Chords for 2pac - When thugs Cry

[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ When thugs cry, _ _ [Fm] _ now I lay me down to [Ab] sleep.
Fear the Lord, my [G] guns to keep.
_ I die before [Cm] I wake.
Pray the Lord my soul [Fm] to take.
_ _ [Ab] God has died.
When thugs [G] cry, I'm just hollering.
[Cm] War on thuggin' and lovin' the way I [Fm] came.
My big money clutchin', bluffin' while he [Ab] raidin'.
Cocaine bustin', my hoes rushin', see my clutchin' and doin' [G] sanity.
They shot at my cousin, now we bustin' at they old [Cm] family.
The cops wanna see me, bubby, I ain't bubby.
[Fm] I gotta love him to be eight, cause I'm fuckin' his secretary.
[Ab] I black out, and so I cuss and bust him and touch [G] him all.
They panic and bitch, duckin', I rush him and fuck [Cm] him all.
I'd rather be an old man before I understand [Fm] why.
I had to live my life with pistols, [Ab] clothes, and hands.
Kidnapped my homies, sister cut her face up bad.
[G] They even raped us, so we blaze they pad.
[Cm] Automatic shots, spray out on every block.
They puttin' [Fm] hits out on politicians, even cops.
[Ab] I ain't lyin', they got me sleepin' with my infrared beam.
And in my [G] dreams, I hear motherfuckers screamin',
what [Gm] is the meaning?
[Cm] When thugs cry, sugar-stained young child [Fm] ought to die.
[Ab] In the streets of Chum, where they lie.
And no one's cryin' [G] when thugs cry.
Dear God, [Cm] oh my, does it have to be [Fm] this way?
Our [Ab] children of the day won't stay by.
Let the children hear [G] when thugs cry.
Dear God, [Cm] oh my.
They had me mind [C] fixin' the French and got me buckin'.
[Fm] Where is the love?
Never quit my ambitions [Ab] for thugs.
Ain't shut a tick since the old school years of elementary.
[G] Niggas, I used to love, enclosed and [Cm] penitentiary.
Still, homie, keep it real.
How does it feel [Fm] to lose your life over something [Ab] that you did as a kid?
You all alone, no communication, block or the phone.
[G] Don't get along with your pop and clutch your mom's gold.
[Cm] When did we go wrong?
I put my soul in this song.
[Fm] To help us grow in time, but now our [Ab] minds are gone.
We went from brothers and sisters to niggas and bitches.
We [G] went from welfare livin' to worldwide riches.
[Cm] But something changed in this dirty game.
Everything's strange, [Fm] lost all my homies, no work, okay.
Man, [Ab] see they ask me if I shut a tick.
I ain't lie, [G] see you gotta get high or die, cause even [Cm] thugs cry.
Oh my, shouldn't send your child [Fm] out to die.
[Ab] In the streets of your wedding night.
Let the rocks cry out [G] when thugs cry.
Dear God, [Cm] oh my.
Does it have to be [Fm] this way?
[Ab] Children of today won't stay wise.
Let the children hear [G] when thugs cry.
Dear God, oh my.
With all I see [Cm] and leave's happening, knowing bitches and niggas with ventures.
Busting [Fm] motherfuckers with undercuts.
I leave them with digits, [Ab] cause they're my criminal mind.
Nobody violates the town.
[G] I write your name on a piece of paper.
Now your family's gone.
[Cm] Walk off the train like you can handle my team.
Submersibles and [Fm] mobs, I can take a man in your dreams.
[Ab] Leaving motherfuckers drowning in their own blood.
Glad to take a picture [G] later.
Laugh at them punk bitches that turn [Cm] snitches.
Regulate my area to terror.
I'll represent, [Fm] make your people disappear.
You wondering [Ab] where they went and my code for a visit.
I saw my soul addicted [G] to these streets.
Never find true peace, I'm told.
Come [Cm] take my body, God.
Don't let me suffer any longer.
[Fm] Smoke a pound of marijuana so I know it [Ab] ain't long.
Where is that dog, my nigga?
Is there a close?
[G] I suppose that's why I murder my foes with thugs [Cm] cry.
Oh my, shouldn't send your child [Fm] out to die.
In [Ab] the streets of Chum when they die.
Let no thugs cry at [G] when thugs die.
_ Oh my, [Cm] oh my.
Don't let them hurt my blood, [Fm] that's what I'll do.
[Ab] Killing up today won't stay wise.
Let the children hear [G] when thugs cry.
Dear God.
[Cm] Oh my, shouldn't send your child [Fm] out to die.
In [Ab] the streets of Chum when they die.
Let no thugs cry at [G] when thugs cry.
Dear God.
[Cm] Oh my, does it have to be [Fm] this way?
[Ab] Killing up today won't stay wise.
Let the children hear [G] when thugs cry.
Dear God.
[Cm] Oh my.
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