Chords for Lords Of The Underground - Whats Up ft Onyx (Produced by Snowgoons) VIDEO
Tempo:
91.9 bpm
Chords used:
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Dm
Em
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[A]
[D] Yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, [D] yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, [D] yeah, yeah, yeah, [A] yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Phonix.
centuries.
thee.
speaker.
Snow Goons, you messin wit a different type of creature.
[D] Yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, [D] yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, [D] yeah, yeah, yeah, [A] yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Phonix.
centuries.
thee.
speaker.
Snow Goons, you messin wit a different type of creature.
100% ➙ 92BPM
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D
Dm
Em
C
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_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ Yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, [D] yeah, yeah, _ _ yeah, yeah, yeah, _ yeah, yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, [D] yeah, yeah, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ yeah, [A] yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, [D] yeah, _ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, _ _ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Lors, Onyx, for dumb raps, this is Phonix.
Right now, Omi, [A] bangin at your [D] body.
Clearly two of
the best [Dm] groups out of centuries.
Fredro, funky man, through it all and sticky, plus Law of Jazz,
one time he will hit thee.
Blah.
We go dumb, [A] it ain't a [D] mystery, all-off, check meter, stagedop,
off speaker.
Onyx, Lors, still move at our leisure.
What up, what's up, six figures for a feature.
Snow Goons, you messin wit a different type of creature.
Just to put you in your face, Rap,
Fuck it get your face slapped, tippin' land hoops, niggas better get they lace strapped
Do it for the streets, we do it for the streets, straight gutta, blow up mics, [A] take cover
[Dm] We don't fuck around, [D] Onyx in the underground, niggas buck him down
Leaving niggas underground, snorkels on the beat, all niggas got them fingers gone
Boom bat, hit em with the gat, [A] beats bangin' [D] hard
What's up, what's up, what the fuck, what's up, what's up, what's up, what the fuck, what's up, what's up, what's up, what the fuck, what's up, what's up, what the fuck, what's up
If we ever come to your town, we're killing shit like King Hannibal, crossing the Alps on elephants
Takes one verse, all of you rappers irrelevant, seen a lot of shit off of the cliff, intelligent
Life is more precious, I could be killed for my melanin, rhymes go over your head, I'm briefing the pelicans
No discipline, all of your kisses are ritalin, numb not to type the whole shit in like chitlins, make shit hard
Yo this shit gon' be wild, let me take my coat off, I'm about to freestyle, niggas getting wrote off
Let me clip hard as nigga on stage, about to [A] get throwed [N] off
Now [D] I'm in the crowd nigga, loud nigga now, turn them up and shut them down nigga
Pound niggas out, load them up and bust them down nigga, foul niggas out, dunk them up [A] above the ground [D] nigga
What's up, what's _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ up, [A] _ [D] _ what the fuck, what's up, what's up _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ What we got, Drophstar and his brats, Germany, _ _ _ _ [A] what's up
_ _ [Cm] _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ _
[G] Yeah, [C] _ _ [D] [G] ah _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ Yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, [D] yeah, yeah, _ _ yeah, yeah, yeah, _ yeah, yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, [D] yeah, yeah, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ yeah, [A] yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, [D] yeah, _ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, _ _ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Lors, Onyx, for dumb raps, this is Phonix.
Right now, Omi, [A] bangin at your [D] body.
Clearly two of
the best [Dm] groups out of centuries.
Fredro, funky man, through it all and sticky, plus Law of Jazz,
one time he will hit thee.
Blah.
We go dumb, [A] it ain't a [D] mystery, all-off, check meter, stagedop,
off speaker.
Onyx, Lors, still move at our leisure.
What up, what's up, six figures for a feature.
Snow Goons, you messin wit a different type of creature.
Just to put you in your face, Rap,
Fuck it get your face slapped, tippin' land hoops, niggas better get they lace strapped
Do it for the streets, we do it for the streets, straight gutta, blow up mics, [A] take cover
[Dm] We don't fuck around, [D] Onyx in the underground, niggas buck him down
Leaving niggas underground, snorkels on the beat, all niggas got them fingers gone
Boom bat, hit em with the gat, [A] beats bangin' [D] hard
What's up, what's up, what the fuck, what's up, what's up, what's up, what the fuck, what's up, what's up, what's up, what the fuck, what's up, what's up, what the fuck, what's up
If we ever come to your town, we're killing shit like King Hannibal, crossing the Alps on elephants
Takes one verse, all of you rappers irrelevant, seen a lot of shit off of the cliff, intelligent
Life is more precious, I could be killed for my melanin, rhymes go over your head, I'm briefing the pelicans
No discipline, all of your kisses are ritalin, numb not to type the whole shit in like chitlins, make shit hard
Yo this shit gon' be wild, let me take my coat off, I'm about to freestyle, niggas getting wrote off
Let me clip hard as nigga on stage, about to [A] get throwed [N] off
Now [D] I'm in the crowd nigga, loud nigga now, turn them up and shut them down nigga
Pound niggas out, load them up and bust them down nigga, foul niggas out, dunk them up [A] above the ground [D] nigga
What's up, what's _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ up, [A] _ [D] _ what the fuck, what's up, what's up _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ What we got, Drophstar and his brats, Germany, _ _ _ _ [A] what's up
_ _ [Cm] _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ _
[G] Yeah, [C] _ _ [D] [G] ah _ _