Chords for 2Pac - Ain't Hard 2 Find Feat. B-Legit, Richie Rich, D-Shot, C-Bo & E-40

_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm]
I've been ballin since my adolescent years steady grindin
[Bb] Man you mother fuckers don't know [D] nothing about no time
_ _ [A] That's right boy it [Bb] started in the [Dm] city office
I heard of whom I died, murdered in cold blood, dramatized
Pictures of me in [D] my final state, you know I'm a [F] cry
But that was fixin, some cabba got the store [A] twisted
Like I no longer [Dm] exist, that mystery ain't remissin
I'm going worldwide baby I ain't hard to find
While [Bb] I spend most of my time I California [Dm] grind
Watchin for thieves when I'm caught and it's like I'm barely [A] breathin
[Dm] Puttin a bullet in a motherfucker give me the reason
See me in hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded
You tried to play me now I'm a sidebar, we fame it
I'm addicted [D] to chemistry in this life I [A] lead
Why the [Bb] fuck you cabs keep runnin too [Dm] scared to fight a cheat
For the life of me I cannot see
I'm a motherfuckers picture [Bb] livin like a hero in night
And fuckin around with [D] me
And if you don't like this love
Then bring your [A] big bad [Bb] ass to [Dm] California
Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grind
You got to follow [Bb] my trips
You niggas call me a time
[Dm] I been ballin since my adolescent years, steady climbin
Motherfuckers don't know nothing about no time man
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ [Bb] _ [Dm] I got my low-key song, hard hat
Goin to war, breakin them off on soft
Stoppin lives like red lights
Watchin Paul dance like, roll my strap out my drawers
And get the dumpin on they ass like the last outlaw
Bitch too far, can the clip fuckin blunt
Low clips with [Bb] enough shit to raise a block in one dip
[D] We bring a war like tales from the trip
[A] And we ain't [Bb] hard to find, [Dm] it's the tales that we get
I'm fully automatic, full of static and shit
Swim and dodge again, 50 rounds of the clip
I'm right side gun, put the tent in the bed
[A] I'm finna [Bb] have a motherfuckin mittens
[Dm] Rap on the B-A-L-L-E-J-O
We're sellin [Bb] narcotics, that's all [D] I know
I got low speed B, whatever your kind
And [A] if you need a [Bb] motherfucker, [Dm] I ain't hard to find
Some may call me busy, but I call it time
_ That's why I keep so grind
To the point where a nigga can't stop
Too much feelin this shit, that's why I'm quick to feel up here
But once I need your overhaul
Get in [D] my way, then that ass gots to go
Cause I need a steady platin
I [A] search hit [Dm] for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
I compile all [Bb] my chips, and niggas call me a tyrant
[Dm] I been pornin since my adolescent years, steady [A] thriving
[Bb] Man, you motherfuckers don't know [Dm] nothing about no timing
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[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ [Bb] _ [Dm] _
Down the steps, a bandit broke in down the apartment complex
[D] Heavy metal whips, they carry, can't [Dm] be scary
Playboy, [D] motherfuckers a proof without the trauma plate
Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for [Dm] if you gon' lose the tape?
Best shake and bake all them hours, fist to ass niggas
[Gm] Motherfuckers didn't think I was gon' do something, ass [Dm] niggas
Reppin your life, faint like you're lovin'
Bury your thoughts, take a sip, fuckin' have at it
I threw up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga
I hear he [Bb] tryin' to ride, double agent for the other [Dm] side
But now, my Glock be so judgmental
[A] Backseat [Bb] of a rental, keep my [Dm] name off your dental
Nigga, if your gun bleedin' and you needin'
Loading [Bb] 20 stitches, you behave like them [Dm] bitches
Side face to the next, if [A] you in the [Bb] game
The [Dm] rest of you, it's all the same
Nigga, and we ain't hard to find _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [A] [Bb] You know what I [Dm] mean?
Even when you're on the way, when he see you, he's shit
You know what I mean?
You have to back, nigga
You [D] have to back, nigga
You have to back, nigga
[Dm] Hey, G-Shaw, nigga, can we get paid, man?
Can we just back and fuck this shit up, nigga?
Hey, we smokin', and we ain't hard to find
We're gonna [Bb] get some [D] hurricane, nigga
Motherfuckers get us marbles [A] regardless of the plate
[Dm] G-Shaw, you're supposed to be leavin' that shit
Side face to the next light, head to the next coast
Poppin' the [D] motherfuckin' motions
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