Chords for Hi-c - Elfen Lied 222
Tempo:
165.2 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
D#
E
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[C#] [E]
I see [C#m] Mad Retreat Club boys in this [F#] bitch, Crawford and Ray boys, y'all know it, stick out, [D#] [G#m]
[F#] let's do it, fuck it
[C#] [F#]
[B] [D#]
[G#m] Caps on these keyboards, [F#] in the party hall, P of Strone's in the [C#m] jazz force
keyboard
Tell me what these niggas [G#] talking tough in they tweets for
I see [C#m] Mad Retreat Club boys in this [F#] bitch, Crawford and Ray boys, y'all know it, stick out, [D#] [G#m]
[F#] let's do it, fuck it
[C#] [F#]
[B] [D#]
[G#m] Caps on these keyboards, [F#] in the party hall, P of Strone's in the [C#m] jazz force
keyboard
Tell me what these niggas [G#] talking tough in they tweets for
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F#
B
D#
E
G#m
F#
B
D#
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ I see [C#m] Mad Retreat Club boys in this [F#] bitch, Crawford and Ray boys, y'all know it, stick out, [D#] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ [F#] let's do it, fuck it
_ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [D#] _ _ _
[G#m] Caps on these keyboards, [F#] in the party hall, P of Strone's in the [C#m] jazz force
In the push start, [F#] what the fuck, I need a keyboard
I see I heard of this, what the fuck, I'm [D#] bout to beam for
Tell me what these niggas [G#] talking tough in they tweets for
[E] Why these rat niggas love their cap on these beaks for
I see what you are [F#] is Mrs.
Strone's with the lean for
[E] The geeks with the drink on my jeans and [D#] my snicks for
I see, tell me what you fuck [B] a girl on my dreams [F#] for
Got a second dick on her knees to her knees for
[D#] M's on my brain, give me brain while my [F#] brain's young
Love the type that gang go online [B] and press record
While I let my nuts hang 10 on her chair for
[F#] Get that bitch a 10, bring a friend, bring like 3 or more
[D#] 10 on the grind, but [F#m] that price ain't shit to your [F#] 4
Niggas eatin' Strone's while the crowd [D#] took 3 or 4
Baby you ain't never [B] met a nigga like me [F#] before
We ain't even cuss, so what the fuck, she lose her sleep for
Said she hate my guts, then what the fuck, she love me deep for
But she love me shoving in her guts like a [G#] skateboard
I don't need Chanel, double [B] C's just to lean for
Just to hug [F#] them sheets while I ride inside the jeans for
[D#] Spending addiction while we be in New [F#] York
Seeing premonitions in the [B] Strone's, finna eat more
Bitches at me, hiding it on that dash, that 2 door
[F#] Hit my crash, then my brain splashed on that dashboard
In the deep floor, that bitch inside like a beast roar
Got the type that gang kick her out like [B] the landlord
Pack your silk sacks through the mail with them V's for
[F#] 12 at the front, then I'm flashed through the back door
Stuff his face flat, that's what I'm in that party deep for
Stuff a nigga out, that's what his [B] love on my sneaks for
Niggas in my lane, but they need to take a detour
[F#] Just like Taco Bell, feed them shells like a seashell
And I stay with Elle, you would think I was a dipper
Mask on my face, call me high [B] C Mysterio
They got her dope, kick that bitch up like Swanna Knows [F#] Key
Tryna pump on that gang bitch audio
[D#m] Underneath the smell, now her face getting super [B] soaked
She my Riel, got her wetter than a mermaid
[D#] I can swirl his hair, [G#m] high C, I'm a [E] heavyweight
They know I ain't silly, I surpass them in every way
Just [D#] get it hit, [G#m] so don't wait, bitch you very [E] late
All these lil niggas trapping mouths, but they [D#] used to skate
Bitches know I keep [B] Lucy on me just like up and [F#] late
I'm a high tech, losing all my boys just like Gatorade
All of them swag, used to pour that shit in everything
Only at the top of the top, [B] you all never see
Bitches give me top, fuckin' throat, shit get belly break
[F#] Bitch give me brain so much, they can barely think
I see in the party, if for days I can barely blink
Hoes on my mind, but I hope I [D#] can never need
Niggas broke as hell, boy [B] you starved, boy you barely [F#] eat
Real demon bitch, separate dicks like the movie team
In my DM's, dreamin' fuck, know that Megan please
We be passin' hoes back and forth [G#m] like she on a swing
_ _ Hey, you already know man, [E] yo ICS is bitch bro
Shout out Plumber 8 Boys man
[F#] You already know, it's the club boys man
Shout out my nigga Thar bro
_ [D#] _ Bitch _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I see [C#m] Mad Retreat Club boys in this [F#] bitch, Crawford and Ray boys, y'all know it, stick out, [D#] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ [F#] let's do it, fuck it
_ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [D#] _ _ _
[G#m] Caps on these keyboards, [F#] in the party hall, P of Strone's in the [C#m] jazz force
In the push start, [F#] what the fuck, I need a keyboard
I see I heard of this, what the fuck, I'm [D#] bout to beam for
Tell me what these niggas [G#] talking tough in they tweets for
[E] Why these rat niggas love their cap on these beaks for
I see what you are [F#] is Mrs.
Strone's with the lean for
[E] The geeks with the drink on my jeans and [D#] my snicks for
I see, tell me what you fuck [B] a girl on my dreams [F#] for
Got a second dick on her knees to her knees for
[D#] M's on my brain, give me brain while my [F#] brain's young
Love the type that gang go online [B] and press record
While I let my nuts hang 10 on her chair for
[F#] Get that bitch a 10, bring a friend, bring like 3 or more
[D#] 10 on the grind, but [F#m] that price ain't shit to your [F#] 4
Niggas eatin' Strone's while the crowd [D#] took 3 or 4
Baby you ain't never [B] met a nigga like me [F#] before
We ain't even cuss, so what the fuck, she lose her sleep for
Said she hate my guts, then what the fuck, she love me deep for
But she love me shoving in her guts like a [G#] skateboard
I don't need Chanel, double [B] C's just to lean for
Just to hug [F#] them sheets while I ride inside the jeans for
[D#] Spending addiction while we be in New [F#] York
Seeing premonitions in the [B] Strone's, finna eat more
Bitches at me, hiding it on that dash, that 2 door
[F#] Hit my crash, then my brain splashed on that dashboard
In the deep floor, that bitch inside like a beast roar
Got the type that gang kick her out like [B] the landlord
Pack your silk sacks through the mail with them V's for
[F#] 12 at the front, then I'm flashed through the back door
Stuff his face flat, that's what I'm in that party deep for
Stuff a nigga out, that's what his [B] love on my sneaks for
Niggas in my lane, but they need to take a detour
[F#] Just like Taco Bell, feed them shells like a seashell
And I stay with Elle, you would think I was a dipper
Mask on my face, call me high [B] C Mysterio
They got her dope, kick that bitch up like Swanna Knows [F#] Key
Tryna pump on that gang bitch audio
[D#m] Underneath the smell, now her face getting super [B] soaked
She my Riel, got her wetter than a mermaid
[D#] I can swirl his hair, [G#m] high C, I'm a [E] heavyweight
They know I ain't silly, I surpass them in every way
Just [D#] get it hit, [G#m] so don't wait, bitch you very [E] late
All these lil niggas trapping mouths, but they [D#] used to skate
Bitches know I keep [B] Lucy on me just like up and [F#] late
I'm a high tech, losing all my boys just like Gatorade
All of them swag, used to pour that shit in everything
Only at the top of the top, [B] you all never see
Bitches give me top, fuckin' throat, shit get belly break
[F#] Bitch give me brain so much, they can barely think
I see in the party, if for days I can barely blink
Hoes on my mind, but I hope I [D#] can never need
Niggas broke as hell, boy [B] you starved, boy you barely [F#] eat
Real demon bitch, separate dicks like the movie team
In my DM's, dreamin' fuck, know that Megan please
We be passin' hoes back and forth [G#m] like she on a swing
_ _ Hey, you already know man, [E] yo ICS is bitch bro
Shout out Plumber 8 Boys man
[F#] You already know, it's the club boys man
Shout out my nigga Thar bro
_ [D#] _ Bitch _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _