
                              Fm
Weʼre packinʼ heat cause itʼs cold out here
                       C#
Hold your own, donʼt show no fear
                           C#
Or youʼre gonna lose your soul out here
               Fm
This is how we roll out here
                              Fm
Weʼre packinʼ heat cause itʼs cold out here
                       C#
Hold your own, donʼt show no fear
                           C#
Or youʼre gonna lose your soul out here

Verse:
Fm
Hollywood, where the fuck you at?
      Fm
West side ʼtill I die and we on attack
         C#             C#
ʼCause this is how we roll (Drop top and we ready to go)
Fm
Hollywood, where the fuck you at?
   Fm
Undead strike creepinʼ in the Cadillac
         C#             C#
ʼCause this is how we roll (Undead but you already know)
  Fm            Fm
This is how we roll (I flex nuts ʼcause my arms are swole)
  C#             C#
This is how we roll (Chop shop, people cuttinʼ up bones)

Chorus:
                Fm
This is how we roll out here
                              Fm
Weʼre packinʼ heat cause itʼs cold out here
                       C#
Hold your own, donʼt show no fear
                           C#
Or youʼre gonna lose your soul out here
               Fm
This is how we roll out here
                              Fm
Weʼre packinʼ heat cause itʼs cold out here
                       C#
Hold your own, donʼt show no fear
                           C#
Or youʼre gonna lose your soul out here

               Fm
This is how we roll out here
Fm
(Hollywood, where the fuck you at?)
                               Fm
Weʼre packinʼ heat ʼcause itʼs cold out here
Fm
(Hollywood, where the fuck you at?)
                       C#
Hold your own, donʼt show no fear
C#
(Hollywood, where the fuck you at?)
                           C#
Or youʼre gonna lose your soul out here
C#
(West side ʼtil I die and weʼre on attack)
               Fm
This is how we roll out here
Fm
(Hollywood, where the fuck you at?)
                               Fm
Weʼre packinʼ heat ʼcause itʼs cold out here
Fm
(Hollywood, where the fuck you at?)
                       C#
Hold your own, donʼt show no fear
C#
(Hollywood, where the fuck you at?)
                           C#
Or youʼre gonna lose your soul out here
C#
(West side ʼtil I die and weʼre on attack)

Outro:
  Fm            Fm
This is how we roll
  C#             C#
This is how we roll
  Fm            Fm
This is how we roll
  C#             C#
This is how we roll