2pac Letter To The President Chords by 2Pac, The Outlawz

Tempo:
97.1 bpm
Chords used:

G#m

C#m

F#m

B

C#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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2pac Letter To The President chords
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[C]
I'm right in it because shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood.
[B] Pretty much the same way right around the time when you got a lay lay.
Ain't nothing changed.
All them promises you made before you got a lay lay.
[G#m] [G#] I ain't came through.
[B] Me and my homies [G#m] is wondering what's going on.
Holla.
What's in our lives when I get traumatized?
Niggas [C#m] feel big until my lyrics now [F#m]
traumatized.
Simply [D#m] by saying that I'm a bad nigga.
[G#m] [C#m] [F#m]
[G#] [C#] [F#m]
[B] [E] [A]
[G#m] [C#m] [F#m]
[G#m] [C#m] [G#m]
[A#m] [F#m]
[D#m] [C#] [F#m]
[C#m] [G#m] [A]
[G#m] [E] [B]
[G#m] [C#] [F#m]
[D#m] [G#m] [C#] [F#m]
[G#m] [C#] [D#m]
[B] I'm a big nigga.
I feel good and I feel blessed.
Giving bridges to enemies.
Schedule sales I'm in the company of bitches.
Look the concepts I debit.
So visual that you can kiss each and every trigger bitch.
Inside this shit I [G#m] kick.
My happiest [C#] verbs are moving mountain [A] casualties [G#] and mass amounts.
Fuck the city, fuck those friends since I ride alone.
[C#m] Destination death rope.
Probably found a [F#] home.
What's up my homies wanna die.
[C#m] Call a euthanasia.
[B] Dear lord look how sick this ghetto [G#m] made us.
Sin seeing he just goes on the pill.
Product of [B] a broken home.
Everybody's broke.
Da nigga what you smoking on?
That is [D#] why your motherfucking troops [C#] keep killing our kids.
[G#m] Hey, don't be surprised to see us
[C#m] I'm doing nothing but [G#m] artillery to free us
Tell us what [C#m] these niggas second [D#] up
[G#m] These [C#m] [F#m] niggas second up
[B] Trapped in a dream with no hope [C#] in our bro fighting [F#m] for my train brain until [E] the side
So it's awesome niggas lick shots to watch [D#] the glass blow cobbles and gobbles patrols like we some animals
[G#m] [C#m]
[D] [C#]
[B] [C#m] [F#m]
[D#] [G#m] [G#] [B]
[C#m] [F#m]
[G#m] [C#m] [F#m]
[B] Piece of piece of my people
[D]
[G#m] [C#m] [F#m]
[G#m] I
[B] [C#] [F#m]
[G#m] [C#] [F#m]
[G#m] [A]
[G#m] [C#] [E]
[B] [G] [F] [C#m]
[G#] [C#]
[G#m] [F#] [C#] [F#m]
[G#m] [C#] [F#]
[B] [C#m]
[G#] [B]
[F] Never did shit for me my history
[D#]
[G#] [G] [F#] I
[B] [C#] [F#m]
[G#m] [C#] [D#]
[B]
[G#m] [C#] [A]
[G#m] [A#] [C#m]
[G#m] [C#] [F#m]
[B] [G#m] [C#m] [F#m]
[G#m] [C#m] [F#m]
[D#m] [G#m] [C#] [F#m]
[G#m] [A#m] [B]
[G#m] [C#m] [F#m]
[G#m] Fuck
I'm a motherfucker, I make a dollar and leave these [C#m] streets
I mean shit, I [G#m] can't swim with these
But we [D#] can't find [E] peace, till I love lil' niggas [C#m] on these streets [G#m] with a piece
I know you feel it, cause you too lit, we not the heat
[A] So won't you help a nigga out?
You saying [B] we cutting welfare
I got us niggas on the [C#m] street
Thinking who in the hell care?
[G#m] Shit, I wanna put down [C#m] our Glocks and our Rocks
But y'all [G#m] ain't ready to give us no motherfuckin' dollars
[B] What happened to our [D#] food?
We ain't givin' them no food
[G#m] Cause you can't, bet you got us looking [C#m] in the loop
Tryna turn all us young niggas [G#m] into troops
You want us [B] to fight your war?
What the fuck I'm fighting for?
Shit, I ain't got no love here
I had a check on you
Taxi, all the black people
Police beating me in the [D#m] streets
Fuck people, they packing [G#] up in the little Zemo troops
[D#] [G#m] [N]
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C#m
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F#m
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B
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C#
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G#m
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C#m
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F#m
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To learn 2Pac, The Outlawz - Letter To The President chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: C#m, F#m, G#m, C#m, G#m, C#, D#m and G#m. Set your pace at 48 BPM initially and then sync up with the song's BPM of 97. To match your vocal range and chord inclination, adjust the capo in line with the key: G# Minor.

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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm right in it because shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood.
[B] Pretty much the same way right around the time when you got a lay lay.
Ain't nothing changed.
All them promises you made before you got a lay lay.
_ [G#m] [G#] I ain't came through.
_ [B] Me and my homies [G#m] is wondering what's going on.
Holla.
What's in our lives when I get traumatized?
Niggas [C#m] feel big until my lyrics now [F#m]
traumatized.
Simply [D#m] by saying that I'm a bad nigga.
_ [G#m] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G#m] _
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[C#m] _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ [C#] _ [F#m] _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [C#] _ [F#m] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [D#m] _ _
_ [B] I'm a big nigga.
I feel good and I feel blessed.
Giving bridges to enemies.
Schedule sales I'm in the company of bitches.
Look the concepts I debit.
So visual that you can kiss each and every trigger bitch.
Inside this shit I [G#m] kick.
My happiest [C#] verbs are moving mountain [A] casualties [G#] and mass amounts.
Fuck the city, fuck those friends since I ride alone.
[C#m] Destination death rope.
Probably found a [F#] home.
What's up my homies wanna die.
[C#m] Call a euthanasia.
[B] Dear lord look how sick this ghetto [G#m] made us.
Sin seeing he just goes on the pill.
Product of [B] a broken home.
Everybody's broke.
Da nigga what you smoking on?
That is [D#] why your motherfucking troops [C#] keep killing our kids.
[G#m] Hey, don't be surprised to see us
[C#m] I'm doing nothing but [G#m] artillery to free us
_ Tell us what [C#m] these niggas second [D#] up
_ [G#m] _ _ These [C#m] [F#m] niggas second up
[B] _ Trapped in a dream with no hope [C#] in our bro fighting [F#m] for my train brain until [E] the side
So it's awesome niggas lick shots to watch [D#] the glass blow cobbles and gobbles patrols like we some animals
[G#m] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _
[D#] _ [G#m] _ _ [G#] _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [B] Piece of piece of my people
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _
[G#m] I
[B] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [F#m] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [E] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [G] _ [F] _ _ [C#m] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] Never did shit for me my history
[D#] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ [G] _ [F#] I _
_ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [G#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ [D#] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [A] _ _
_ [G#m] _ [A#] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [F#m] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [C#] _ [F#m] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _
[G#m] Fuck
I'm a motherfucker, I make a dollar and leave these [C#m] streets
I mean shit, I [G#m] can't swim with these
But we [D#] can't find [E] peace, till I love lil' niggas [C#m] on these streets [G#m] with a piece
I know you feel it, cause you too lit, we not the heat
[A] So won't you help a nigga out?
You saying [B] we cutting welfare
I got us niggas on the [C#m] street
Thinking who in the hell care?
[G#m] Shit, I wanna put down [C#m] our Glocks and our Rocks
But y'all [G#m] ain't ready to give us no motherfuckin' dollars
[B] What happened to our [D#] food?
We ain't givin' them no food
[G#m] Cause you can't, bet you got us looking [C#m] in the loop
Tryna turn all us young niggas [G#m] into troops
You want us [B] to fight your war?
What the fuck I'm fighting for?
Shit, I ain't got no love here
I had a check on you
Taxi, all the black people
Police beating me in the [D#m] streets
Fuck people, they packing [G#] up in the little Zemo troops
[D#] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [N] _