Chords for 2Pac - Ghost (OG)

[B] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Eb] _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Eb] Smoke ass [Cm] cops came save me, Mama tried to [Dm] grace me but had too many babies,
I thought I was a [Eb] motherfuckin' show, used to bond dope in his coat [Dm] and nearly choke
when he tell me not to smoke, said it [Eb] don't get me [Cm] started,
My mama smoke so god damn much, [Dm] when she was quick then I'm surprised I ain't
been started, At night I can't [Cm] sleep, count three, as they
pass through the [D] glass and my [Dm] neighbors smile, Deeply staring at the [Eb] wall, heard a [Cm] scream,
Wake up in the morning, see the [F] blood in the [Dm] hall from the murder scene,
Don't bother [Cm] just ask why, and try not to die,
As I fake [Dm] you through a jail, niggas still alive,
On the couch, [Eb] with a nigga sling they [Cm] crack, In the undercover [Dm] sack,
Post that dope I stay back, I don't dream about the [Eb] dope world,
Pick up [Cm] off from the button, watch the [Dm] smoke swell,
My ma's sperm goes boom, when he pull up [Cm] the plug,
Catch it love from his slug, then he feel [Dm] the thug,
Don't run out of breath, [Eb] every [Cm] step could be death to your blast,
And be [Dm] the last nigga left, and I'll be close,
Don't bother [Eb] just ask [Cm] why, and try not to die,
As I fake [Dm] you through a jail, niggas still alive,
Don't bother [Eb] just ask [Cm] why, and try not to [F] die,
As I fake you through a jail, [Dm] niggas still alive,
I'm selling juice for the [Eb] niggas gold [C] spot,
Thought I was tripping [Dm] the second time they rolled by,
Recognize the face, the faces [Eb] look familiar,
[Cm] But everybody swear they know the nigga [Dm] that's gonna kill ya,
Don't murder me, murder me, [Eb] kill a nigga [Cm] in his sleep,
Let me die as I [Dm] rest in peace,
Feed back to these niggas in the 7 deuce,
[Ab] A black 10 off the window, also let [Dm] it loose,
What could I use, for a fuck up and a return [Cm] fire,
Die for a fucking fire, if your [Dm] ass right,
Don't ask why, put out that off, everything [Eb] I had,
An empty clip, hit the ground, let the nigga [Dm] dash,
On my ass, what's the motherfucking [Cm] cops now,
Let it breathe, and try to keep from getting shot [Dm] down,
Goofbound, what's this sound, bullet crisp,
[Cm] Still running [F] like a nigga got [Dm] nine lives,
Don't know why, but I'm running to my fucking [Cm] pop,
Took a shot, tired of running from the [Dm] niggas and the cops,
Now I'mma be a cop,
[Cm] _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Gm] Don't grind, [Eb] just ask [F] why, and try not to die,
As I take you through a ghetto [Dm] nigga's lullaby,
Don't grind, [Eb] just ask [Cm] why, and try not to die,
As I take [Dm] you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby,
_ [Eb] _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ As I take you [Eb] through [Cm] _ _ _
[Dm] a ghetto nigga's lullaby,
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _