Boom Chords by Bloodhound Gang

Yo, _ Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this [E] track. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [E] _ _ _
_ I'ma give you some real money, real hard to the bone, you want more?
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door.
Fat fever for your brain, you know the dime.
So check the rest, this is real, cause I'ma get mine.
Roll up on you like Eastwood, blowing up [B] 15s as I'm riding through your neighborhood.
[E] I spread spotter like parquet, real smooth with the flow.
And even when I fall late, do what you feel.
I check the skill, I'm in your grill.
Peep this, I got the raw deal.
In your Jeep [N] Cherokee or Land Cruiser.
When you rolling [G] through the hood, you want a user.
Track factors all up in your eardrum.
So check the [B] EQ and let them speakers [E] hum.
It gets crazy like full stack.
I'm a body and nearly [D] has a heart [E] attack.
Round one, round two, knockout.
Straight to your head like my round number lights out.
Zah, zah, boop dee.
Zah, zah, zah, [D] boop dee ay.
[E] Zah, zah, zah, boop _ _ _ [F] dee ay.
[E] Zah, _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ zah, [F] zah, boop dee ay.
[E] Jimmy, Jimmy, y'all, Jimmy, damn, [F] Jimmy, yay.
[E] Give me the microphone so I can take it [F] away.
[E] Got more lines than the welfare [F] office.
So you expect I'll never get to [F] be a snitch.
[E] Spreading quicker than your mom, have a feel of no carpet.
Yeah, I stole your beat, but that's what [Dm] she thought [E] then.
Crude as oil, I'm a flip on slick.
I'm gonna get you from behind like a gay convict.
Cause my name ain't Quasimodo, but I still got a heart attack like the Jim Joes.
I'm gonna get [Bm] you from behind like a gay convict.
[E] You're a weirdo, I ain't knowing I'm the dickhead.
But you just riding like a watermelon at a Baptist barbecue.
Speaking up like celery, yeah, [F] I'm [E] stalking.
I speak like Stephen Hawking, yeah, but I'm walking.
Notice the graphs of this blood, I won't stand for [F] following.
I [E] hope your jokes don't get prior when I make you swallow it.
Screaming like a meanie when you see me coming near you.
Like a Jenny Locker, so you know what's up, it's [D] gonna hit you.
You're [E] like a dream, I hide a teeth, keep the whole race.
I see it cause you're yellow, or they take on you, be run like diarrhea. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
_ Try trial, [Eb] trial proofing. _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ Trial, trial proof tia? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Trial, trial _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _