Chords for Biggie vs. Tupac vs. The Xx - Runnin' With The Xx [LONG VERSION ! ]

Tempo:
100.6 bpm
Chords used:

F

C

Am

D

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Biggie vs. Tupac vs. The Xx - Runnin' With The Xx [LONG VERSION ! ] chords
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Pockets a [A] strong dude, yo, I know Duke, you know what I'm saying?
He's real strong.
So [F] when it was like he got shot
I was just more like, again?
You know what I'm saying?
He always get shot or shot [Am] at.
He gonna pull through this one again, make a few records about it, and it's gonna be over, you know what I'm saying?
[Dm] But when he died, I was just like, whoa.
That kinda took me by [A] the
And even though we was going through our drama, I would never [D] wish death on nobody, you know what I'm saying?
[Am] Cause ain't no coming [F] back.
I grew up, but fucking screw up.
Got introduced to the gang, got an ounce and [Am] fucking blew up.
Chopping rocks overnight.
The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White.
[F] We had to grow treads to [Dm] change our description.
Two cops is on the milk, box missing.
[A] So they told you, no, they got stepped [D] on.
A fist full of bullets, [Am] a chest full of [F] Teflon.
Run from the police, picture that.
Nigga, I'm too fat.
I fuck around and catch [C] an asthma [Am] attack.
That's why I bust back.
It don't faze me.
When he drop, take his clock [C] and I'm [F] slazy.
Celebrate my escape, solar block, bought some weight, lay back, I got some money [C] to make.
I want to do it fast.
[D] [C] [F]
And [Am]
I feel so wrong.
God, I ain't [F] getting you wrong.
[Dm] I would like you to leave first.
But because money is evil, it's [A] not handy.
You lose your [D] opposing in the end.
[C] You feel I'm [F] having memories of high speeds when the cops crashed.
As I laugh, pushing the gas [Am] while my glocks blast.
We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart.
In the dark, when we survived through the bad [F] part.
Many dreams is what I had.
And many wishes.
No hesitation in [C] extermination of these [Am] bitches.
And these bitches, they still continue to pursue me.
[C] A couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to [F] screw me.
Even the cops try to do me.
So what can I do?
When stage 2 is slipping, [C] 22's a brewing.
[Am] Now the media is trying to test me.
Got the press having questions, trying to stress me.
[Cm] Misery [F] is all I see.
That's my mom's day.
My history with the police is like the crime rate.
[Am] My main man had two strikes lit.
Got arrested and flipped.
He screamed thug life and then beat the cliff.
[F]
[Am]
[D] [A] [C] [F]
[C] [D]
[A] [D] [C] [F] I grew up, I fucking screw up.
Got introduced to the game, got an ounce and [Am] fucking blew up.
Chopping rocks overnight.
The nigga Peeky Smalls trying to turn into the black, Frank White.
[F] We [Dm] had to go, tried to change our description.
Two cops is on the milk, box missing.
[A]
Showed they toes, you know they got stepped [D] on.
A fist full of bullets, [Am] a chest full of tampon.
[F] Run from the police, picture that.
Nigga, I'm too fat.
I fuck around and catch an [C] asthma [Am] attack.
That's why I bust back and don't faze me.
When he chump, take his clock and I'm [F] swayzy.
Celebrate my escape, solar block.
Put some weight, lay back.
I got some money [C] to make.
I got $100,000 [D] in debt.
[C] And [F]
[Am]
I feel so wrong.
[C] God, I really [F] mean wrong.
God, it's just my power.
Not to be evil.
But because money [D] is evil, if it's not [A] angry,
you lose your [F] composure, you can't be anything.
You feel I'm having memories of high speeds when the cops crash.
As I laugh, pushing the gas [C] while my clocks [Am] blast.
We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart.
In the dark, but we survived through the bad [F] part.
Many dreams is what I had.
And many wishes.
No hesitation in [C] extermination of these [Am] snitches.
And these bitches, they still continue to pursue me.
A [C] couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to [F] screw me.
Even the cops try to do me.
So what can I do but say truth?
Sipping [C] 22's of brew and [Am] now the media is trying to test me.
Got the press asking questions, trying to stress me.
[C] Misery [F] is all I see.
That's my mind state.
My history with the police has saved the crime rate.
[C] My main man [Am] had two stripes lip.
Got arrested and flicked.
He screamed club like an empty clip.
Cassata, [F] cassata, cassata, cassata, cassata.
[Am] [D] [A] [C] [F]
[C] [D]
[A] [D] [C] [F]
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C
3211
Am
2311
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A
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Learn the basic chords of 2Pac - (Dying To Live) Runnin chords, with this master sequence: F, C, Am, F, C, F, Am and C. To master the tempo, it's wise to start at 50 BPM before aiming for the song's 101 BPM. Configure the capo to your vocal range and chord preference, remembering the key of F Major.

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Pockets a [A] strong dude, yo, I know Duke, you know what I'm saying?
He's real strong.
So [F] when it was like he got shot
I was just more like, again?
You know what I'm saying?
He always get shot or shot [Am] at.
He gonna pull through this one again, make a few records about it, and it's gonna be over, you know what I'm saying?
[Dm] But when he died, I was just like, whoa.
_ That kinda took me by [A] the_
And even though we was going through our drama, I would never [D] wish death on nobody, you know what I'm saying?
[Am] Cause ain't no coming [F] back.
I grew up, but fucking screw up.
Got introduced to the gang, got an ounce and [Am] fucking blew up.
Chopping rocks overnight.
The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White.
[F] We had to grow treads to [Dm] change our description.
Two cops is on the milk, box missing.
[A] So they told you, no, they got stepped [D] on.
A fist full of bullets, [Am] a chest full of [F] Teflon.
Run from the police, picture that.
Nigga, I'm too fat.
I fuck around and catch [C] an asthma [Am] attack.
That's why I bust back.
It don't faze me.
When he drop, take his clock [C] and I'm [F] slazy.
Celebrate my escape, solar block, bought some weight, lay back, I got some money [C] to make.
I want to do it fast.
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ And _ _ [Am] _
_ I feel so wrong.
God, I ain't [F] getting you wrong.
[Dm] I would like you to leave first.
But because money is evil, it's [A] not handy.
You lose your [D] opposing in the end.
[C] You feel I'm [F] having memories of high speeds when the cops crashed.
As I laugh, pushing the gas [Am] while my glocks blast.
We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart.
In the dark, when we survived through the bad [F] part.
Many dreams is what I had.
And many wishes.
No hesitation in [C] extermination of these [Am] bitches.
And these bitches, they still continue to pursue me.
[C] A couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to [F] screw me.
Even the cops try to do me.
So what can I do?
When stage 2 is slipping, [C] 22's a brewing.
[Am] Now the media is trying to test me.
Got the press having questions, trying to stress me.
[Cm] Misery [F] is all I see.
That's my mom's day.
My history with the police is like the crime rate.
[Am] My main man had two strikes lit.
Got arrested and flipped.
He screamed thug life and then beat the cliff.
_ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [C] _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ [C] [F] I grew up, I fucking screw up.
Got introduced to the game, got an ounce and [Am] fucking blew up.
Chopping rocks overnight.
The nigga Peeky Smalls trying to turn into the black, Frank White.
[F] We [Dm] had to go, tried to change our description.
Two cops is on the milk, box missing.
[A]
Showed they toes, you know they got stepped [D] on.
A fist full of bullets, [Am] a chest full of tampon.
[F] Run from the police, picture that.
Nigga, I'm too fat.
I fuck around and catch an [C] asthma [Am] attack.
That's why I bust back and don't faze me.
When he chump, take his clock and I'm [F] swayzy.
Celebrate my escape, solar block.
Put some weight, lay back.
I got some money [C] to make.
I got $100,000 [D] in debt.
[C] And [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ I feel so wrong.
[C] God, I really [F] mean wrong.
God, it's just my power.
Not to be evil.
But because money [D] is evil, if it's not [A] angry,
you lose your [F] composure, you can't be anything.
You feel I'm having memories of high speeds when the cops crash.
As I laugh, pushing the gas [C] while my clocks [Am] blast.
We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart.
In the dark, but we survived through the bad [F] part.
Many dreams is what I had.
And many wishes.
No hesitation in [C] extermination of these [Am] snitches.
And these bitches, they still continue to pursue me.
A [C] couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to [F] screw me.
Even the cops try to do me.
So what can I do but say truth?
Sipping [C] 22's of brew and [Am] now the media is trying to test me.
Got the press asking questions, trying to stress me.
[C] Misery [F] is all I see.
That's my mind state.
My history with the police has saved the crime rate.
[C] My main man [Am] had two stripes lip.
Got arrested and flicked.
He screamed club like an empty clip.
Cassata, [F] cassata, cassata, cassata, cassata.
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ [C] _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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