Chords for 2Pac - Fight Till The End (Motivational Workout Song) (New 2019) | 2Pac TV

Tempo:
81 bpm
Chords used:

F

G

Am

A

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[A] [F]
[G] [A]
[Am] [F]
[G] [A]
If you look at it from [Am] a stereotypical point of view, like how people say, you know, all
your [F] troubles with the law, how could you play a cop?
[G] Just from a stereotypical point
of view, who could [Am] play a cop better?
I've seen them in their evil when they think nobody's
looking.
I've seen the compassion.
[F] I've seen the anger.
I've seen [G] the jealousy.
I've seen
[Am] the
[F]
[G] [Am]
[F]
[G] [Am]
fear.
I've seen the standing.
I've seen the
Get on your knees and pray.
Why play it C [F] to the dirty
waiting to trick me.
Not a life of me.
[G] Living carefree,
tell them, boris, and if they dare [Am] me, I bust them little niggas until they scurry.
I'm
planning.
The cops come arrest me in the evening.
Best [F] believe they coming for my dogs in the
morning, and [G] if I gottheth death of a truth [Am]-thug, send me with my niggas moments. Getting blowed out. Now watch me murder the world before we testify, [F] strikes. Workin' close to my I live a troubled [G] life, and if you dream, be a part of my team [Am] From Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex-fiends Keep your eyes on the prize, nigga, watch for bustas [F] Keep the hell in the jail, it's still hell for a [G] hustler I got mine, fuck the mother suckas [Am] That's the mentality Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A [F] young nigga tryna make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees begging, please come and save me The whole [Am] world done made a nigga crazy I got my 357, can't control it Screaming, [F] die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want for cover, oh shit Drug [Am] life, motherfucker, I took quick Now I'm a grown hipper, don't worry me The [F] doers are getting high, so they bury me Dear [G] Lord, if you hear me, tell me why Little [Am] girl like Natasha had to die She never got to see the bullet, just heard the shot [F] Nobody couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I [G] saw it on the news, I see Fuck the girls, kill [Am] Natasha Now I'm screaming, fuck the world In the end, it's my friends that flip-flop Lip [F]-locked on my dick when my shit drop Drug [G] life, motherfucker, I lick shots Every [Am] nigga on my block try to sell cotta Dear Lord, can you hear me? When I die Let [F] a nigga be strapped, fucked up and high With my [G] hands on the trigger, thug nigga [Am] Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug dealer Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A [F] young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees beggin' please come and save me The whole [Am] world done made a nigga crazy I got my 357, can't control it Screaming, [F] die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want for cover, oh shit Drug [Am] life, motherfucker, I took quick Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A young [F] nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees beggin' please come and save me The whole [Am] world done made a nigga crazy I got my 357, can't control it Screaming, [F] die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want for cover, oh shit Drug [Am] life, motherfucker, I took quick From adolescence to my early teens Thought we was gonna [F] die, selling dope to all the fiends At times I wanna [G] cry and steal, we try to change the past In vain, [Am] never knowing if this game will last Feeling ashamed with cocaine, the product of the devil Am I selling my soul? [F] Got to have a small time living Niggas telling me no, I [G] got mine, fuck them other suckers That's the mentality, [Am] jealous ass fuckers Make it hell, and if I die by slur The death of the truth, [F] oh, help me with my niggas moment Getting [G] blowed out, I watch me murder the bird Before we testify, [Am] shots, when they're close to my third I live a troubled life, and if you dream, be a part of my team [F] From Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex [G]-fiends Keep your eyes on the prize, nigga, watch for bustas [Am] He's a heaven of jail, it's still hell for a hustler Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A [F] young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees beggin' please come and save me A whole [Am] world unmade, a nigga crazy I got my three, five, seven, can't control it [F] Screamin' die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want my cover, oh shit Drug [Am] like motherfucker, I took quick Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A [F] young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees beggin' please come and save me A whole [Am] world unmade, a nigga crazy I got my three, five, seven, can't control it [F] Screamin' die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want my cover, oh shit Drug [Am] like motherfucker, I took quick [F]
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[G] [Am]
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To learn 2Pac, The Outlawz - Hell 4 A Hustler chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: F, G, Am and F. To master the tempo, it's wise to start at 40 BPM before aiming for the song's 81 BPM. Adjust the capo based on your vocal range and chord preference, keeping the song's key of A Minor in mind.

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[A] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ If you look at it from [Am] a stereotypical point of view, like how people say, you know, all
your [F] troubles with the law, how could you play a cop?
[G] Just from a stereotypical point
of view, who could [Am] play a cop better?
I've seen them in their evil when they think nobody's
looking.
I've seen the compassion.
[F] I've seen the anger.
I've seen [G] the jealousy.
I've seen
_ _ [Am] _ the _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ fear.
I've seen the standing.
I've seen the_
Get on your knees and pray.
Why play it C [F] to the dirty _
waiting to trick me.
Not a life of me.
[G] Living carefree,
tell them, boris, and if they dare [Am] me, I bust them little niggas until they scurry.
I'm
planning.
The cops come arrest me in the evening.
Best [F] believe they coming for my dogs in the
morning, and [G] if I got_the_th death of a truth [Am]-thug, send me with my niggas moments. Getting blowed out. Now watch me murder the world before we testify, [F] strikes. Workin' close to my I live a troubled [G] life, and if you dream, be a part of my team [Am] From Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex-fiends Keep your eyes on the prize, nigga, watch for bustas [F] Keep the hell in the jail, it's still hell for a [G] hustler I got mine, fuck the mother suckas [Am] _ _ That's the mentality Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A [F] young nigga tryna make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees begging, please come and save me The whole [Am] world done made a nigga crazy I got my 357, can't control it Screaming, [F] die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want for cover, oh shit Drug [Am] life, motherfucker, I took quick Now I'm a grown hipper, don't worry me The [F] doers are getting high, so they bury me Dear [G] Lord, if you hear me, tell me why Little [Am] girl like Natasha had to die She never got to see the bullet, just heard the shot [F] Nobody couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I [G] saw it on the news, I see Fuck the girls, kill [Am] Natasha Now I'm screaming, fuck the world In the end, it's my friends that flip-flop Lip [F]-locked on my dick when my shit drop Drug [G] life, motherfucker, I lick shots Every [Am] nigga on my block try to sell cotta Dear Lord, can you hear me? When I die Let [F] a nigga be strapped, fucked up and high With my [G] hands on the trigger, thug nigga [Am] Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug dealer Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A [F] young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees beggin' please come and save me The whole [Am] world done made a nigga crazy I got my 357, can't control it Screaming, [F] die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want for cover, oh shit Drug [Am] life, motherfucker, I took quick Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A young [F] nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees beggin' please come and save me The whole [Am] world done made a nigga crazy I got my 357, can't control it Screaming, [F] die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want for cover, oh shit Drug [Am] life, motherfucker, I took quick From adolescence to my early teens Thought we was gonna [F] die, selling dope to all the fiends At times I wanna [G] cry and steal, we try to change the past In vain, [Am] never knowing if this game will last Feeling ashamed with cocaine, the product of the devil Am I selling my soul? [F] Got to have a small time living Niggas telling me no, I [G] got mine, fuck them other suckers That's the mentality, [Am] jealous ass fuckers Make it hell, and if I die by slur The death of the truth, [F] oh, help me with my niggas moment Getting [G] blowed out, I watch me murder the bird Before we testify, [Am] shots, when they're close to my third I live a troubled life, and if you dream, be a part of my team [F] From Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex [G]-fiends Keep your eyes on the prize, nigga, watch for bustas [Am] He's a heaven of jail, it's still hell for a hustler Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A [F] young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees beggin' please come and save me A whole [Am] world unmade, a nigga crazy I got my three, five, seven, can't control it [F] Screamin' die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want my cover, oh shit Drug [Am] like motherfucker, I took quick Dear Lord, can you hear me? It's just me A [F] young nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on [G] my knees beggin' please come and save me A whole [Am] world unmade, a nigga crazy I got my three, five, seven, can't control it [F] Screamin' die, motherfucker, and he's loaded [G] Everybody want my cover, oh shit Drug [Am] like motherfucker, I took quick _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
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