Catchin Feelins Chords by 2Pac

Tempo:
129.5 bpm
Chords used:

B

Am

E

F

C

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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2Pac Catchin Feelins chords
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[B] My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
[Am]
[B] My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall [A] down
[Am] My [B] homeboys might squabble but we don't fall [C] down
Westside, Westside, [B] Westside
[Am] Cross this nigga here now, Bicky tell me who do you fear?
[B] Ain't no livin' soul grievin' so I brought no [Am] fear here
My last broke slash and I mashed his ass, [B] blast it
Fuck with me, bet I blast your ass [Am] so many followers get rich
Caught in a [F] maze, catch a million my staff tryna [C] walk this way
Impossible, impossible, try for me, you can death me right
[F#] Don't even beg, motherfucker, ain't no mercy in sight
[Am] Feelin' blessed, the bitcher I get, the more I stress, [B] fuck it, lie
Watch this time fly, waitin' for death, [Am] being caught
I've been feelin' like I'm close to [E] Jesus
Harry, go away while my pistol still [B] smokin' trees
[Am] Keep my eyes on my foes, those close to me
[E] While these niggas [B] catch stray, shake, choke, and [E] bleed
Me, a mercenary from the [F] street, a terrible addict for you
Fuck you, motherfucker, [Bm] flick a thug at me
[C] Them niggas chuck a lot of bad bullshit and you get the [E] split
Bitch, wait, catch a fence
Outlaw [A] niggas, are you ready [F] to clamp?
My foes more than my [E] squad, but we don't fall down
[Am] We been live all bitches, we the judge of the sound
[E] Niggas high like hard, wanna get your ass
[Am] Catch a fence, you ready to [E] clamp?
My foes more than my squad, but we don't fall down
[Am] We been live all bitches, we the judge of the [Em] sound
Niggas high like hard, wanna get your ass
[C] Catch a fence
Pull [B] it up
[E] Bitch, you meet Sippin' [Am] on 151
Drunk, [F] did a motherfucker [B] drop in my gun
Or high [Am] as a kite, hittin' hoes for fun
But [E] that ain't me, yo, [B] my mind's now clear
[E] And that ain't fair, dog, your heart won't fair
In the state of Ashken, you better [B] hide, nigga, the judge is near
[C] And you know just as well as I do
[F] You ain't no killer, [B] so tell that you wouldn't care if [E] you had to
We might wobble, but we don't fall [Em] down
We take the gospel from Maccabeth and pass it around
[Am] Holla, schnit, we gon' taste [E] the power
We started a [B] thought trend, the game is [Am] ours
Now we close together, put [F] our thoughts together
One question, will [B] we die together?
[C] Cause the hour is soon to come
Good [F] doctor trained soldier, [Bm] I'll show you how to use your gun [Am] Bring it
Outlaw niggas, are you ready [E] to clamp?
My foes more than my squad, but we don't fall [Am] down
We been live all bitches, the judge of the [F] sound
Niggas high like [B] hard, wanna get your ass
[Am] Catch a fence, you ready to [E] clamp?
My foes more than [Bm] my squad, but we don't fall [Am] down
We been live all bitches, the judge of [F] the sound
Niggas high [Bm] like hard, wanna get your ass
Catch [C] a fence, [B] you ready to clamp?
Catch a fence
[Am] We got an M-A-D-E, and I [B] double G-A's
Motherfuckers, and we here to [Am] stay
From curb surfing to working the industry
You're [B] kidding me, it's really nothing to me
In my kingdom, [Am] see, we in the big bang
Z the dick man, if [F] you're hating, we gon' ride
Till the wheels [B] fall off, pay attention
[C] Screaming, ride my bitch, the judge of the [F] sound
Ride [B] or die, niggas, it'll be money or [E] die
Brothers hanging on [Am] the bill, niggas stuck in the trap
[B] Banging out like the fumble, trying to get some [Am] more
Streetlight young strugglers, racing the [F] clock
Ain't no time to run it off, [B] and they're rolling the [Am] block
Ain't no guilt or feelings, this is the mad world, [F] don't it?
It's just [B] a business to learn a little sign
[C] And stop running your mouth, you [F] wanna work, swear
[B] Bitch made, catch a fence, [E] nigga
My foes more than my squad, but we don't fall down
We been [Am] live all bitches, the judge of the [E] sound
Niggas high like ho, it's your jam
Catch a fence, [Am] you ready to clam, [E] we clam
My foes more than my squad, [Bm] but we don't fall [Am] down
We been live all bitches, the judge of the [B] sound
Niggas high like ho, it's your jam
[C] Catch a fence
[B] [C] [Am] Everybody's a gang, so don't [F] put in work
Instead of putting [B] on armor, niggas put on [Am] skirts
These drugs ain't helping, it only making it [B] worse
And the streets ain't got nothing for me but [E] herbs
I can't trust the church or [Am] the mob
I [F] can only trust [B] God, and tell you the truth
I got a ride, [C] I only roll with the real
Cause [F] rolling with the fake got [B] my loved ones [Bm] killed
[E] Outlaw niggas, are [F] you ready to clam?
My foes more than my [Bm] squad, but we don't fall down
[Am] We been live all bitches, the judge of the [B] sound
Niggas high like ho, it's your jam
[E] Catch a fence, you [F] ready to clam, we clam
My foes more than my squad, but we don't fall [C] down
We been live all bitches, the judge of [F] the sound
Niggas high like [E] ho, it's your jam
Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clam?
My foes more than my squad, but we [Am] don't fall down
We been live all bitches, the judge of the [E] sound
Niggas high like ho, it's your jam
Catch
[Am]
[Em] [C] a fence
[F] [G]
[E] [F]
[B] [Am]
[Em] [C] [B]
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Let's start jamming 2Pac - Catchin Feelins chords, practice the chord sequence Am, F, Em, C, F and A. For a smooth transition, initiate your practice at 48 BPM and gradually match the song's pace of 97 BPM. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: A Minor.

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_ _ _ _ [B] My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
[Am] _ _ _ _
[B] My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall [A] down _ _
_ [Am] My [B] homeboys might squabble but we don't fall [C] down
_ _ Westside, Westside, [B] Westside
_ [Am] Cross this nigga here now, Bicky tell me who do you fear?
[B] Ain't no livin' soul grievin' so I brought no [Am] fear here
My last broke slash and I mashed his ass, [B] blast it
Fuck with me, bet I blast your ass [Am] so many followers get rich
Caught in a [F] maze, catch a million my staff tryna [C] walk this way
Impossible, impossible, try for me, you can death me right
[F#] Don't even beg, motherfucker, ain't no mercy in sight
[Am] Feelin' blessed, the bitcher I get, the more I stress, [B] fuck it, lie
Watch this time fly, waitin' for death, [Am] being caught
I've been feelin' like I'm close to [E] Jesus
Harry, go away while my pistol still [B] smokin' trees
[Am] Keep my eyes on my foes, those close to me
[E] While these niggas [B] catch stray, shake, choke, and [E] bleed
Me, a mercenary from the [F] street, a terrible addict for you
Fuck you, motherfucker, [Bm] flick a thug at me
[C] Them niggas chuck a lot of bad bullshit and you get the [E] split
Bitch, wait, catch a fence
_ Outlaw [A] niggas, are you ready [F] to clamp?
My foes more than my [E] squad, but we don't fall down
[Am] We been live all bitches, we the judge of the sound
[E] Niggas high like hard, wanna get your ass
[Am] Catch a fence, you ready to [E] clamp?
My foes more than my squad, but we don't fall down
[Am] We been live all bitches, we the judge of the [Em] sound
Niggas high like hard, _ wanna get your ass
[C] Catch a fence
Pull _ [B] it up _ _
[E] Bitch, you meet Sippin' [Am] on 151
Drunk, [F] did a motherfucker [B] drop in my gun
Or high [Am] as a kite, hittin' hoes for fun
But [E] that ain't me, yo, [B] my mind's now clear
[E] And that ain't fair, dog, your heart won't fair
In the state of Ashken, you better [B] hide, nigga, the judge is near
[C] And you know just as well as I do
[F] You ain't no killer, [B] so tell that you wouldn't care if [E] you had to
We might wobble, but we don't fall [Em] down
We take the gospel from Maccabeth and pass it around
[Am] Holla, schnit, we gon' taste [E] the power
We started a [B] thought trend, the game is [Am] ours
Now we close together, put [F] our thoughts together
One question, will [B] we die together?
[C] Cause the hour is soon to come
Good [F] doctor trained soldier, [Bm] I'll show you how to use your gun [Am] Bring it
Outlaw niggas, are you ready [E] to clamp?
My foes more than my squad, but we don't fall [Am] down
We been live all bitches, the judge of the [F] sound
Niggas high like [B] hard, wanna get your ass
[Am] Catch a fence, you ready to [E] clamp?
My foes more than [Bm] my squad, but we don't fall [Am] down
We been live all bitches, the judge of [F] the sound
Niggas high [Bm] like hard, wanna get your ass
Catch [C] a fence, _ _ [B] you ready to clamp?
Catch a fence
[Am] We got an M-A-D-E, and I [B] double G-A's
Motherfuckers, and we here to [Am] stay
From curb surfing to working the industry
You're [B] kidding me, it's really nothing to me
In my kingdom, [Am] see, we in the big bang
Z the dick man, if [F] you're hating, we gon' ride
Till the wheels [B] fall off, pay attention
[C] Screaming, ride my bitch, the judge of the [F] sound
Ride [B] or die, niggas, it'll be money or [E] die
Brothers hanging on [Am] the bill, niggas stuck in the trap
[B] Banging out like the fumble, trying to get some [Am] more
Streetlight young strugglers, racing the [F] clock
Ain't no time to run it off, [B] and they're rolling the [Am] block
Ain't no guilt or feelings, this is the mad world, [F] don't it?
It's just [B] a business to learn a little sign
[C] And stop running your mouth, you [F] wanna work, swear
[B] Bitch made, catch a fence, [E] nigga
_ _ _ My foes more than my squad, but we don't fall down
We been [Am] live all bitches, the judge of the [E] sound
Niggas high like ho, it's your jam
Catch a fence, [Am] you ready to clam, [E] we clam
My foes more than my squad, [Bm] but we don't fall [Am] down
We been live all bitches, the judge of the [B] sound
Niggas high like ho, it's your jam
[C] Catch a fence _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] Everybody's a gang, so don't [F] put in work
Instead of putting [B] on armor, niggas put on [Am] skirts
These drugs ain't helping, it only making it [B] worse
And the streets ain't got nothing for me but [E] herbs
I can't trust the church or [Am] the mob
I [F] can only trust [B] God, and tell you the truth
I got a ride, [C] I only roll with the real
Cause [F] rolling with the fake got [B] my loved ones [Bm] killed _
[E] _ Outlaw niggas, are [F] you ready to clam?
My foes more than my [Bm] squad, but we don't fall down
[Am] We been live all bitches, the judge of the [B] sound
Niggas high like ho, it's your jam
[E] Catch a fence, you [F] ready to clam, we clam
My foes more than my squad, but we don't fall [C] down
We been live all bitches, the judge of [F] the sound
Niggas high like [E] ho, it's your jam
Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clam?
My foes more than my squad, but we [Am] don't fall down
We been live all bitches, the judge of the [E] sound
Niggas high like ho, it's your jam
Catch _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] a fence
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [B] _ _

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