Chords for 2PAC - GHOST RECON WILDLANDS (SABIMIXX)
Tempo:
90.85 bpm
Chords used:
F
Fm
F#
B
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack Rowe, niggas get their caps filled, black boots to the west
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love [Fm] niggas
I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with [Fm] Jack Rowe, niggas get their [G#] caps filled, black [F] boots to the west
Sick, thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on making money, but you stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never fronted, and I doubt [Fm] if I do
Cause if I did, [F#] then I'd get beat up by my [F] fucking crew
A real nigga, since you figure that you ready to box
You're catching up on my nigga, Freddy Fox
You really don't want none from Pac, cause I'm strapped with a Glock
And some thangs like I'm going to box
I'll hit this motherfucking gin and I'll be all in
Hell yeah, young nigga straight ballin'
And everybody wants to see if I'm a G
Weighing 165, and I'm high till I fucking die
Thug life in this motherfucker catching wreck
Big stretch, hit me off when I hit the set
But now I'm cool cause I'm tipsy and I [Fm] feel it
Nigga, trying to see [F] if I'm a killer
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love [Fm] niggas
I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack [Fm] Rowe, niggas get their caps [B] filled, black [F] boots to the west
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack [Fm] Rowe, niggas get their caps [D] filled, black [F] boots to the west
Y'all don't hear me?
I got these niggas yacking in my face
About some shit that never took place
And what you see is what you get, that's what he told [Fm] me
I peaked it in his post, [F] exposed the fucking pony
I'm getting richer so they claim to be my homie
With them bitches they be screaming, down on me
Hey, it's getting drastic, gunning niggas down [Fm] cause they plastic
Speak [F] on the G and get that ass kicked
It's dust inside a casket, ripping this shit like it's my motherfucking last hit
Hey, ain't wonder why niggas nothing nice and every time I bust another fuck for the tax
It's dust inside a casket, ripping this shit like it's my motherfucking last hit
Hey, ain't wonder why niggas nothing nice and every time I bust another fuck for the tax
Mama rake me as a tag nigga, we love niggas
[Fm] I'm a millionaire started [F] as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Association with Tap, [Fm] bro, niggas get their caps [F#] filled, black [F] food is the west
Mama rake me as a tag nigga, we love niggas
[Fm] I'm a millionaire started [F] as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Association with Tap, [Fm] bro, niggas get their caps [F#] filled, black food [F] is the west
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[F] [B]
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack Rowe, niggas get their caps filled, black boots to the west
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love [Fm] niggas
I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with [Fm] Jack Rowe, niggas get their [G#] caps filled, black [F] boots to the west
Sick, thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on making money, but you stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never fronted, and I doubt [Fm] if I do
Cause if I did, [F#] then I'd get beat up by my [F] fucking crew
A real nigga, since you figure that you ready to box
You're catching up on my nigga, Freddy Fox
You really don't want none from Pac, cause I'm strapped with a Glock
And some thangs like I'm going to box
I'll hit this motherfucking gin and I'll be all in
Hell yeah, young nigga straight ballin'
And everybody wants to see if I'm a G
Weighing 165, and I'm high till I fucking die
Thug life in this motherfucker catching wreck
Big stretch, hit me off when I hit the set
But now I'm cool cause I'm tipsy and I [Fm] feel it
Nigga, trying to see [F] if I'm a killer
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love [Fm] niggas
I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack [Fm] Rowe, niggas get their caps [B] filled, black [F] boots to the west
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack [Fm] Rowe, niggas get their caps [D] filled, black [F] boots to the west
Y'all don't hear me?
I got these niggas yacking in my face
About some shit that never took place
And what you see is what you get, that's what he told [Fm] me
I peaked it in his post, [F] exposed the fucking pony
I'm getting richer so they claim to be my homie
With them bitches they be screaming, down on me
Hey, it's getting drastic, gunning niggas down [Fm] cause they plastic
Speak [F] on the G and get that ass kicked
It's dust inside a casket, ripping this shit like it's my motherfucking last hit
Hey, ain't wonder why niggas nothing nice and every time I bust another fuck for the tax
It's dust inside a casket, ripping this shit like it's my motherfucking last hit
Hey, ain't wonder why niggas nothing nice and every time I bust another fuck for the tax
Mama rake me as a tag nigga, we love niggas
[Fm] I'm a millionaire started [F] as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Association with Tap, [Fm] bro, niggas get their caps [F#] filled, black [F] food is the west
Mama rake me as a tag nigga, we love niggas
[Fm] I'm a millionaire started [F] as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Association with Tap, [Fm] bro, niggas get their caps [F#] filled, black food [F] is the west
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[Fm] [F]
[F] [B]
Key:
F
Fm
F#
B
G#
F
Fm
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack Rowe, niggas get their caps filled, black boots to the west
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love [Fm] niggas
I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with [Fm] Jack Rowe, niggas get their [G#] caps filled, black [F] boots to the west
Sick, thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on making money, but you stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never fronted, and I doubt [Fm] if I do
Cause if I did, [F#] then I'd get beat up by my [F] fucking crew
A real nigga, since you figure that you ready to box
You're catching up on my nigga, Freddy Fox
You really don't want none from Pac, cause I'm strapped with a Glock
And some thangs like I'm going to box
I'll hit this motherfucking gin and I'll be all in
Hell yeah, young nigga straight ballin'
And everybody wants to see if I'm a G
Weighing 165, and I'm high till I fucking die
Thug life in this motherfucker catching wreck
Big stretch, hit me off when I hit the set
But now I'm cool cause I'm tipsy and I [Fm] feel it
Nigga, trying to see [F] if I'm a killer
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love [Fm] niggas
I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack [Fm] Rowe, niggas get their caps [B] filled, black [F] boots to the west
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack [Fm] Rowe, niggas get their caps [D] filled, black [F] boots to the west
Y'all don't hear me?
I got these niggas yacking in my face
About some shit that never took place
And what you see is what you get, that's what he told [Fm] me
I peaked it in his post, [F] exposed the fucking pony
I'm getting richer so they claim to be my homie
With them bitches they be screaming, down on me
Hey, it's getting drastic, gunning niggas down [Fm] cause they plastic
Speak [F] on the G and get that ass kicked
It's dust inside a casket, ripping this shit like it's my motherfucking last hit
Hey, ain't wonder why niggas nothing nice and every time I bust another fuck for the tax
It's dust inside a casket, ripping this shit like it's my motherfucking last hit
Hey, ain't wonder why niggas nothing nice and every time I bust another fuck for the tax
Mama rake me as a tag nigga, we love niggas
[Fm] I'm a millionaire started [F] as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Association with Tap, [Fm] bro, niggas get their caps [F#] filled, black [F] food is the west
Mama rake me as a tag nigga, we love niggas
[Fm] I'm a millionaire started [F] as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Association with Tap, [Fm] bro, niggas get their caps [F#] filled, black food [F] is the west _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack Rowe, niggas get their caps filled, black boots to the west
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love [Fm] niggas
I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with [Fm] Jack Rowe, niggas get their [G#] caps filled, black [F] boots to the west
Sick, thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on making money, but you stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never fronted, and I doubt [Fm] if I do
Cause if I did, [F#] then I'd get beat up by my [F] fucking crew
A real nigga, since you figure that you ready to box
You're catching up on my nigga, Freddy Fox
You really don't want none from Pac, cause I'm strapped with a Glock
And some thangs like I'm going to box
I'll hit this motherfucking gin and I'll be all in
Hell yeah, young nigga straight ballin'
And everybody wants to see if I'm a G
Weighing 165, and I'm high till I fucking die
Thug life in this motherfucker catching wreck
Big stretch, hit me off when I hit the set
But now I'm cool cause I'm tipsy and I [Fm] feel it
Nigga, trying to see [F] if I'm a killer
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love [Fm] niggas
I'm a millionaire [F] started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack [Fm] Rowe, niggas get their caps [B] filled, black [F] boots to the west
I'm a rake here as a tag nigga, we love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Reconciliation with Jack [Fm] Rowe, niggas get their caps [D] filled, black [F] boots to the west
Y'all don't hear me?
I got these niggas yacking in my face
About some shit that never took place
And what you see is what you get, that's what he told [Fm] me
I peaked it in his post, [F] exposed the fucking pony
I'm getting richer so they claim to be my homie
With them bitches they be screaming, down on me
Hey, it's getting drastic, gunning niggas down [Fm] cause they plastic
Speak [F] on the G and get that ass kicked
It's dust inside a casket, ripping this shit like it's my motherfucking last hit
Hey, ain't wonder why niggas nothing nice and every time I bust another fuck for the tax
It's dust inside a casket, ripping this shit like it's my motherfucking last hit
Hey, ain't wonder why niggas nothing nice and every time I bust another fuck for the tax
Mama rake me as a tag nigga, we love niggas
[Fm] I'm a millionaire started [F] as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Association with Tap, [Fm] bro, niggas get their caps [F#] filled, black [F] food is the west
Mama rake me as a tag nigga, we love niggas
[Fm] I'm a millionaire started [F] as a drug dealer, but for my fame, fame, and fame, man
Association with Tap, [Fm] bro, niggas get their caps [F#] filled, black food [F] is the west _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _