Chords for 2pac Hennessy [Lyrics]

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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [E] Yeah.
F**k that, [Em] man.
_ [Am] Hennessy, Hen-
Just pour me [Em] a little Hennessy.
That's dark as sh**.
[Em]
That's right.
Pour me some of that too, baby.
They [Am] want a nose, my [Em] role model.
It's in the brown bottle.
Yo, what's the motherf**kin' motto, n***a?
Hennessy.
They [Am] want a nose, my [Em] role model.
It's in the brown bottle.
[Em] You know our motherf**kin' motto.
_ [Am] Hennessy. _
_ [Em] Y'all n***as can't f**k [G] with this [C] old dub [Em] _ _ sh**.
[Am] Hennessy. _
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_ [E] _ _ [Em] Hennessy.
[C] _ [F#] The [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
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atmosphere [Em] is nice, bitch.
Hennessy. Hennessy.
You know our motherfuckin' motto.
Fantasy.
Ha ha ha ha.
Y'all [Am] niggas can't fuck [Em] with this old dog shit. _
Fantasy.
That's what I'm sippin' [A] on.
Now let me tell him [Em] who I be.
Big ballin' ass nigga named [E] Price.
Now I was born [Em] in Detroit on the [Am] side that's west.
[Em] Trouble child comin' up, I had to ride [F#] I [Em] guess.
Tried to apply myself, [Am] but niggas was ballin'.
My [Em] mama couldn't tell me shit.
The streets was callin'.
I was often involved with niggas [Am] breakin' the law.
[Em] I look back, cock nigga, we was bankin' [F#] on [Em] raw.
Funk got it [Am] pumpin'.
He had to connect [E] through the sack
[Em] to his little niggas workin' [F#] his [Em] set.
And if you got it, you gettin' wet.
[Am] Nigga bet on that.
[E] Don't come [Em] around her on that floor [F#] shit.
[Em] Detroit niggas off shit.
Robbin' [Am] niggas in the doorway.
[Em] That's right.
Grip my .44,
that's the sure way.
And this shit road [Am] days.
All eyes [Em] on me.
We was loony [C] I suppose.
[D] You the [Em] guy homie.
Old Trice always [Am] rep his block.
[Em] Pass the hand and that ice.
I'm on the [G] track with my [Em] nigga.
They wanna know who's my role [Am] model.
It's in the brown [Em] bottle.
Yo, what's up motherfuckin' model nigga?
They wanna know who's my role model.
[Am] It's in the brown [Em] bottle.
You know I'm a motherfuckin' model.
And this shit.
Ha ha ha ha.
Y'all [Am] niggas stay fucked [Em] with this old dub and shit. _
And this shit.
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Hey, [Em] _ _ _ Pac.
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[C] _ [Em] _ Nigga Detroit love [Am] you boy.
_ [Em] _ _ _ Put it down [F#m] out here.
I [Em] mean, _ you know, _ _ [Am] me and my [Em] family,
my friends, we rap for you always.
_ _ [Am] _ To [Em] apocalypse now, to infinity [F#] boy.
[Em] _ _ Forever.
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_ [Em] _ J.D. Reckings. _ _
Peace, quota.
_ _ [Am] What up?
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Em] _ _ Old _ [Am] Trice.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ Pour out [F#m] a little