Hip Hop chords by Styles P
Verse 1
Dm
C
Am
That 187 when the ghost on spree
Dm
C
I like the toy rappers run for cover
Am
Dm
C
tonight
Am
It's 187 when the lights on spree
Dm
C
It's that rude boy hip hop,
Am
New York shit that you like
Verse 2
Dm
C
Vo cals out of the windpipe
is giving you insight
Am
Real New York nigga,
that's word to the pin stripes
Dm
C
Can't fly the kite 'less the wind right
Am
Blow the city up then skip
on that Jeremy Lim light
Dm
C
Yeah, I'm a shooter like Glen Rice
Long range and the Range
Am
the color of corn
Dm
Watching the Bull game
C
Like bird in the garden with
the leprechauns
Am
Everything is money, upper echelon
Dm
C
Cheaper than the food in
a Chinese restaurant
Am
On the corner in the hood
Dm
C
They come to body a man,
you'd warn them if you could
Am
If you can't you body them niggas
and leave 'em in the woods
Dm
C
Faith before favor,
Am
lighten our senses since Scarface here
Niggas will kill your family
Dm
C
for Scarface bread
Dm
I'm on suicide dough, SP,
the ghost on coast with no strap flow
What up
C
That
Verse 3
Am
187 when the ghost on spree
Dm
C
I like the toy rappers run
Am
for cover tonight
C
Am
It's 187 when the lights on spree
It's that rude boy hip hop,
C
New York shit that you like
Verse 4
Lyricist, the weed is the therapist, the therapy
C
Am
'Cause my pedigree is higher
than yours will ever be
Dm
C
Devil got kicked out of heaven
because of jealousy
Balls is like mental telepathy
with melody
Niggas can't measure
my wave length
Playing Max B when
Am
I'm pounding the pavement
C
You should get paid off
the shit you engaged in
Am
Fresh every day like the
shit's an occasion
Dm
C
Tell my son to do what I say,
don't do what I do
Am
Did shit I shouldn't have done
for a dollar or two
C
And you'll always be the leader,
never follow the crew
Am
Study today then peep what
tomorrow could do
C
And you keep your ears open
for wise words
The bird's the only animal that's
meant to fly first
'Cause you crawl before you walk
and you walk before you run
Dm
And you fly around the world
C
and you shine like you the sun
Verse 5
C
Am
That 187 when the ghost on spree
Dm
C
I like the toy rappers run for cover
Am
Dm
C
tonight
Am
It's 187 when the lights on spree
Dm
C
It's that rude boy hip hop,
Am
New York shit that you like
Hip Hop
Styles P
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