Chords for 2Pac & Biggie - Never Dead 2015

[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ It's a strong [Bm] dude, yo.
I know dudes, you know what I'm saying?
He real strong.
So when they was like, he got [Em] shot, I was just more like, fuck [G] him.
Oh, fake ass nigga.
[A] Bad boy killer.
This a [Bm] motherfucking right side nigga.
We know what time it is.
West side. _
[G] Hella _ _ [Em] _ _ motherfucking [Bm] roadblocks and crooked cops.
You still ride, though.
West [F#m] side. _
[G] All I want is bitches.
Big booty [A] bitches.
Used to sell crack so I could stack my [B] riches.
Now I pack gas to stop all the snitches from staying in my business.
What it do?
Well, [G] let's approach to know if I'm broke or not.
[A] Cause I joke and smoke a lot.
Don't mean I [Bm] don't tote the block.
16 shots for my niggas in the pen.
A trophy motherfucking need [G] again.
I'm doing rhymes now.
Fuck the [A] climbs now.
Come on the ave.
I'm real hard to [B] find now.
Cause I'm knee deep in the beats.
In the Land Cruiser [E] Jeep with the Max 10 [G] by the seats.
For the jackers, the jealous ass [A] crackers in the blue suits.
I make you prove that it's [Bm] bulletproof.
Hold your head.
Cause when you hit the bricks, I got gin, mad bloods and bitches sucking [G] dick.
Don't worry me, I'm worried.
I'm losing my mind.
[F#m] Look down the barrel of my [Bm] 9 and my fist is blurry.
Whenever will I die, I'll be back.
Reincarnated as a motherfucking Mac.
Put the fist into my [G] head.
They wanna bury me, I'm worried.
I'm losing my mind.
[F#m] Look down the barrel of my 9 and my fist is blurry.
[Bm] Whenever will I die, I'll be back.
Reincarnated as a motherfucking Mac.
Put the fist into my [G] head.
Damn if I don't.
And damn if a [A] nigga do.
Now watch a young [B] motherfucker pull a trigger to raise up.
And don't let him see you cry.
Dry your eyes young nigga.
Time to [G] do a thot.
I got a pistol in my pocket.
Ready?
[A] On my block.
Ain't no time for a nigga to even [Bm] cop shit.
I should see the motherfucker be banged.
At a point Blake Rage got him slapped on the [G] game.
Made the damn thing change.
He's checking the [A] dice.
Now roll him if the gangsta ain't paying.
Better [B] hope.
Cause ain't no telling what you might roll.
You might [Em] fall.
Catch it from a [G] slight cold.
You better leave your [A] life to the fullest.
You could kill a [Bm] bull.
Got a pistol motherfucker better bullet.
And even if they kill me.
They can never take the life of a [G] young nigga.
Don't worry me. Don't worry.
I'm losing my mind.
[F#m] Look down the barrel of my [Bm] 9 and my fist is blurry.
Whenever will I die, I'll be back.
Reincarnated as a motherfucking Mac.
Put the fist into my head.
[G] Don't worry me.
Don't worry.
I'm losing my mind.
[Bm] Look down the barrel of my 9 and my fist is blurry.
Whenever will I die, I'll be back.
Reincarnated as a motherfucking Mac.
[D] Put the fist into my [G] head.
Bitches in the back looking righteous.
[A] In the tight dress.
I think I might [B] just hit her with a little Biggie 101.
How to tow the gun and have fun with [G] Jamaican.
Blunt conversation.
Blunts in [A] rotation.
My man Big Jock got the Glock in his [Bm] face.
I'm with smoking, drinking.
Got the hookah drinking.
If money smell bad then this nigga big as [G] stinky.
Is it my charm?
I got the hookahs [A] eating out my palms.
She grabbed my arm and said, [B] let's leave palm.
I'm hitting skins again.
Rolled up another blunt [E] for the Heineken.
[G] Niggas start to loathe out a kid got [A] choked out.
Rolls with stones and a fucking fight [B] broke out.
I live a snub life and let the money come to me.
Cause they can never take the game from me.
[G] Don't worry me. Don't worry.
I'm losing my mind.
[Bm] Look down the barrel of my 9 and my fist is blurry.
Whenever will I die, I'll be back.
Reincarnated as a motherfucking Mac.
Put the fist into my head.
[G] Don't worry me.
Don't worry.
I'm losing my mind.
[F#m] Look down the barrel of my 9 and my fist is blurry.
Whenever [Bm] will I die, I'll be back.
Reincarnated as a motherfucking Mac.
[F#m] Put the fist into my head.
[G] Still on the roll and I'm the first nigga serving.
[A] Pour some liquor on the curt.
For my homies that deserve [Bm] it.
If I want to make a million, gotta stay dealing.
Kinda booming round the way.
I think today I make a killing.
[G] Dress them down like I'm dirty.
But only on the block.
[A] Just a clever disguise.
I keep it running from the cops.
[Bm] I'm getting high.
I think I'd die if I don't get no ends.
I'm in the bucket, but I'm riding it like it's a [G] fence.
I hit the shuffle at my music, but [A] drink a liquor.
And I'm looking for a piece [B] of the buck.
Making money to live for a legal ass.
It's like another [Em] ass.
I wish it was a [G] kilo.
So I guess you know the story.
The rap [A] side, crack side.
How I smoke, fuck, smack bitches [Bm] on the back side.
Bedside.
The place where my head rests.
50 shot clip if a nigga [G] want test.
The rocket launcher.
Giggy [A] stomp jaw.
High as a motherfucking [B] helicopter.
That's why I pack a Nina.
Fuck a misdemeanor.
Beating motherfuckers like Ike [G] beat Tina.
They couldn't tell me nothing.
They all tried to [A] help me.
No matter what, I had my mind gone.
It wasn't [B] healthy.
I tried for pictures, for cases, for the ill, yeah.
I felt the pain [Em] in the brain, but it's still [G] here.
It's never did like the police.
Let the whole [A] world know.
Never gets no peace.
Cause they chasing [B] me down.
They're chasing me now.
With you I threw these things that a thug go through.
And still [G] I'm flying over.
_ [B] That's right.
I [Bm] know it seems hard sometimes, but remember one thing.
Remember Dark Knight. _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] Stick your chest out.
And keep your head up.
I did it. _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _