Chords for Nando Bandzz - T.O.P ft h.bnozzy

Tempo:
117.3 bpm
Chords used:

C

G

Em

Bm

Am

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Nando Bandzz - T.O.P ft h.bnozzy chords
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[E] [Am]
[Em] [C]
[Em] [C]
[Am]
[Bm] [C] [A] You're heating up, [Em] Lavish.
I close in, tend to lose [C] my mind.
Don't let it, man, don't get too close.
Been triple for proper.
Been [G] alone for a minute, [C] I put my feelings aside.
It's a thrill in the moment when I look in the mind.
I've been [G] humble, but I'm back now.
Fuck the jungle, I made raps now.
Niggas [C] I don't even know, tryna give me [Am] blaps now.
Spit it, fat, [C] how, cause the same niggas you used to be around turn to crabs now.
I'm tryna build a slash house and [G] tryna make my dad [C] proud.
Building up my new wave, I can see why they mad now.
In my own [G] lane, I can [C] see why they talk.
And I keep me two chains, I can really change the way.
When you [Em] learn how to shh, but your timing [C] getting better.
And I know they all go one call anywhere.
And you better keep it [Bm] sweaty cause it get [C] cold out here.
Better stay with the poor, they gonna not feel so lucky.
[G] And I don't [C] wanna know nobody.
I'd rather keep my circle small and trust nobody.
[Em] If you with your boy [C] and you be dissing, that's a double homie.
And if you feeling low, I got that drip that gon' make you out of body.
[G] Ha, [C] that motherfucker, they always talking [A] about me.
[C] Like I ain't gonna be rapping this shit
[Bm] [C] for
Hey, come on now.
You know I give it up.
[Em] [C]
MLK had a dream.
For all these kids in the world to be happy and free.
Without getting mugged and accused of beating.
The cycle continued, locking us, even killing us all for the [Am] pride of defeat.
All they did was [Bm] make it worse.
[C] Created murderers, robbers and thieves.
[G] I can tell you fate [C] by the look in your eye.
I been told you I don't fuck with you.
Why you looking surprised?
And why you tripping with pride?
I could be cool, just don't touch one of mine.
And if you blue, you gon' get hit [Em] with a nine.
Sometimes I [G] just sit back and cry.
Now why you have to choose him?
[A] Now why you end of this time?
And do you know how it [Bm] is to hide his feelings [C] inside?
Now when you go on the drill, you feel adrenaline rise.
And [G] you could get the same feeling by pulling up on your mom to give her half a minute.
And people [Em] say they never cap, but still put her on [C] the fitted.
You can't be fake with no belief, but still write true religion.
I wrote [G] this song, I was alone, I had no one to vent to.
And so much hate up in my heart and I chose to resent you.
[Bm] And what's the [C] issue?
If I smoke, I weed or throw my pistol.
And if it's pressure, say it's smoking, I'll stop fucking with you.
Now they say I'm going mental.
Is it all just consequential?
Going ham on instrumental?
All night sleeping [Em] in the rental.
Voting [C] push, I had to start it.
In the store, I'll go retarded.
Bring that bitch shake to the shop.
Try that bitch out, buy Biscarne.
[G] Niggas [C] never heard of you.
Now [G] nigga out here scared of you.
We done thought about killing you like envelopes [Am] we selling you.
Skip and walk, [C] I feel the juice.
These lyrics real, you hear the truth.
Every note rip in the boudi, punchline knock out for two.
[F#]
Key:  
C
3211
G
2131
Em
121
Bm
13421112
Am
2311
C
3211
G
2131
Em
121
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Bm] _ [C] _ _ _ [A] _ _ You're heating up, [Em] Lavish.
I close in, tend to lose [C] my mind.
Don't let it, man, don't get too close.
Been triple for proper.
Been [G] alone for a minute, [C] I put my feelings aside.
It's a thrill in the moment when I look in the mind.
I've been [G] humble, but I'm back now.
Fuck the jungle, I made raps now.
Niggas [C] I don't even know, tryna give me [Am] blaps now.
Spit it, fat, [C] how, cause the same niggas you used to be around turn to crabs now.
I'm tryna build a slash house and [G] tryna make my dad [C] proud.
Building up my new wave, I can see why they mad now.
In my own [G] lane, I can [C] see why they talk.
And I keep me two chains, I can really change the way.
When you [Em] learn how to shh, but your timing [C] getting better.
And I know they all go one call anywhere.
And you better keep it [Bm] sweaty cause it get [C] cold out here.
Better stay with the poor, they gonna not feel so lucky.
[G] And I don't [C] wanna know nobody.
I'd rather keep my circle small and trust nobody.
[Em] If you with your boy [C] and you be dissing, that's a double homie.
And if you feeling low, I got that drip that gon' make you out of body.
[G] Ha, [C] that motherfucker, they always talking [A] about me.
[C] Like I ain't gonna be rapping this shit _
[Bm] _ [C] for_
Hey, come on now.
You know I give it up.
_ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
MLK had a dream.
For all these kids in the world to be happy and free.
Without getting mugged and accused of beating.
The cycle continued, locking us, even killing us all for the [Am] pride of defeat.
All they did was [Bm] make it worse.
[C] Created murderers, robbers and thieves.
_ _ _ [G] I can tell you fate [C] by the look in your eye.
I been told you I don't fuck with you.
Why you looking surprised?
And why you tripping with pride?
I could be cool, just don't touch one of mine.
And if you blue, you gon' get hit [Em] with a nine.
Sometimes I [G] just sit back and cry.
Now why you have to choose him?
[A] Now why you end of this time?
And do you know how it [Bm] is to hide his feelings [C] inside?
Now when you go on the drill, you feel adrenaline rise.
_ And [G] you could get the same feeling by pulling up on your mom to give her half a minute.
And people [Em] say they never cap, but still put her on [C] the fitted.
You can't be fake with no belief, but still write true religion.
I _ wrote [G] this song, I was alone, I had no one to vent to.
And so much hate up in my heart and I chose to resent you.
[Bm] And what's the [C] issue?
If I smoke, I weed or throw my pistol.
And if it's pressure, say it's smoking, I'll stop fucking with you.
Now they say I'm going mental.
Is it all just consequential?
Going ham on instrumental?
All night sleeping [Em] in the rental.
Voting [C] push, I had to start it.
In the store, I'll go retarded.
Bring that bitch shake to the shop.
Try that bitch out, buy Biscarne.
[G] Niggas [C] never heard of you.
Now [G] nigga out here scared of you.
We done thought about killing you like envelopes [Am] we selling you.
Skip and walk, [C] I feel the juice.
These lyrics real, you hear the truth.
Every note rip in the boudi, punchline knock out for two. _ _ _
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