Chords for Tennessee Shine & Jawga Boyz - Hick Hop Thang (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)

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_ _ _ _ First, you need a 808 [F] Mix a little mandolin with a guitarist and
bass [C] Let them hi-hats runnin' in a lace with a
snare [G] Add a sick kick drum and you're almost there
All [Dm] you need now, the hardest part The [F] most important ingredient in this mixed
up [C] art A country boy with a rap flow like a river
Someone [G] that's good with his rhymes and knows how to deliver that [Dm] magic
Lyrics sound so automatic [F] The way I'm choppin' up words like a grammatical
hatchet [C] I'm an addict, baby, I'm addicted to music
[G] And it's like a drug, I get turned up when I [Dm] use it
Let me introduce you to beast mode Pullin' [F] this trigger till it's empty
Then I reload, [C] gettin' crunk, but it ain't champagne in the [G] glass
Here, let me let the man explain it to ya
[D] It's a little Joan Strait [Bb] It's a little T-Vine
[F] It's a little 2-5 _ [C] Chillum from Port Swain
[D] It's a little Biggie Smiles [Bb] with a Godbrooks twang
It [F] ain't round, it ain't constant [C] _
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It's your boy [G] D-Brash
_ Yeah, [Dm] let's say a redneck shouldn't try to rap
But [F] some of you folks should wake up from your nap
Cause we been in the sticks out here kickin' the door [G] in
Long before this hiccup was a [Dm] trend And now you got folks tryin' to jump from
the [F] bandwagon Sandbaggin', at the show's [C] fanbraggin'
Everybody tryin' to come up with a [G] cool name But we know it's still a hip-hop style
[D] It's a little Joan Strait [Bb] It's a little T-Vine
[F] It's a little 2-5 [C] Chillum from Port Swain
[D] It's a little Biggie Smiles [Bb] with a Godbrooks twang
It [F] ain't round, it ain't constant [C] _
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_ _ [G] _ Yeah, who keep me [Dm] bumpin' in the sticks?
We some hicks with a love for [F] hip-hop We loud in the woods, stereos and big [C] blocks
A lot of folks around my way, they lovin' to hate it
[G] But I was stayin' up too late and rappin' workin' on my cadence
[D] Homies naughty, no junkin' instruments, started hummin' [F] verses
Nervous on the surface, writin' though with a [C] purpose
Verdict caught up in the diggity of the rhythm [G] and the flow
I never coulda think about the leadin' out the country [Dm] though
And mix a little Conway Twitty and then some [F] Biggie Strum
A little Diddy Gritty lyrics, but they always [C] witty
Pretty city boys admittin' that these country boys are [G] flowin'
Yeah, we mix it all in this hip-hop [Dm] ocean Now these folks drinkin' it up, we sinkin' it up
[F] Distract the country on the rise, then we bringin' it up
And [C] while I'm sellin' this rebellion, now they're takin' down my [G] felons
So when they ask me to explain the type of music I do, I [D] tell em'
It's a little Joel Strait [Bb] It's a little T-Fame
[F] It's a little 2-5 [C] Chillum from Port Swain
[D] It's a little Biggie Smiles [Bb] with a Godbrooks twang
It [F] ain't real, it ain't cozy [C] _ _ _ [D] It's the Hip-Hop Day
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