Chords for Tupac - Hellrazor

Tempo:
97.9 bpm
Chords used:

Gm

Ab

Cm

Bb

Eb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Tupac - Hellrazor chords
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I got shot.
I always thought I got to be shot.
But I didn't think it was going to happen at that particular moment.
Get that line up.
Get that line up.
Clear.
Stop CPR.
Everybody clear.
Get to the hospital.
Alright.
[Bb] Come on, CPR.
Come on, [N] you're not alive.
Get him out.
Come on, he's going to
[D] [Eb] I can't believe [E] this.
Come [Fm] on.
No, come [Ab] on.
Come on.
You can't [N] have this.
Come on.
You can call him and tell him [Eb] that the patient's DOA [E] is gone.
[Fm] [C] Piggy, [D] man, we got it going on, baby.
It's [Gm] on and [C] cracking, man.
He's gone, baby.
[Em] You the man.
You the man.
[Am] Champagne, cabbie, [Gm] all dreams from now [Em] on, baby.
Plats, baby.
Straight plats, homie.
Baby, baby.
[Am] Right.
[Dm] We on and [Em] cracking from now on, man.
You know what I'm [C] saying?
Ha!
[B] You alive?
I mean, you [Cm] sane?
Hell motherfucking yeah.
[Gm] This one [Ab] goes out to my nigga Mike Cooley.
[Bb] Hell [Cm] yeah.
[Gm] [Ab] Boom, duckin', heartless and [Bb] mean, muggin' [Cm] at 16 on the scene, [Gm] watch me, it's [Ab] buggin'.
Kickin' up ducks with the [Gm] OGs, [Cm] smokin' up the [Gm] game that was told to me.
[Ab] I ain't never told the cats that I couldn't [Bb] shoot.
[Cm] I learned not to touch a bitch [Gm] from the bottom, toots, but [Ab] taught lessons.
A young nigga askin' questions [Bb] while I was a sucker,
[Cm] was guessin' [Gm] I was dangerous, [Ab] next thing.
Elementary [Bb] wasn't meant for me, can't complain.
[Eb] I'm here to spoil the spin of century and cut the class in half, I'm gon' blast it.
Straight magic, rhymin' through the overpass, [C] laughin'.
[Gb] While these other motherfuckers [Ab] try to stick around.
[Cm] Go down, they jealous [Gm] of a nigga's clout.
[Ab] Tell me though, can you feel me?
I [Bb] keep my finger on the trigger, [Cm] cause some niggas [Gm] tryna kill me.
[Ab] And mama ain't the hell [Bb] raisin'.
Every day [Cm] gettin' laid, Moldy, [Eb] Summer's Pager.
[Ab] Straight stressin', a fugitive, my [Bb] occupation is [Cm]
undeflected.
Wanted [Gm] for investigation, [Ab] and even though I'm off for death.
I'ma swap till I lose my breath, [Gm] my spots.
[Ab] Every time I see this paper, see my [Bb] picture.
[Cm] When the niggas get your picture, [Gm] they come to get ya.
[Ab] It's like a motherfuckin' trap.
And they wonder [Cm] why I saw a bein' black.
Dear Lord, [Gm] can you feel [Ab] me?
[Bb] Mama ain't the [Cm] hell [Gm] raisin', stress gettin' [Ab] major.
Lord be my [Gm] savior.
[Cm] Mama ain't the hell [Gm] raisin', stress gettin' [Ab] major.
Lord be my savior.
[Cm] Mama ain't the hell raisin', stress gettin' major.
[Ab] Lord be my [Gm] savior.
[Cm] Mama ain't the hell [Gm] raisin', stress gettin' [Ab] major.
Lord be my savior.
[Gm] [Cm] Mama ain't the hell [Gm] raisin'.
Dear Lord, can you feel [Cm] me?
Stress gettin' major.
[Gm] [Cm] Mama ain't the hell [Gm] raisin', stress gettin' major.
[Eb] Tell me Lord, can you feel me?
Show a sign.
If they're runnin' [Cm] out of time, [Gm] everybody's done.
[Ab] Mama ain't the hell [Bb] raisin', can't figure.
[Cm] Why you let the police [Gm] beat down niggas?
I'm [Ab] startin' to think all the rich in the world [Bb] are sick.
[Cm] All the po' bays bustin' [Gm] in the early grades.
[Ab] Bro, I come save [Bb] the youth.
Ain't nothin' else to do but [Eb] have faith in you.
Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope you understand.
Forgive me for my mistakes, I got to slay my head.
And my hands [Bb] on the 16 shot, semi [Cm] automatic.
Crookin' cock, killin' clock.
[Ab] Tell me Lord, can you feel me?
Show [Bb] a way.
[Cm] I'm playin' but my enemies [Gm] won't go away.
[Ab] And everywhere I turn, [Bb] I see niggas burn.
Every nigga [Gb] that I know's hoes that broke.
My [F] young homie's 17 and pay the price.
Lil' young motherfucker [Gm] doin' triple life.
[Ab] Know I never meant to let it.
[Bb] It's gettin' better.
[Cm] If my nigga knew the truth, [Gm] he'd hit the roof.
[Ab] Just heard your baby's mama was smoked [Bb] out.
[Cm] Fuck the drama, wanna [Gm] break my low scouts.
[Ab] Smokin' blood, gettin' drunk.
Bro, let's anger, [Cm] rape, gin.
Brother, break my nigga out the [Gm] fuckin' pen.
[Ab] Mama, raise the hell raiser.
Gotta [Bb] be a [Cm] good person.
Yeah, [Gm] come on, uh.
[Cm] Mama, raise the hell raiser.
Dear Lord, can you feel me?
I'm speckin' major.
[Ab] Lord, be my savior.
[Gm] Uh, [Cm] I'ma raise a hell raiser.
[Gm] [Ab] Lord, be my [Bb] savior.
Uh, [Cm] mama, raise the hell [Eb] raiser.
It's gettin' major.
[Ab] Lord, be my savior.
[Bb] Uh, [Cm] mama, raise the hell raiser.
It's gettin' major.
[Ab] Dear Lord, can you hear [Bb] me?
It's just me, a young nigga [Ab] tryin' to make it on these rough streets.
I'm on my knees beggin', please [Db] come save [Gm] me.
A whole world unmade a nigga [Ab] crazy.
I got my three, five, seven, can't [Cm] control it.
Screamin', die, motherfucker, [Gm] Eddie's loaded.
[Ab] Everybody run for cover.
I'm gone [Bb] sit.
Young [Cm] life, motherfucker, [Gm] I jump quick.
And [Ab] I'm a bull if I am, [Gm] don't worry me.
But [Cm] through it all, I'm gettin' high, so [Gm] let's bury me.
[Ab] Dear Lord, if you hear me, tell me [Gm] why.
[Cm] Little girl like Natasha [Eb] had to die.
She [Ab] never got to see the bullets, [Bb] just heard the shot.
Her [Cm] little body couldn't take it, [Gm] so she dropped.
And when [Ab] I saw it on the news, I was busted, [Bb] girl.
Kill [Cm] Natasha, now I'm [Gm] screamin', fuck the [Ab] world.
In the end, it's my friends [Eb] that flip-flopped.
[Cm] Lick locks on my dick when [Gm] my shit drop.
[Ab] Young life, motherfucker, I lick [Bb] shots.
[Cm] Every nigga on my block [Gm] drop two cops.
[Ab] Dear Lord, can you hear me [Bb] when I die?
Let [Cm] a nigga be strapped, [Eb] fucked up and high.
Put [Ab] my hands on the trigger, thug [Gm] nigga.
[Cm] Stressin' like a [Gm] motherfuckin' drug dealer.
[Ab] And even in the darkest [Bb] night, I'm a thug for [Cm] life.
I got the heart to [Gm] fight [Ab] now.
Mama, raise the hell, raise the wild [Bb] cry.
[Cm] That's this life, bring it down, [Gm] do or die.
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Let's start jamming 2Pac - 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted chords, practice the chord sequence Ab, Bb, Cm, Gm, Ab, Cm and Ab. To build a solid grasp, start slowly at 48 BPM and then match the original tempo of 98 BPM. Set the capo considering your vocal range and favored chords, aligned with the key: Eb Major.

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_ _ I got shot.
I always thought I got to be shot.
But I didn't think it was going to happen at that particular moment.
Get that line up.
Get that line up.
_ _ Clear.
Stop CPR.
Everybody clear.
Get to the hospital.
_ _ Alright. _
[Bb] Come on, CPR.
Come on, [N] you're not alive.
Get him out.
Come on, he's going to_ _
[D] [Eb] I can't believe [E] this.
Come [Fm] on.
No, come [Ab] on.
Come on.
You can't [N] have this.
Come on.
You can call him and tell him [Eb] that the patient's DOA [E] is gone.
[Fm] [C] Piggy, [D] man, we got it going on, baby.
It's [Gm] on and [C] cracking, man.
He's gone, baby.
[Em] You the man.
You the man.
[Am] Champagne, cabbie, [Gm] all dreams from now [Em] on, baby.
Plats, baby.
Straight plats, homie.
Baby, baby.
[Am] Right.
[Dm] We on and [Em] cracking from now on, man.
You know what I'm [C] saying?
Ha!
[B] You alive?
I mean, you [Cm] sane?
Hell motherfucking yeah.
_ [Gm] This one [Ab] goes out to my nigga Mike Cooley.
[Bb] Hell [Cm] yeah.
[Gm] _ [Ab] Boom, duckin', heartless and [Bb] mean, muggin' [Cm] at 16 on the scene, [Gm] watch me, it's [Ab] buggin'.
Kickin' up ducks with the [Gm] OGs, [Cm] smokin' up the [Gm] game that was told to me.
[Ab] I ain't never told the cats that I couldn't [Bb] shoot.
[Cm] I learned not to touch a bitch [Gm] from the bottom, toots, but [Ab] taught lessons.
A young nigga askin' questions [Bb] while I was a sucker,
[Cm] was guessin' [Gm] I was dangerous, [Ab] next thing.
Elementary [Bb] wasn't meant for me, can't complain.
[Eb] I'm here to spoil the spin of century and cut the class in half, I'm gon' blast it.
Straight magic, rhymin' through the overpass, [C] laughin'.
[Gb] While these other motherfuckers [Ab] try to stick around.
[Cm] Go down, they jealous [Gm] of a nigga's clout.
[Ab] Tell me though, can you feel me?
I [Bb] keep my finger on the trigger, [Cm] cause some niggas [Gm] tryna kill me.
[Ab] And mama ain't the hell [Bb] raisin'.
Every day [Cm] gettin' laid, Moldy, [Eb] Summer's Pager.
[Ab] Straight stressin', a fugitive, my [Bb] occupation is [Cm]
undeflected.
Wanted [Gm] for investigation, [Ab] and even though I'm off for death.
I'ma swap till I lose my breath, [Gm] my spots.
[Ab] Every time I see this paper, see my [Bb] picture.
[Cm] When the niggas get your picture, [Gm] they come to get ya.
[Ab] It's like a motherfuckin' trap.
And they wonder [Cm] why I saw a bein' black.
Dear Lord, [Gm] can you feel [Ab] me?
_ _ [Bb] Mama ain't the [Cm] hell [Gm] raisin', stress gettin' [Ab] major.
Lord be my [Gm] savior.
[Cm] Mama ain't the hell [Gm] raisin', stress gettin' [Ab] major.
Lord be my savior.
[Cm] Mama ain't the hell raisin', stress gettin' major.
[Ab] Lord be my [Gm] savior.
[Cm] Mama ain't the hell [Gm] raisin', stress gettin' [Ab] major.
Lord be my savior.
[Gm] [Cm] Mama ain't the hell [Gm] raisin'.
Dear Lord, can you feel [Cm] me?
Stress gettin' major.
[Gm] [Cm] Mama ain't the hell [Gm] raisin', stress gettin' major.
[Eb] Tell me Lord, can you feel me?
Show a sign.
If they're runnin' [Cm] out of time, [Gm] everybody's done.
[Ab] Mama ain't the hell [Bb] raisin', can't figure.
[Cm] Why you let the police [Gm] beat down niggas?
I'm [Ab] startin' to think all the rich in the world [Bb] are sick.
[Cm] All the po' bays bustin' [Gm] in the early grades.
[Ab] Bro, I come save [Bb] the youth.
Ain't nothin' else to do but [Eb] have faith in you.
Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, hope you understand.
Forgive me for my mistakes, I got to slay my head.
And my hands [Bb] on the 16 shot, semi [Cm] automatic.
Crookin' cock, killin' clock.
[Ab] Tell me Lord, can you feel me?
Show [Bb] a way.
[Cm] I'm playin' but my enemies [Gm] won't go away.
[Ab] And everywhere I turn, [Bb] I see niggas burn.
Every nigga [Gb] that I know's hoes that broke.
My [F] young homie's 17 and pay the price.
Lil' young motherfucker [Gm] doin' triple life.
[Ab] Know I never meant to let it.
[Bb] It's gettin' better.
[Cm] If my nigga knew the truth, [Gm] he'd hit the roof.
[Ab] Just heard your baby's mama was smoked [Bb] out.
[Cm] Fuck the drama, wanna [Gm] break my low scouts.
[Ab] Smokin' blood, gettin' drunk.
Bro, let's anger, [Cm] rape, gin.
Brother, break my nigga out the [Gm] fuckin' pen.
[Ab] Mama, raise the hell raiser.
Gotta [Bb] be a [Cm] good person.
Yeah, [Gm] come on, uh.
[Cm] Mama, raise the hell raiser.
Dear Lord, can you feel me?
I'm speckin' major.
[Ab] Lord, be my savior.
[Gm] Uh, [Cm] I'ma raise a hell raiser.
[Gm] _ [Ab] Lord, be my [Bb] savior.
Uh, [Cm] mama, raise the hell [Eb] raiser.
It's gettin' major.
[Ab] Lord, be my savior.
[Bb] Uh, [Cm] mama, raise the hell raiser.
It's gettin' major.
[Ab] Dear Lord, can you hear [Bb] me?
It's just me, a young nigga [Ab] tryin' to make it on these rough streets.
I'm on my knees beggin', please [Db] come save [Gm] me.
A whole world unmade a nigga [Ab] crazy.
I got my three, five, seven, can't [Cm] control it.
Screamin', die, motherfucker, [Gm] Eddie's loaded.
[Ab] Everybody run for cover.
I'm gone [Bb] sit.
Young [Cm] life, motherfucker, [Gm] I jump quick.
And [Ab] I'm a bull if I am, [Gm] don't worry me.
But [Cm] through it all, I'm gettin' high, so [Gm] let's bury me.
[Ab] Dear Lord, if you hear me, tell me [Gm] why.
[Cm] Little girl like Natasha [Eb] had to die.
She [Ab] never got to see the bullets, [Bb] just heard the shot.
Her [Cm] little body couldn't take it, [Gm] so she dropped.
And when [Ab] I saw it on the news, I was busted, [Bb] girl.
Kill [Cm] Natasha, now I'm [Gm] screamin', fuck the [Ab] world.
In the end, it's my friends [Eb] that flip-flopped.
[Cm] Lick locks on my dick when [Gm] my shit drop.
[Ab] Young life, motherfucker, I lick [Bb] shots.
[Cm] Every nigga on my block [Gm] drop two cops.
[Ab] Dear Lord, can you hear me [Bb] when I die?
Let [Cm] a nigga be strapped, [Eb] fucked up and high.
Put [Ab] my hands on the trigger, thug [Gm] nigga.
[Cm] Stressin' like a [Gm] motherfuckin' drug dealer.
[Ab] And even in the darkest [Bb] night, I'm a thug for [Cm] life.
I got the heart to [Gm] fight [Ab] now.
Mama, raise the hell, raise the wild [Bb] cry.
[Cm] That's this life, bring it down, [Gm] do or die. _ _ _ _ _

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