Chords for Hype Boys (feat. Mr. Bigz)

Do you know how much hype man?
What's this?
What's this?
What's this?
[Ab] Flippin' hype _
Bloody hype man
Aye rapowe it man
_ Aye hoe man
Aye cause you are on [A] easy bro
Cause you are on easy
Allow it man Oi Aye listen
Shut up man AYE
Hype boys hype boys
Everyone's a killer drug dealer with the 9 miller
That's not sensible
And I can sense the boo
That's why these rappers couldn't see me coming if they were vaginas With spectacle
And I've got the testicles to testify the truth
Half of these rap apples are only gangsters in the booth
If they ain't never been to no pen, they just hold one
Me, I be no gangster, I'm just telling you the truth
But I run up in the game like, nine, nine, nine, nine
That's right, that's right
Everybody keep saying, have you heard Tweeky's?
Nine, nine, nine, nine
That guy, that guy's in the game
And I swear to by, it's five-oh
Never die, should never feed my flow
Sweet, but the way you pull me into the cave
Well, then we can't, yeah, but then we don't owe
Getting over the series, that's all in it
I don't wanna do no less to go today
That's the goal in it
If the haters, they ain't nobody I'm with the right
But holding it, they're slow, really
So get the people, get to the people, they do school
I play too brutal, that's my upper tool
Like a cross-eyed teacher's pupil
People down in England ain't all wow
But some places in Britain ain't the place to raise your child
Cause even the royal family ain't all smart
Cause everybody knows, Harry don't look like Charles
See me, I've never been to court
And I've never been on trial, boys
Never been to court, even though I've been around, boy
What's that thing in your hand?
Put it down, boy
Cause you're not a killer, you're a son of [B] a boy
Listen up, boys
Everyone's a bad boy tonight, [G] boys
Everyone's a bad [A] boy tonight
And the summer goes right, right
And [E] the summer goes right, right
Bang, bang, hey [B] boys
Everyone's a bad boy tonight, boys
[F] Everyone's a bad boy tonight
[Ab] And the summer goes right, right
[Eb] And the summer goes right, right
[A] The pound is stronger than the dollar, sway
I ran up in this game like a robber without a rubber
And now I've been around in the bro
Won a couple of awards, now round up a bro
And now I'm making peace and I'm pleasing my people
Not even a jamaroquai hat could fill my ego
Enough of these rappers ain't real, they're just rapping hype
Why you shouting all the time?
Don't you have a mind?
Run up in the club like, we out
Bust two lyrics, then we out
Them boys talk too loud, we out
Hit their butts like, we out
And they don't really want no war time
This rap game is all mine
It will never be your time
Dammit, bro, cause it's war time
And I want more time
So settle down, boy
Before I make you look like something like a clown, boy
What's that thing in your hand?
Put it down, boy
Cause you're not a killer, you're a son of a boy
Listen [B] up, boys
Everyone's about you, right, [G] boys?
Everyone's about [A] you, right?
In the summer goes, right
In [Eb] the summer goes, right
Bang, bang, right, [B] boys?
Everyone's about you, right, boys?
[Bb] Everyone's about [Ab] you, right?
In the summer goes, right
In [Eb] the summer goes, right
Bang, [A] bang, right, boys?
If your reply is no, you're lying now
Because we live in a lie, and then we die
And then we're lying down
Look at my Adam's apple
It's not that my neck hurts
No, no, it's just the truth
It's hard to swallow when you can see that I'm an expert
So let me elaborate as I navigate like a husky
But trust me, the truth is I wouldn't even trust me
But if you're lying in religion, that doesn't make sense
Cause that's considered a sin
And it's really not winning cause everyone hovers the lion
But it's a mission to make a difference
Being a bad liar is like having a bad lawyer
As soon as they get caught, they get their sentence
After a good lie is benevolent
With a memory like an [Abm] elephant
Intelligent and knows exactly when to Shh!
[A] Lies spread around like viruses
So how can I survive in this?
Cause even the truth lies
People are liars, so how can I resist?
I had to lie to write this verse
Put my talent for twisting words
Hence my title, I'm a liar-ist
I'm the referee to people that better leave alone
Cause I gotta make money and I need it alone
I'm a businessman, not a performer
You lie to the people and leave them alone
You're not a bad boy, no
I got a bad boy flow
Cause when in Rome, you do what the Romans do
Especially when all roads lead to Rome
You need to stop pretending
Your mixtapes are still in boxes
You don't have a file in your bedroom
What's that thing in your hand?
Put it [Am] down, boy
Cause you're not a killer, you're a sound boy
[Bb] White boys, white boys
Everyone's a bad boy
[C] White boys, white boys
Everyone's a [A] bad boy
And the summer goes
Mwa-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
[Eb] And the summer goes
Mwa-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Bad, bad
[B] White boys, white boys
Everyone's a bad boy
White boys, [Gb] white boys
Everyone's a [Ab] bad boy
And the summer goes
Mwa-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
And [Eb] the summer goes
Mwa-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Bad, bad
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