Текст песни Limp Bizkit - rollin | текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3
Limp Bizkit - rollin | текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 слова песни
Limp Bizkit - Rollin`Tabbed by: Sean StinsonI tabbed this song to amuse myself. I think I`m the first to do it. I don`t like Limp Bizkit,but alot of people want to play this song, so here it goes....The song is in Drop D (DADGBE)Intro: No guitar.Main riff: this is played basically throughout thewhole song. It`s heavily muted during the verses.|----------------------------------------------||----------------------------------------------||----------------------------------------------||-0-0--7-7--5-5--3--5-3-0-0--------0-0----0-0--||-0-0--7-7--5-5--3--5-3-0-0--rest--0-0----0-0--||-0-0--7-7--5-5--3--5-3-0-0--------0-0----0-0--|This is the little horn effect thing played duringthe last part of the verses tabbed for guitar.|----------------------||----------------------||----------------------||-21-21---20-20-20-21--||-20-20---19-19-19-20--||-19-19---18-18-18-19--|During the part where they give all their shoutouts, thislittle thing is played at the end of each measure. I`m notto sure about this one, but it`s close enough. The firstnote barely sounds.|--------||--------||--------||-6/7~---||-6/7~---||-6/7~---|That`s it. The easiest song EVER. If you can`t play it, yousuck. There`s lots of distortion, and little effects. I`m about 95% sure the main riff is right.As a bonus, my brother transcribed the horrible lyrics:I know y`all be lovin` this shit right hereL-I-M-P Bizkit is right herePeople in the house put them hands in the airCuz if you don`t care, then we don`t care1-2-3 times 2 to da 6Jonesin` for yo` fix for the Limp Bizkit mixSo where the fuck you at punk? Shut the fuck upAnd back the fuck up while we fuck this track upPut your hands in the air...Move in, move out, hands up, hands downBack up, back up, whatcha gonna do now?Breathe in, breathe outKeep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (WHAT) (COME ON) (YEAH)You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit (yeah)You can`t mess with Limp Bizkit (why?)Because we get it on (when) Everyday and every night (ah)And this platinum thing right here (uh-huh)We doing it all the time (wha?)So ya better get some better beats and uh,Get some better rhymesWe got the gameset, so don`t complain yet24-7 never beggin` for a raincheckOld school soldiers passin` out the high shit,NY shit, hitting raps in da mosh pitMove in, move out, hands up, hands downBack up, back up, whatcha gonna do now?Breathe in, breathe outKeep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (WHAT) (COME ON) (YEAH)Hey ladies, hey fellas, and the people that don`t give a fuck.All the lovers all the hotels, and all the people who call themselves playersHot mamas, pimp daddies, and the peoplerollin` in up in caddiesHey rockers, hip hoppers, and everybodyall around the worldMove in, move out, hands up, hands downBack up, back up, whatcha gonna do now?Breathe in, breathe outKeep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (WHAT) (COME ON) (YEAH)----------------------------------------------------Next up: Nevermore`s Dreaming Neon Black, and Offspring`s Original Prankster.Ta, Sean Stinson.