Chords for S.U.R.

Tempo:
85.05 bpm
Chords used:

E

D

C

G

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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S.U.R. chords
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[D] [C]
[E] [D] [C]
[E] [D] [C]
[E] [G]
[E] [D] [C]
[E] [D] [C]
[E] This is for any true Sureno down the road.
[D] Hold up that blue rag.
[C] For all the Soldados that die.
[E] Pick up that .45
and put this right up in the sky.
[D] Southern United Raza, [C] boy you either ride or die.
[E] Soldados, we pull more tricks than magos.
Surenos [D] controlamos, just a plan a [G] cagar palos.
[E] Malos with the cuernos en ampluda mundo eterno.
Meto [D] prisioneros, nos mandamos [G] al infierno.
Sienta [E] y concho vía, si pendejila, strap.
Then I [D] take your V-Dock with a slug [G] up in your back.
[E] An AK mini max and kick whatever's rockin'.
That [D] shit you talkin' or you just [C] might end up layin' in a [E] coffin.
Stalkin' these chavalas, you can't stop what you can't [D] see.
And you can't see that D [C]-U-E-N-D-E, which is me.
[E] So be just what the fuck your little clique-a wants to be.
[D] But no matter what you be, you [C] still can't play the big one.
I [E] represent the sickest guys.
Espera a pundes [D] madre, que chinguen a su madre.
[C] Que es ma clique a pundes en [E] ali.
El que se pare, tira sangre a los [D] pendejos.
Dos o tres [C] cuerdasos en el pecho, así los [E] dejo.
I be the baddest, I'm about to prove this [D] shit.
I grab the fullest gear [C] that I can find and do this shit.
[E] I thought you knew this shit, I put some melodies in [D] postures.
Knock em' out like [C] boxers, we motherfuckin' [E] monsters.
This is for any true surreño down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and put it straight up in the sky.
[D] Southern United Raza, [C] boy you either ride or [E] die.
This is for any true surreño down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and put it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, boy you either ride or [E] die.
Controlamos, secuestramos, [D] representamos.
Wey que sea [G] pendeja, hasta la vieja le [E] quitamos.
Me da risa ver a tanto boy [D] sangrando.
Sigo [G] balacerlo hasta que los miro [E] gatiando.
Soy el que sigue caminando por tu [D] cuadra.
Chavala que me [G] tenga coraje y que se [E] abra.
Queda en la cara para ver si no hago [D] nada.
Los dejo sin [G] sangre como el pinche chupa [E] cabra.
Hay suficiente balazos pa'l que me [D] enfrente.
Uno, ocho, siete, [C] muerirán con todo el gente [E] pa' empezar.
El sur nunca se ha sabido rajar.
[D] Decididos a matar, [C] balasear y [E] pilarear.
Impuestos a ganar, la escopeta nunca [A] falla.
De esa llega la [C] bala, será peor de la [E] batalla.
Con una bala I could take the next [D] chavala.
What could stop the peace [C] outside?
I'm thinking [E] nada.
Criminals that's putting any fools up on their backs.
I got your homies at [C] the mortuary dressed in black.
Maniacs strapped with a blue rag in the sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, boy you either ride or [E] die.
This is for real, need true surreno down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and put it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, boy you either ride or [E] die.
This is for real, need true surreno down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and put it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, boy you either ride or [E] die.
I stand alone with a chingazo to your [D] dome.
I'm known to break their [G] bones and like a bitch I make them [E] moan.
Pelón encabronado de soldados [D] cagapalo.
I make them swallow [Gm] holotips and then my troops will [E] follow.
My fucking blue rag got them estrellas in a [D] body bag.
Tied them to the [C] bumper, let that motherfucker [E] drag.
I wave around my flag, got them busters looking mad.
We're the baddest [G] enemigos and the worst you'll ever [E] have.
I grab my .44
mag and point it to the [D] sky.
This is for real, need true [C] surreno down the fucking [E] ride.
I can't make up my mind why you would wanna fuck with [D] us.
Armed and dangerous, [G] I'm fucking nuts, ready to [E] bust.
I told you to beware when guerra was [D] declared.
And now you looking [C] scared, paranoid and looking [E] everywhere.
I put my .357
to your [D] frente.
That evil fucking [C] duende got your jefa con [E] pendiente.
Siempre got your jefa asking where her mijo be.
[D] She should've told her [C] mijo not to come and fuck with [E] me.
He tried to wave that red rag around and got [D] rejected.
Caught the [C] unexpected, now he's [E] resurrected.
This is for real, need true surreno down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and point it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, where you either ride or [E] die.
This is for real, need true surreno down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and point it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, where you either ride or [E] die.
[D] [C] [E] [D] [C]
[E] [D] [C]
[E] [D] [G]
[E] [C]
[E] [C]
[E] [C]
Key:  
E
2311
D
1321
C
3211
G
2131
A
1231
E
2311
D
1321
C
3211
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[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _
[E] This is for any true Sureno down the road.
[D] Hold up that blue rag.
[C] For all the Soldados that die.
[E] Pick up that .45
and put this right up in the sky.
[D] Southern United Raza, [C] boy you either ride or die.
[E] Soldados, we pull more tricks than magos.
Surenos [D] controlamos, just a plan a [G] cagar palos.
[E] Malos with the cuernos en ampluda mundo eterno.
Meto [D] prisioneros, nos mandamos [G] al infierno.
Sienta [E] y concho vía, si pendejila, strap.
Then I [D] take your V-Dock with a slug [G] up in your back.
[E] An AK mini max and kick whatever's rockin'.
That [D] shit you talkin' or you just [C] might end up layin' in a [E] coffin.
Stalkin' these chavalas, you can't stop what you can't [D] see.
And you can't see that D [C]-U-E-N-D-E, which is me.
[E] So be just what the fuck your little clique-a wants to be.
[D] But no matter what you be, you [C] still can't play the big one.
I [E] represent the sickest guys.
Espera a pundes [D] madre, que chinguen a su madre.
[C] Que es ma clique a pundes en [E] ali.
El que se pare, tira sangre a los [D] pendejos.
Dos o tres [C] cuerdasos en el pecho, así los [E] dejo.
I be the baddest, I'm about to prove this [D] shit.
I grab the fullest gear [C] that I can find and do this shit.
[E] I thought you knew this shit, I put some melodies in [D] postures.
Knock em' out like [C] boxers, we motherfuckin' [E] monsters.
This is for any true surreño down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and put it straight up in the sky.
[D] Southern United Raza, [C] boy you either ride or [E] die.
This is for any true surreño down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and put it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, boy you either ride or [E] die.
Controlamos, secuestramos, [D] representamos.
Wey que sea [G] pendeja, hasta la vieja le [E] quitamos.
Me da risa ver a tanto boy [D] sangrando.
Sigo [G] balacerlo hasta que los miro [E] gatiando.
Soy el que sigue caminando por tu [D] cuadra.
Chavala que me [G] tenga coraje y que se [E] abra.
Queda en la cara para ver si no hago [D] nada.
Los dejo sin [G] sangre como el pinche chupa [E] cabra.
Hay suficiente balazos pa'l que me [D] enfrente.
Uno, ocho, siete, [C] muerirán con todo el gente [E] pa' empezar.
El sur nunca se ha sabido rajar.
[D] Decididos a matar, [C] balasear y [E] pilarear.
Impuestos a ganar, la escopeta nunca [A] falla.
De esa llega la [C] bala, será peor de la [E] batalla.
Con una bala I could take the next [D] chavala.
What could stop the peace [C] outside?
I'm thinking [E] nada.
Criminals that's putting any fools up on their backs.
I got your homies at [C] the mortuary dressed in black.
Maniacs strapped with a blue rag in the sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, boy you either ride or [E] die.
This is for real, need true surreno down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and put it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, boy you either ride or [E] die.
This is for real, need true surreno down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and put it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, boy you either ride or [E] die.
I stand alone with a chingazo to your [D] dome.
I'm known to break their [G] bones and like a bitch I make them [E] moan.
Pelón encabronado de soldados [D] cagapalo.
I make them swallow [Gm] holotips and then my troops will [E] follow.
My fucking blue rag got them estrellas in a [D] body bag.
Tied them to the [C] bumper, let that motherfucker [E] drag.
I wave around my flag, got them busters looking mad.
We're the baddest [G] enemigos and the worst you'll ever [E] have.
I grab my .44
mag and point it to the [D] sky.
This is for real, need true [C] surreno down the fucking [E] ride.
I can't make up my mind why you would wanna fuck with [D] us.
Armed and dangerous, [G] I'm fucking nuts, ready to [E] bust.
I told you to beware when guerra was [D] declared.
And now you looking [C] scared, paranoid and looking [E] everywhere.
I put my .357
to your [D] frente.
That evil fucking [C] duende got your jefa con [E] pendiente.
Siempre got your jefa asking where her mijo be.
[D] She should've told her [C] mijo not to come and fuck with [E] me.
He tried to wave that red rag around and got [D] rejected.
Caught the [C] unexpected, now he's [E] resurrected.
This is for real, need true surreno down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and point it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, where you either ride or [E] die.
This is for real, need true surreno down the [D] ride.
Hold up that blue rag [C] for all the soldados that [E] died.
Pick up that .45
and point it straight up in the [D] sky.
Southern United [C] Raza, where you either ride or [E] die.
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