Chords for BPN - NorthBound ($ilent, Mon$ter & Chino Locz)

N.O.R.
Little Homies coming up.
[G] All keeping it Northern.
[A] _
_ That's what it's about being a part of culture.
[D#] Other hoods [A] wear blue, black, brown, whatever.
We [F#m] wear red.
Red [F#] as a color.
[A] You out here wearing blue or them other colors and we see you, you getting done.
Y venimos equipados con pistolas y navajas, todos los canales lisos para proteger la cadra.
A las tres de la mañana me levanto un pinche ruido de [G] volada, pego un pongo con mi dedo
en el gatillo, buscando a mi enemigo para dejarlo mortir.
[F#] en mi escuadra, como lo hago en mi [A] raza, morenita, cuatro o cinco que te quebra de volada.
Ponte trucha, mother fucker, cuando andes por mi barrio, porque yo y mis [G#] canales la pasamos
vigilando norte, lado, mother fucker.
Somos solos, peligrosos, y nunca [B] jugamos juegos, todo por correr tu roca, ahora estás [G] en el pinche suelo.
Y me dicen en el silencio que porque soy muy callado, pero hazme encabronar y te dejo abujerado.
[Bm] Yes, [A] that big mighty North.
You know who it is, cravas?
[Am] _ _ _ _
[G] North bound, where these [F#] canales can be found.
Once you ran around in [F] Mactown, then you run north on your [C] ground.
Homies packing cuetes, beacons healed up on the [D] waistline.
Little homies with fileros at hand [G] as they take flight.
North bound, [Em] where these canales can be found.
Once you ran [F] around in Mactown, then you run north on your ground.
Homies packing cuetes, beacons healed [A] up on the waistline.
Little [G] homies with fileros at hand as they take flight.
Stepping out the house, become a tent situation.
Filero in my pocket, cause I know them fools be [A] hatin' on that rojo on my chucks and that
color on my hoodie or that ante on my hat.
But the fact I'm knocking woody, North deciding not to speak, cause then you know we bumpin'
proudly if them suckers won't fuck, then we leave they mothers frowning.
With tear drops on they russo, is there some coconut?
So this is not scrap, silenced, even known as [F#] for a roll.
But with red rags hanging, well I got [G] birds take flight.
Youngsters gang banging, no folks saying it ain't [E] right.
Misunderstood kids stuck on that hood shit, defending [G] the cause.
On some wishing nigga would shit, with guns [E] and knives tucked underneath they clothes.
Do anything to protect these roads.
[A] So pull your [Am] pistols out and let off.
Old rounds, let these niggas know [G] how we do it.
North bound, where [Em] these canales can be found.
Once you ran [G] around in Mactown, then you run north [F] on your ground.
Homies packing [E] guetes, [D] beacons seal up on the waistline.
Little [G] homies whipping littles at hand as they take flight.
North bound, where these canales can be found.
Once you ran around in Mactown, then you run north on your ground.
[Am] Homies packing [F#] guetes, beacons seal up on the [E] waistline.
Little homies whipping littles at hand as [N] they take flight.
We're saying yo's, we're flagging on the daily.
We're north bound, [A] and our attitude is crazy.
Ain't no stopping what we're doing, so you suckers keep on hating.
We're taking [G] over Oregon, and stop us, keep on fading.
[A] Little homies coming up in every walk, man they [G] be tagging.
That means it on the stop, out of respect we be demanding.
Si vengo [C] equipado con mi ganga te tocamos.
No importa tu [Gm] tamaño porque vengo preparado.
Tus quejes tu estas listo, pero [G] yo soy mas maldito.
Te dejo boca abajo colgando del quinto piso.
Now you know how [A] we do it in the state of Oregon.
You may have known what we do in home, but we just begun.
Midnight in the bay or early [G] morning in the valley.
We don't stay in Cali, but we know how to get rowdy.
Fuck [A] anybody from the south, homeboy, we north bound.
We're walking around in [G] scraps, and none of them make a sound.
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