Chords for 2Pac - Death Row (HD)
Tempo:
88 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
Bm
F#
B
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#] [D] [B]
[F#] Nigga, you still fuckin' [Bm] talkin'?
You nigga still [F#m] breathin'?
You fuckin' roaches?
Aight.
[F#] [F#m] Put that fuckin' gun down now!
[D] I got you, motherfucker.
[F#m] [Bm]
[F#] Growing up was an [Bm] inner city, brother, where every [F#m] bumper had a fox and a [Bm] mother.
I was the product of a [F#] union lover.
Nobody [D] knew I'd be pitched through.
And since my fox ever knew [B] me, my family didn't know what to [F#] do with me.
Was I somebody they [Bm] despised?
[F#m] Curious look in their eyes, as if they wanted it for better or a lot.
But, oh, [Bm] mama, they control me.
[F#m] Quit trying to save my soul.
I wanna blow with my [F#] old man.
A ticket time bomb, ain't nobody [F#m] save me.
Back in the 380 and [B] finger from the [F#] space.
Such a scoundrel, but it don't matter.
I'm a [F#m] groove shot.
From shot from all the [B] books I said,
[F#] Fool's got.
I'm tired of being a nice guy.
[F#m] I've been fooling my life, but don't know [B] quite why.
[F#] So they label me a woman, take a [G#] care less.
[F#m] Never success is what I quest, cause I'm failing.
So lay it out.
Strings of death [Bm] roll down like [F#m] it ain't nothing.
Yeah.
[Bm] Strings of [F#m] death roll down.
Cause I'll put you [B] down like it ain't nothing.
[Bm] Strings of death [F#m] roll down.
Cause I'll put you [G#] down like [F#m] it ain't nothing.
Yeah.
[Bm] Strings of [F#m] death roll down.
Cause I'll put you [G#] down like it ain't nothing.
[D] Strings of [F#] death roll down.
I'm smarter than [D] Mary, and I'm even more stressed.
Wearing a vest, [Bm] open that damn end at my [F#] chest.
Butch too [Bm] young to fight the bullet.
[F#m] And in the trigger, I see my old bitch on my [G#] eyes.
This time I [F#] pull it.
I hope I [Bm] live to be a man.
[F#m] Be part of some big [B] plan to keep a brother and his [F#] snake pen.
Got repaid [Bm] over the years, I done [F#m] sacked many.
Proving [G#] wrong those who swore I wasn't [F#] ready for it.
Now they gotta cope.
[F#m] Since it's the only thing I [B] know.
It's difficult to [F#] let it go.
I'm [G#] struggling to lose my head cause I'm [F#m] worried.
Hustling to keep from getting [B] buried.
[F#] DJ Meemaw.
But now I gotta move on way down.
[F#m] Can't be sucking for the [B] spray the way I lay down.
[F#] My [G#] homie lost his family.
[F#m] Snap, shot up at the block to bring him [Bm] back.
The [F#m] Streets of Death.
But now I [G#] cheap down, right, [F#m] Gary?
Now, yeah.
[Bm] Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now I cheap [Bm] down, right, Gary?
Now.
Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now I cheap [Bm] down, right, [F#m] Gary?
Now, yeah.
[Bm] Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now [Bm] I cheap down, right, Gary?
Now.
[D] Streets [F#] of Death.
I'm dangerous with [Bm] drunk.
I only drink clear [F#m] gin, makes me sin [B] Unable to think clear, [F#] in the sea
Makes me think my [Bm] enemy is getting close, [F#m] no full force
Got me [G#] shooting at a ghost [F#] Some call me crazy, but this is what you gave me
[D] I'm of the babies who [Bm] raised up on this slavery [F#] I scored a vest and it was just to kill her [Bm] stress
[F#m] Moved out west and I invested all her bets [F#] Low she sat upon a bullet in a chest
[F#m] Split to breath by a [B] brother who was hopeless Blow up rope on a [G#] rope of insanity
[F#m] I only drink the smoke and come in [G#] from a broken family
[F#] Jayne Memo, I'm sick of being tired [F#m] Sick of this science, [B] my back
Ain't no [F#] time to fight it Tell push, but stop [G#] working cause I'm [F#m] fed
Tired of hearing these voices in my [Bm] head The [F#m] streets are dead cause I'll [G#] beat you down
Like [F#m] gay men, yeah
[Bm] The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [B] down Like [Bm] gay men, yeah
The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [G#] down Like [F#m] gay men, yeah
[Bm] The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [Bm] down Like gay men, yeah
[D] [F#]
[N]
[F#] Nigga, you still fuckin' [Bm] talkin'?
You nigga still [F#m] breathin'?
You fuckin' roaches?
Aight.
[F#] [F#m] Put that fuckin' gun down now!
[D] I got you, motherfucker.
[F#m] [Bm]
[F#] Growing up was an [Bm] inner city, brother, where every [F#m] bumper had a fox and a [Bm] mother.
I was the product of a [F#] union lover.
Nobody [D] knew I'd be pitched through.
And since my fox ever knew [B] me, my family didn't know what to [F#] do with me.
Was I somebody they [Bm] despised?
[F#m] Curious look in their eyes, as if they wanted it for better or a lot.
But, oh, [Bm] mama, they control me.
[F#m] Quit trying to save my soul.
I wanna blow with my [F#] old man.
A ticket time bomb, ain't nobody [F#m] save me.
Back in the 380 and [B] finger from the [F#] space.
Such a scoundrel, but it don't matter.
I'm a [F#m] groove shot.
From shot from all the [B] books I said,
[F#] Fool's got.
I'm tired of being a nice guy.
[F#m] I've been fooling my life, but don't know [B] quite why.
[F#] So they label me a woman, take a [G#] care less.
[F#m] Never success is what I quest, cause I'm failing.
So lay it out.
Strings of death [Bm] roll down like [F#m] it ain't nothing.
Yeah.
[Bm] Strings of [F#m] death roll down.
Cause I'll put you [B] down like it ain't nothing.
[Bm] Strings of death [F#m] roll down.
Cause I'll put you [G#] down like [F#m] it ain't nothing.
Yeah.
[Bm] Strings of [F#m] death roll down.
Cause I'll put you [G#] down like it ain't nothing.
[D] Strings of [F#] death roll down.
I'm smarter than [D] Mary, and I'm even more stressed.
Wearing a vest, [Bm] open that damn end at my [F#] chest.
Butch too [Bm] young to fight the bullet.
[F#m] And in the trigger, I see my old bitch on my [G#] eyes.
This time I [F#] pull it.
I hope I [Bm] live to be a man.
[F#m] Be part of some big [B] plan to keep a brother and his [F#] snake pen.
Got repaid [Bm] over the years, I done [F#m] sacked many.
Proving [G#] wrong those who swore I wasn't [F#] ready for it.
Now they gotta cope.
[F#m] Since it's the only thing I [B] know.
It's difficult to [F#] let it go.
I'm [G#] struggling to lose my head cause I'm [F#m] worried.
Hustling to keep from getting [B] buried.
[F#] DJ Meemaw.
But now I gotta move on way down.
[F#m] Can't be sucking for the [B] spray the way I lay down.
[F#] My [G#] homie lost his family.
[F#m] Snap, shot up at the block to bring him [Bm] back.
The [F#m] Streets of Death.
But now I [G#] cheap down, right, [F#m] Gary?
Now, yeah.
[Bm] Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now I cheap [Bm] down, right, Gary?
Now.
Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now I cheap [Bm] down, right, [F#m] Gary?
Now, yeah.
[Bm] Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now [Bm] I cheap down, right, Gary?
Now.
[D] Streets [F#] of Death.
I'm dangerous with [Bm] drunk.
I only drink clear [F#m] gin, makes me sin [B] Unable to think clear, [F#] in the sea
Makes me think my [Bm] enemy is getting close, [F#m] no full force
Got me [G#] shooting at a ghost [F#] Some call me crazy, but this is what you gave me
[D] I'm of the babies who [Bm] raised up on this slavery [F#] I scored a vest and it was just to kill her [Bm] stress
[F#m] Moved out west and I invested all her bets [F#] Low she sat upon a bullet in a chest
[F#m] Split to breath by a [B] brother who was hopeless Blow up rope on a [G#] rope of insanity
[F#m] I only drink the smoke and come in [G#] from a broken family
[F#] Jayne Memo, I'm sick of being tired [F#m] Sick of this science, [B] my back
Ain't no [F#] time to fight it Tell push, but stop [G#] working cause I'm [F#m] fed
Tired of hearing these voices in my [Bm] head The [F#m] streets are dead cause I'll [G#] beat you down
Like [F#m] gay men, yeah
[Bm] The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [B] down Like [Bm] gay men, yeah
The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [G#] down Like [F#m] gay men, yeah
[Bm] The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [Bm] down Like gay men, yeah
[D] [F#]
[N]
Key:
F#m
Bm
F#
B
G#
F#m
Bm
F#
[F#] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [B] _
[F#] Nigga, you still fuckin' [Bm] talkin'?
You nigga still [F#m] breathin'?
You fuckin' roaches?
Aight.
[F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Put that fuckin' gun down now!
[D] I got you, motherfucker.
[F#m] _ _ _ [Bm]
[F#] Growing up was an [Bm] inner city, brother, where every [F#m] bumper had a fox and a [Bm] mother.
I was the product of a [F#] union lover.
Nobody [D] knew I'd be pitched through.
And since my fox ever knew [B] me, my family didn't know what to [F#] do with me.
Was I somebody they [Bm] despised?
[F#m] Curious look in their eyes, as if they wanted it for better or a lot.
But, oh, [Bm] mama, they control me.
[F#m] Quit trying to save my soul.
I wanna blow with my [F#] old man.
A ticket time bomb, ain't nobody [F#m] save me.
Back in the 380 and [B] finger from the [F#] space.
Such a scoundrel, but it don't matter.
I'm a [F#m] groove shot.
From shot from all the [B] books I said,
[F#] Fool's got.
I'm tired of being a nice guy.
[F#m] I've been fooling my life, but don't know [B] quite why.
[F#] So they label me a woman, take a [G#] care less.
[F#m] Never success is what I quest, cause I'm failing.
So lay it out.
Strings of death [Bm] roll down like [F#m] it ain't nothing.
Yeah.
[Bm] Strings of [F#m] death roll down.
Cause I'll put you [B] down like it ain't nothing.
[Bm] _ Strings of death [F#m] roll down.
Cause I'll put you [G#] down like [F#m] it ain't nothing.
Yeah.
[Bm] Strings of [F#m] death roll down.
Cause I'll put you [G#] down like it ain't nothing.
_ [D] Strings of [F#] death roll down.
I'm smarter than [D] Mary, and I'm even more stressed.
Wearing a vest, [Bm] open that damn end at my [F#] chest.
Butch too [Bm] young to fight the bullet.
[F#m] And in the trigger, I see my old bitch on my [G#] eyes.
This time I [F#] pull it.
I hope I [Bm] live to be a man.
[F#m] Be part of some big [B] plan to keep a brother and his [F#] snake pen.
Got repaid [Bm] over the years, I done [F#m] sacked many.
Proving [G#] wrong those who swore I wasn't [F#] ready for it.
Now they gotta cope.
[F#m] Since it's the only thing I [B] know.
It's difficult to [F#] let it go.
I'm [G#] struggling to lose my head cause I'm [F#m] worried.
Hustling to keep from getting [B] buried.
[F#] DJ Meemaw.
But now I gotta move on way down.
[F#m] Can't be sucking for the [B] spray the way I lay down.
[F#] My [G#] homie lost his family.
[F#m] Snap, shot up at the block to bring him [Bm] back.
The [F#m] Streets of Death.
But now I [G#] cheap down, right, [F#m] Gary?
Now, yeah.
[Bm] Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now I cheap [Bm] down, right, Gary?
Now.
_ Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now I cheap [Bm] down, right, [F#m] Gary?
Now, yeah.
[Bm] Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now [Bm] I cheap down, right, Gary?
Now.
[D] Streets [F#] of Death.
I'm dangerous with [Bm] drunk.
I only drink clear [F#m] gin, makes me sin [B] Unable to think clear, [F#] in the sea
Makes me think my [Bm] enemy is getting close, [F#m] no full force
Got me [G#] shooting at a ghost [F#] Some call me crazy, but this is what you gave me
[D] I'm of the babies who [Bm] raised up on this slavery [F#] I scored a vest and it was just to kill her [Bm] stress
[F#m] Moved out west and I invested all her bets [F#] Low she sat upon a bullet in a chest
[F#m] Split to breath by a [B] brother who was hopeless Blow up rope on a [G#] rope of insanity
[F#m] I only drink the smoke and come in [G#] from a broken family
[F#] Jayne Memo, I'm sick of being tired [F#m] Sick of this science, [B] my back
Ain't no [F#] time to fight it Tell push, but stop [G#] working cause I'm [F#m] fed
Tired of hearing these voices in my [Bm] head The [F#m] streets are dead cause I'll [G#] beat you down
Like [F#m] gay men, yeah
[Bm] The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [B] down Like [Bm] gay men, yeah
The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [G#] down Like [F#m] gay men, yeah
[Bm] The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [Bm] down Like gay men, yeah
_ [D] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[F#] Nigga, you still fuckin' [Bm] talkin'?
You nigga still [F#m] breathin'?
You fuckin' roaches?
Aight.
[F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Put that fuckin' gun down now!
[D] I got you, motherfucker.
[F#m] _ _ _ [Bm]
[F#] Growing up was an [Bm] inner city, brother, where every [F#m] bumper had a fox and a [Bm] mother.
I was the product of a [F#] union lover.
Nobody [D] knew I'd be pitched through.
And since my fox ever knew [B] me, my family didn't know what to [F#] do with me.
Was I somebody they [Bm] despised?
[F#m] Curious look in their eyes, as if they wanted it for better or a lot.
But, oh, [Bm] mama, they control me.
[F#m] Quit trying to save my soul.
I wanna blow with my [F#] old man.
A ticket time bomb, ain't nobody [F#m] save me.
Back in the 380 and [B] finger from the [F#] space.
Such a scoundrel, but it don't matter.
I'm a [F#m] groove shot.
From shot from all the [B] books I said,
[F#] Fool's got.
I'm tired of being a nice guy.
[F#m] I've been fooling my life, but don't know [B] quite why.
[F#] So they label me a woman, take a [G#] care less.
[F#m] Never success is what I quest, cause I'm failing.
So lay it out.
Strings of death [Bm] roll down like [F#m] it ain't nothing.
Yeah.
[Bm] Strings of [F#m] death roll down.
Cause I'll put you [B] down like it ain't nothing.
[Bm] _ Strings of death [F#m] roll down.
Cause I'll put you [G#] down like [F#m] it ain't nothing.
Yeah.
[Bm] Strings of [F#m] death roll down.
Cause I'll put you [G#] down like it ain't nothing.
_ [D] Strings of [F#] death roll down.
I'm smarter than [D] Mary, and I'm even more stressed.
Wearing a vest, [Bm] open that damn end at my [F#] chest.
Butch too [Bm] young to fight the bullet.
[F#m] And in the trigger, I see my old bitch on my [G#] eyes.
This time I [F#] pull it.
I hope I [Bm] live to be a man.
[F#m] Be part of some big [B] plan to keep a brother and his [F#] snake pen.
Got repaid [Bm] over the years, I done [F#m] sacked many.
Proving [G#] wrong those who swore I wasn't [F#] ready for it.
Now they gotta cope.
[F#m] Since it's the only thing I [B] know.
It's difficult to [F#] let it go.
I'm [G#] struggling to lose my head cause I'm [F#m] worried.
Hustling to keep from getting [B] buried.
[F#] DJ Meemaw.
But now I gotta move on way down.
[F#m] Can't be sucking for the [B] spray the way I lay down.
[F#] My [G#] homie lost his family.
[F#m] Snap, shot up at the block to bring him [Bm] back.
The [F#m] Streets of Death.
But now I [G#] cheap down, right, [F#m] Gary?
Now, yeah.
[Bm] Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now I cheap [Bm] down, right, Gary?
Now.
_ Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now I cheap [Bm] down, right, [F#m] Gary?
Now, yeah.
[Bm] Streets of [F#m] Death.
Cause now [Bm] I cheap down, right, Gary?
Now.
[D] Streets [F#] of Death.
I'm dangerous with [Bm] drunk.
I only drink clear [F#m] gin, makes me sin [B] Unable to think clear, [F#] in the sea
Makes me think my [Bm] enemy is getting close, [F#m] no full force
Got me [G#] shooting at a ghost [F#] Some call me crazy, but this is what you gave me
[D] I'm of the babies who [Bm] raised up on this slavery [F#] I scored a vest and it was just to kill her [Bm] stress
[F#m] Moved out west and I invested all her bets [F#] Low she sat upon a bullet in a chest
[F#m] Split to breath by a [B] brother who was hopeless Blow up rope on a [G#] rope of insanity
[F#m] I only drink the smoke and come in [G#] from a broken family
[F#] Jayne Memo, I'm sick of being tired [F#m] Sick of this science, [B] my back
Ain't no [F#] time to fight it Tell push, but stop [G#] working cause I'm [F#m] fed
Tired of hearing these voices in my [Bm] head The [F#m] streets are dead cause I'll [G#] beat you down
Like [F#m] gay men, yeah
[Bm] The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [B] down Like [Bm] gay men, yeah
The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [G#] down Like [F#m] gay men, yeah
[Bm] The streets are [F#m] dead cause I'll beat you [Bm] down Like gay men, yeah
_ [D] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _