Chords for 2Pac - Tradin War Stories

_ _ I mean, how do you pronounce your name?
Tupac.
Tupac.
Mm-hmm.
Remember, like two, like two, and pock, like pocket.
You're gonna go wrong.
Just Tupac.
Beep, [C#m] beep, beep.
A [G#m] military mind, nigga.
A military mind means [A] money.
[C#m] A criminal mind, nigga.
[B] A criminal mind means hustle.
You know.
[C#m] We trade war shorts.
We outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas out to spy.
Look in [A] my eyes.
[C#m] We trade war shorts.
We outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas out to spy.
Look in my eyes.
[C#m] The Kenyan mind picture.
A plug nigga [G#m] drinking hard liquor.
This ghetto right has got me [A] catching up to God [C#m] quicker.
Who would figure that all I [G#m] need was a head trigger?
Semi-automatic Mac 11 just to scare [C#m] niggas.
Martin, my plug poetry.
[G#m] The suckers is born every day.
And thin man [A] grow on [C#m] trees.
Criminal ties for centuries.
[G#m] I'm legend in my own rhyme.
[E] Some niggas whisper when they reach [C#m] the Maccabelly.
Was my mother Donald Gordon.
[G#m] My father Faker.
Mama sent me to go play [A] with the drug [C#m] dealers.
Hips full.
We thug [G#m] niggas and we came in packs.
Every one of my niggas straps it.
Been on [C#m] yak.
In the back, my AR [B]-15.
Fuck until I die.
These streets got me [A] craving [C#m] Thorazine.
My lyrics from Blue [G#m] Prince to money making.
Fat as that ass, that honey shaking.
My niggas [C#m] trading war shorts.
We outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas out to spy.
Look in my [A] eyes.
[C#m] We trade war shorts.
We outlaws [B] on the rise.
Jealous niggas out to spy.
Look in my eyes.
I'm up [C#m] to straight.
We trade war shorts.
Fucking this shit.
They call [B] it over thugging and shit.
But I'm just a younger nigga getting [A] older.
You [C#m] loving this shit.
But what was I doing in this place?
[G#m] To the face without a pistol in the first.
Fake determination ain't [C#m] the worst.
But I fake it.
The play the war.
[G#m] The watch all these players hate.
And niggas position for [A] I can see [C#m] them all.
Made it up out of their lucky [G#m] clues.
Be here to tell you.
But it'll never be a repeat.
People, [C#m] I'm trying to tell you.
Now picture the scenery.
I'm thugged out.
[G#m] Smoked through greenery.
Considered a BG.
But I'm offing this [A] game something [C#m] beefy.
My eyes don't see these.
I'm young [G#m] and burnt out.
Learn to know how.
Well, how do now?
My 18 turned up [C#m] and wide open.
And riding the smoking.
[G#m] Collide with foes in the first place.
Y'all shouldn't have fucked with us [A] in the first [C#m] place.
Got real old keys.
Drop a gang [G#m] to the youngsters.
Y'all don't want no fuckers.
Y'all be the next in the long line.
[C#m] We trade war shorts.
We outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas I despise.
Look in [A] my eyes.
We [C#m] trade war shorts.
We outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas I despise.
Look in my eyes.
I [C#m] trade war shorts.
With this gangsta war [G#m] story tell.
Stacking loot up in the coop.
Then I protect with [A] a mag.
With [C#m] a clap my clip in the chamber.
Fool your [G#m] life's in danger.
No one will remain.
When I come [C#m] through, government sane.
Call me Volung Bane.
No pain.
Just slaying [G#m] moving game.
I be the nigga that's pulling the trigger.
And never know how I was [A] a figure.
More [C#m] big up all your rules.
All the blood.
[B] Fade them all.
We buck that ass up against the wall.
Have a gang that'll stand up for me.
While we [C#m] bucks him down all the way to the ground.
Ain't nothing but a [B] hog in me.
Plus stuff is still dope.
Killing up hoes that keep [A] mobbing.
G.
[C#m] It ain't no problem to fuck, dog.
Don't double out fucks if [G#m] it's all dog. _ _
We [C#m] playing war stories.
We outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas I despise.
Look in my [A] eyes.
We [C#m] trading war stories.
We outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas I despise.
[A] Look in my eyes.
[C#m] My whole family been raised on shit [G#m] that ain't okay.
Ain't nothing on the Zerg will make a nigga [A] like me stay.
[C#m] I reminiscing and catching [G#m] flashbacks.
When niggas ran up in my house.
And I was too young to try to [C#m] flashback what happened then.
No one would tell me since [B] I was three.
Heard that God took my peoples.
Now they living [A] somewhere free.
[C#m] But fuck that.
You got what's mine [G#m] and I want that.
Never drop my guard.
Been on the squad since ways [C#m] back.
And now I'm sitting holding it.
Anger [G#m] because my parents missing.
Thugging immortal.
We got some war [A] stories for you.
[C#m] Now look at me.
Straight outlaw [G#m] immortal.
Never gave a fuck.
Cause I was nobody's daughter.
[C#m] Outlawing from my tits to my clits.
Don't [G#m] try to figure.
Cause the murderous tendencies in my mind [A] can't be controlled, [C#m] nigga.
So who's the bigger?
Who's the [G#m] quickest killer?
Would you try to whip with my finger on that 9 [C#m] miller?
When I got your own [G#m] canine foot.
Spraying to God as your life goes back [A] and forth.
We [C#m] trading war stories.
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_ [C#m] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [C#m] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
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[A] _ [C#m] _ _ _ [G#m] Jealous niggas.
I look in my eyes.
We [C#m] trade war stories.
Outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas.
I look in my [A] eyes.
We [C#m] trade war stories.
Outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas.
I look in my eyes.
We [C#m] trade war stories.
Outlaws [B] on the rise.
Jealous niggas.
I look in my [A] eyes.
We [C#m] trade war stories.
Outlaws [B] on the rise.
Jealous niggas.
I look in my eyes.
We [C#m] trade war stories.
Outlaws [B] on the rise.
Jealous niggas.
[G#m] I look in my eyes.
We [A] [C#m] trade war stories.
Outlaws [G#m] on the rise.
Jealous niggas.
I look in my eyes.
We [C#m] trade war stories.
War stories, [G#m] nigga.
What players do?
[A] [C#m] Thug life.
Outlaw in the morning.
[G#m] Motherfucking 2Pac.
AKA [C#m] Machiavelli.
Can you feel [B] that?
_ Just so you know.
[A] _ [C#m] _ So, Debra.
[G#m] _ My niggas love that shit.
[C#m] Drama cider with this motherfucker.
[G#m] _ Yeah, nigga.
Shout [A] out to niggas.
[C#m] Spade of a felony.
C [G#m]-Bow.
_ _ [A] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _