2Pac - Thug Style: [R U Still Down? (Remember Me)] Chords

_ _ _ Fuck Tupac, this nigga ain't shit.
Nigga ain't from the fucking New York.
Nigga be out there with them cabins.
[Ab] Yo [Dbm] nigga man, fuck Pac, [G] that nigga weak as fuck.
[Cm] Fuck what I'm always doing.
New York nigga, seen him with that [Ab] nigga man.
That nigga ain't from the West Coast, man.
Fuck Pac.
[Cm] Fuck that nigga, nigga be pretty, man.
[Ab] Freaking ass nigga, I ain't even fuck with that nigga, man.
Fuck [G] that nigga, let that nigga go to jail, man.
Fuck that nigga.
[Ab] Fuck _ you too, [Cm] nigga.
Y'all just bail out this [Ab] motherfucker.
Niggas throw your hands in the air.
If [G] you got G, make your speakers pop.
I want [Ab] motherfucking police trying to pull niggas over on this one.
[Cm] I'm taking this one to the whole nother level.
You [Ab] gotta feel, feel, feel.
[Cm] Things that we can only do as a real G.
We [Ab] ain't dead yet.
This man got my [G] Hennessy, find the fools.
In a room full of niggas trying to [Abm] hide their hoes.
I'm getting high off [G] the food, I got the time to slow.
I keep my mind on the [Ab] door, you'll never find me, bro.
And who me?
That [C] nigga living life like a G.
In that artillery, [Ab] keeping niggas off of me.
I can't sleep, I'm [C] living in the Zika time.
Keep niggas after [Ab] me, cause they see I'm stacking G's in heat.
You can [C] holler if you want to.
Please, I ain't [Ab] running with no punk crew.
Bleed [G] enemies in my ranger zone.
You're in the danger zone, [Fm] my fucking game is strong.
The hotline, you suckers better find your mind.
I got mine, from [Eb] grizzling and busting and rhyme.
Put my niggas up and [Cm] putting down on Riker's ass.
Stay where I'm at, a [Ab] nigga gotta use the staff.
These [Cm] niggas don't know my stack.
Niggas [Ab] smash through, but now it's a pile of chaff.
Trying to put A in the [A] force, but my force is wild.
Bitch [Ab] made it, I'm the boss.
These niggas don't know my stack.
Scream, [G] niggas don't know my stack.
Smash [Ab] through, but now it's a pile of [Fm] chaff.
Trying to put A in the [Cm] force, but my force is wild.
Bitch made it, niggas don't know my stack.
I could be [Ab] gone, but I never got gone.
With cops, it's like they suck.
I'm [F] making niggas duck for blocks and all the time.
My mind's full of thoughts and [Ab] ends.
I'm still rolling my [Eb] dick, but I bought me a pen.
My fake [Bm] friends say they love me, but I [Ab] know they lie.
Cause in the [F] dark, see their hearts full of homicide.
My mama [Bb] cried when they took me off the [Ab] bed.
Lonely me inside the [Eb] cell.
Straight lock up in this hell, I hear some sucker [Bb] screaming like the demons inside.
[C] Well, I'm away in the morning, only the storms survive.
I cry, but in my own way, swallow my pride.
Pick up fees in the high, from all the naked, die.
Cemetery full of [G] bullets, I buried it, going [Ab] down.
Even now I wonder, [Fm] will I still be around?
My hometown is the [Cm] gutter I was born around.
Came up out the [Fm] dust with my heartless staff.
These [G] niggas don't know my stack.
I could [Ab] smash through, but now it's a pile of chaff.
[Fm] Trying to put A in the [Cm] force, but my force is wild.
Bitch made it, [Ab] niggas don't know my stack.
[Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
I [Fm] remember [Cm] uptown, got the kids to listen in the midst of [Ab] magic.
Cutting up the hits and even though I had a [Cm] habit.
Making words rhyme, I was caught up in the [Ab] madness.
Juvenile rhymes, come on.
I tell the [C] whole story, nothing but truth.
Halloween throwing [Eb] eggs from the front deck.
Roots will beat me, young [G] D wouldn't get gas.
Trying to whip up the [Ab] hoops, who was quick to snap.
Remember, mama still [Cm] getting laid.
No school straight, hooking.
And trying to keep [Fm] my light skin, that's a good looking.
And jumping [Cm] over tongue fouls, cause we ain't paying.
Crawling through [Fm] these cuss words, but we on the plan.
I'm praying I [Ab] could get a book, no luck.
I had to move around a lot, cause my mom's stuck.
I had family, [Cm] but I was way too wild.
Had to move to the [Fm] west to regain my style.
These [Cm] niggas don't know my style.
I could smash through, but [Fm] now it's a pile of chaff.
Trying to put A in the [Cm] force, but my force is wild.
Bitch made it, [Ab] niggas don't know my stack.
[Fm] These [A] niggas don't know my stack.
I could smash through, but now it's a pile of chaff.
Trying to put A in the [Cm] force, but my force is wild.
Bitch made it, [Fm] niggas don't know my stack.
These [G] niggas don't know my stack.
I could smash through, but [G] now it's a pile of chaff.
Trying to put A in the force, but my force is wild.
Bitch made it, niggas don't know [C] my stack.
These [Eb] niggas don't know [G] my stack.
I could smash through, but [D] now it's a pile of chaff.
Trying to put A [G] in the force, but my force is wild.
Bitch made it, niggas [D] don't know my stack.
These [Bbm] niggas don't know my stack.
These [Ab] niggas don't know my stack.
[F] I could smash through, but now it's a pile of chaff.
Trying to put A in the [B] force, but my [Ab] force is wild.
Bitch made it, [F] niggas don't know [C] my stack.
These niggas don't know my stack.
I could smash through, but [F] now it's a pile of chaff.
Trying to put A in [C] the force, but my force is wild.
Bitch made it, [F] niggas don't know my