Neck Of The Woods Chords by Birdman, Lil Wayne

Tempo:
89.1 bpm
Chords used:

Eb

D

Gm

Bb

Dm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Neck Of The Woods chords
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[Gm]
[D] Yeah, [Eb]
yeah, [Gm] nigga, well, let me take you to the neck of the walls [Eb] of my hood.
[D] Show you what we living like.
[Eb]
[Gm] Well, let me take you to the neck of the walls of my hood.
Show you what we living like.
[D] [Eb]
[Gm] [Bb] [D] Gangsta to the [Eb] core.
Anchor wrap flame or paint [Gm] your kitchen floor.
What's it more?
Shit [D] you can't [Eb] ignore.
Things you endure when fucking [Gm] with the boy.
All I heard was easy, don't [D] kill me no [Eb] more.
I hear your bullshit.
[Gm] I play matador.
I'm out of [D] category.
I ain't [Eb] there with y'all.
I got a positive [Dm] vibe, but I ain't scared of y'all.
Get the kid, nigga, [D] they have never [Eb] had it all.
They ready to take a walk.
[Gm] They back at you, baby.
[Bb] I got a bitch so [D] fine, her name's [Eb] Carrion.
She know how to stage [D] quarters in a [Gm] carry-on.
I blow out of town, [D] grass when I'm [Eb] out of town.
Uptown in the building, [Bb] not a sound.
Because killers don't get [D] heard about.
[Eb] They get whispered about.
Or you get [Gm] murdered, nigga.
Well, let me take you to the neck of the [Eb] walls of my hood.
[D] Show you what we living like.
Fucking like I'm here.
Finger on the [Eb] trigger, got money in my pocket.
I'm [Gm] uptown, nigga.
Well, let me take you to the neck of the walls of my hood.
Show you what we [Dm] living like.
Fucking like I'm here.
Finger on the [Eb] trigger, got money in my pocket.
I'm [Gm] uptown, nigga.
Look, the first [D] shot, the first nigga [Eb] got shot.
We bust him open like a blunt on the Marley, nigga.
100 G's, nigga, [D] scored some [Eb] keys.
And then we went to the hood, and then we started the ball.
And, nigga, [Bb] we know them people been [D] paid for [Eb] chasing.
So we stay out the way.
Then we pull out the hardest, nigga.
[Bb] We keep the gates closed [D] in case you [Eb] won't know.
You come through the hood, I [Gm] bet you a target, nigga.
[D] It's all good till you catch in [Eb] case.
And, nigga, never escape because [Gm] you're addicted to money, nigga.
[D] Well, let me bring you back yesterday.
[Eb] A little homie I know, he got a [Gm] swill of that bar, my nigga.
[D] Fucking around with that kid and [Eb] play.
Nigga fucking with G's, and nigga, twisted his [Bb] body, nigga.
Well, let me tell you about this game I know.
[Gm] And you'll be riding the flies, nigga.
[Eb]
[D] [Bb] [D] Got [Eb]
[Gm] [D] [Eb]
[D] [Eb]
[Gm] [Bb] it on your mind, let [D] daddy say [Eb] something.
All that play bucking [Gm] gon' get your face buttoned [Bb] up.
Now when you smirk, [D] you look like [Eb] Jay-Z's shirt.
Fucking with [Gm] the turf, I'm puffing on that smurf.
Fuck you, [D] come holler.
[Eb] I'm telling papa, put away your dollar.
Your son got [Dm] choppies.
And if you got enemies, your son [Gm] got enemies.
That's uptown energy.
Don't waste no time on [D] the bullshit.
[Eb] It ain't hood shit.
Well, it's been on a little [D] paper, nigga.
But if you catch him in the hood, [Eb] nigga, it's all good shit.
Go ahead, do me that [Bb] favor, nigga.
Well, let me take you deep [D] down in [Eb] the inside.
This is where they hustling and the homies trying [D] to get it right.
This is where you [Eb] got to ride.
This is when the homie die.
And the money can't stop the pain in [Gm] the inside.
Well, let me take you to the neck of the [Eb] woods in my hood.
Show you what [D] we living like.
Fuck a nigga, man.
Finger on [Eb] the trigger.
Got money in my pocket.
I'm [Gm] uptown, nigga.
Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods in my hood.
Birdman, Birdman, Jones.
We hit him with the dance, nigga.
I'm talking to you, hood.
But we talk about what you heard.
It's playing in check.
Cash money, millionaire.
[Dm] Hot diesel.
[D] Hold [Eb] it down, Birdman.
You got a problem?
[D] You know how we rock, homie.
[Eb] Hold uptown down, big dog.
[Gm] Big dog.
Learn it.
[Bb] Learn it.
Learn it.
[D] Learn it.
[Eb] Learn it. Learn it. Learn it. Learn it. [Gm] Learn it. Learn it. Learn it.
[D] [Eb]
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Eb
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D
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Gm
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Bb
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Dm
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Eb
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D
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Gm
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To learn Birdman, Lil Wayne - Neck Of The Woods chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: Eb, D, Eb, Gm, D, Bb and D. For best results, commence at 44 BPM and progress to the song's BPM of 89. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: G Minor.

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_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] Yeah, _ [Eb] _
yeah, [Gm] nigga, well, let me take you to the neck of the walls [Eb] of my hood.
[D] Show you what we living like.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Gm] _ Well, let me take you to the neck of the walls of my hood.
Show you what we living like.
[D] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ [D] Gangsta to the [Eb] core.
Anchor wrap flame or paint [Gm] your kitchen floor.
What's it more?
Shit [D] you can't [Eb] ignore.
Things you endure when fucking [Gm] with the boy.
All I heard was easy, don't [D] kill me no [Eb] more.
I hear your bullshit.
[Gm] I play matador.
I'm out of [D] category.
I ain't [Eb] there with y'all.
I got a positive [Dm] vibe, but I ain't scared of y'all.
Get the kid, nigga, [D] they have never [Eb] had it all.
They ready to take a walk.
[Gm] They back at you, baby.
[Bb] I got a bitch so [D] fine, her name's [Eb] Carrion.
She know how to stage [D] quarters in a [Gm] carry-on.
I blow out of town, [D] grass when I'm [Eb] out of town.
Uptown in the building, [Bb] not a sound.
Because killers don't get [D] heard about.
[Eb] They get whispered about.
Or you get [Gm] murdered, nigga.
Well, let me take you to the neck of the [Eb] walls of my hood.
[D] Show you what we living like.
Fucking like I'm here.
Finger on the [Eb] trigger, got money in my pocket.
I'm [Gm] uptown, nigga.
Well, let me take you to the neck of the walls of my hood.
Show you what we [Dm] living like.
Fucking like I'm here.
Finger on the [Eb] trigger, got money in my pocket.
I'm [Gm] uptown, nigga.
Look, the first [D] shot, the first nigga [Eb] got shot.
We bust him open like a blunt on the Marley, nigga.
100 G's, nigga, [D] scored some [Eb] keys.
And then we went to the hood, and then we started the ball.
And, nigga, [Bb] we know them people been [D] paid for [Eb] chasing.
So we stay out the way.
Then we pull out the hardest, nigga.
[Bb] We keep the gates closed [D] in case you [Eb] won't know.
You come through the hood, I [Gm] bet you a target, nigga.
[D] It's all good till you catch in [Eb] case.
And, nigga, never escape because [Gm] you're addicted to money, nigga.
[D] Well, let me bring you back yesterday.
[Eb] A little homie I know, he got a [Gm] swill of that bar, my nigga.
[D] Fucking around with that kid and [Eb] play.
Nigga fucking with G's, and nigga, twisted his [Bb] body, nigga.
Well, let me tell you about this game I know.
[Gm] And you'll be riding the flies, nigga.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Bb] _ [D] Got [Eb] _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ [Eb] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Gm] _ [Bb] it on your mind, let [D] daddy say [Eb] something.
All that play bucking [Gm] gon' get your face buttoned [Bb] up.
Now when you smirk, [D] you look like [Eb] Jay-Z's shirt.
Fucking with [Gm] the turf, I'm puffing on that smurf.
Fuck you, [D] come holler.
[Eb] I'm telling papa, put away your dollar.
Your son got [Dm] choppies.
And if you got enemies, your son [Gm] got enemies.
That's uptown energy.
Don't waste no time on [D] the bullshit.
[Eb] It ain't hood shit.
Well, it's been on a little [D] paper, nigga.
But if you catch him in the hood, [Eb] nigga, it's all good shit.
Go ahead, do me that [Bb] favor, nigga.
Well, let me take you deep [D] down in [Eb] the inside.
This is where they hustling and the homies trying [D] to get it right.
This is where you [Eb] got to ride.
This is when the homie die.
And the money can't stop the pain in [Gm] the inside.
Well, let me take you to the neck of the [Eb] woods in my hood.
Show you what [D] we living like.
Fuck a nigga, man.
Finger on [Eb] the trigger.
Got money in my pocket.
I'm [Gm] uptown, nigga.
Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods in my hood.
Birdman, Birdman, Jones.
We hit him with the dance, nigga.
I'm talking to you, hood.
But we talk about what you heard.
It's playing in check.
Cash money, millionaire.
[Dm] Hot diesel.
[D] Hold [Eb] it down, Birdman.
You got a problem?
[D] You know how we rock, homie.
_ [Eb] Hold uptown down, big dog.
[Gm] Big dog.
Learn it.
[Bb] Learn it.
Learn it.
[D] Learn it.
[Eb] Learn it. Learn it. Learn it. Learn it. [Gm] Learn it. Learn it. Learn it. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _

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This song is part of Fast Money album.

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