Chords for The Black Eyed Peas - BEP Empire (Official Music Video)

Four, four.
_ I'm _ _ _ a W-I-L-L-I-N,
licking up with the Primo, do it, do it.
He's a T to the A to the B-O-O,
licking up with the Primo, do it, do it.
He's the A-P-L to the D-E-F,
licking up with the Primo, do it.
And we the B to the A to the P,
hooking [Bm] up with Primo, don't do it, [N] do it.
We coming through to take control of the zip code,
bridging the gap from black to Calypso.
We gonna strike each city for first gold,
Tokyo to back the seats,
all over the disco.
As a United, descendant of Amadeus,
transmitted through your CDs,
folks, you're record players.
[Bm] We the Crusaders, attack [F#m] like [Bm] Gallaudeters.
We're on [D] the elevator like escalators.
We coming through for control, [B] get every guy.
Black IPs, control, get every guy.
[D] Bringing the vibe like [N] Kreek and Kisteria.
Wack MCs, they hate your every guy.
We green, from the audio speaker.
I bust through your woofer and trip through your tweeter.
Every [Bm] rapper's talking about killing [N] somebody,
but there ain't care who to be.
Check it out.
This is the hip, hip, hip, the hop, hop, hop.
We keep it moving, na, na, stop.
Black IPs, y'all, we keep it moving.
_ Y'all, we keep it moving.
The hip, hip, hip, the hop, hop, hop.
We keep it moving, na, na, stop.
Black IPs, y'all, we keep it moving.
[G] We got to keep it moving.
It's the black IPs, y'all, climbing up the empire.
State tower living is the mission desire.
See a lot of liars holding the mic,
washing fire in the lyrics on it.
[N] Tired repetitions and expire.
Pull them down before they time get back.
I can take him serious talking about rules.
Got money and cars, [Bm] but can't push.
In the lyrics, I sign it like it's a new loose.
While I'm holding the mic tight,
the [C] sight living inside,
so we could all benefit from the R-form.
Many [N] took the culture to make gold,
but forgot the main goal.
Almost lost the soul and got no.
Cause everybody's talking about high profiling,
but it ain't hip hop to me.
Cause everybody's talking about
high profiling, but it ain't hip hop to me.
So check it out, y'all.
This is the hip, hip, hip, the hop, hop, hop.
We got to keep it moving, na, na, stop.
Black IPs, we keep it moving.
Y'all, we keep it moving.
The hip, hip, hip, the hop, hop, hop.
We got to keep it moving, na, na, stop.
Black IPs, y'all, we keep it moving.
We got to keep it real. _
_ [Bm] I like the way [N] the rhythm makes me jump out.
Back to Asia and Caucasian.
Saying that's the joint, that's the jam.
Let your body collide to [Bm] the rhythm provided by the [Em] black eyed peas.
Through an issue we feel off the musical field.
[Bm] More visual thrill we do.
Yeah, style's dated and you ain't came out [G#] yet.
Don't think you're earned cause you're rocking them outfits.
I think you're lost cause you don't know where your route is.
Kick off the [N] mic, put your money where your mouth is.
I pick up the mic [D] and put my lyrics where my [B] mouth is.
Hit your spirit, make it go pop the pouches.
Crook and killer, you can slow [G] like slouches.
Put more bounce than the creaking damn houses.
And we can out this.
Follow us and show you what the sound is.
[N] Three more and a piece.
Collaborate and like.
Hey yo, let's do this.
Let's do this.
We show you who the coolest.
Lock up beaters like the rulers.
Leave it on your brothers.
[Bm] Haters, haters, if you wanna.
[F#m] We gon' speak on it.
We gon' tell the world why hip hop is on it.
Funny as a [Bm] drug and [N] MC's is on it.
We gon' take it back to the days of slow slices.
The hip, hip, hip, the hop, hop, hop.
We keep it, keep it moving.
Out, now stop.
We keep it moving.
We got to keep it moving.
The hip, hip, hip, the hop, hop, hop.
We keep it, keep it moving.
Out, now stop.
[F#m] We got to keep it moving.
[Bm] We picking _ with the maggot.
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