Chords for 2Pac - Locked Up (Nozzy-E Remix) (Prod By Hunes) 2018
Tempo:
90 bpm
Chords used:
Abm
Ebm
Gb
B
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Oh, I post the bill?
I'm [Ebm] out this motherfucker.
[Abm]
[Ebm] [Abm]
[Bb] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm] I had a good attorney, [Abm] wanna label me a criminal?
Well, cuff me [Ebm] up, got a pocket full of money, so they buff me up.
[Abm] And in the county in the maddest fuck,
got a record so [Gb] they put me with the baddest bucks.
[Abm] Everybody wanna talk, cause I'm rappin'.
They askin' [Gb] me what happened, is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson?
[B] I [Ab] can't sleep, they takin' Polaroids.
And I'm tryna [Ebm] use the phone, but they makin' noise.
[Ab] Man, I wish I had my Glock, cause it's stranger.
I'm [Ebm] makin' shanks out the plastic and braces.
These [Abm] motherfuckers won't leave me alone.
That's my word, bout to turn the [Ebm] violation to a motherfuckin' murder.
[Ab] I'll make it cold like coal, still my old [Ebm] bitches.
Some old bitches, and make me some old [Abm] bitches.
So all the suckers on the block, drop the shit while I was locked [Gb] up.
Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame [Gb] is brief.
And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' [Abm] me.
I came straight up out the gutter, I was saved from hell.
And [Gb] I'm a thug, I was raised from jail.
Now [Abm] I'm out on bail.
[Ebm] You know what [B] fuckin' time it is.
[Ab] I'm out on bail.
Drop the shit while [Ebm] I was locked up.
Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame [Ebm] is brief.
And you [B] bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' [Abm] me.
I'll be a player, so stay strong.
[Ebm] Cause I know that I won't be away long.
[Abm] And when I find you, hit the fuckin' streets, [Ebm] I'ma handle it.
A [B] thug nigga gettin' scandal, [Abm] just fuckin' shit.
I'm mad as a bitch, [B] I'll be out on bail.
If it wasn't for the snitch [Abm] runnin' wild through the streets like I'm loco.
And [Gb] fuck the broke colings, sendin' two coats.
I [Abm] got no love in my heart cause I'm heartless.
Robbin' [Ebm] in the park after dark when I start shit.
Rippin' [Abm] up the scene as a teen, I was seen.
And [B] sellin' products to the addicts cause they gotta have it.
I was a well [Ab]-known thug, and I got a lot of love.
Hangin' out [Ebm] with the OGs, shootin' up the club.
[Abm] And mama told me, don't hang with the homies.
But [Gb] they got me if they need me, then it's [Abm] OMG.
Got me sittin' in the cell, a 5 by 7.
[Ebm] Well, I finally get to go to ghetto heaven.
Got [Ab] my bitches on the outside writin' good letters.
[Ebm] And they tell me she love me, and this shit'll get better.
I [Ab] don't believe em' cause I just got the news on the wire.
[Ebm] Take it how you want it, but your bitches on the fire.
[Abm] I try to be a player, so I stay strong.
Cause I know [Ebm] that I won't be away long.
[Ab] And when I finally do, hit the fuckin' streets, [Ebm] I'ma handle it.
A [B] thug nigga, yo, stand [Abm] to listen.
I'm on fast on the first clock, shit while [Ebm] I was locked up.
[Gb] Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame is [Ebm] brief.
And you can bullshit, and bitches ain't chasing [Abm] me.
I won't leave me alone, that's my word.
I [Ebm] will turn the violation to a motherfuckin' murder.
[Abm] I'll make you collect calls to my old [Ebm] bitches.
To them old bitches, and make me some more [Abm] riches.
Old riches, old riches.
Yo, sucks, you're [Gb] a dick.
You're just staring at these bitches.
Y'all need to lock [Abm] up some of these cooking ass motherfuckers.
Police, but until you do, here go the motherfuckin' feddy.
I'm out on bail, I'll see you motherfuckers at the next [Ebm] show.
By the way, where is my bitch?
[Abm]
[B] That's that old real thug [Abm] shit.
Real live thug shit.
[Ebm] You know what I'm saying?
[Gb] I wouldn't waste your [Abm] motherfuckin' time with no little shit, baby.
Trust me, it's [B] that real shit.
I'm talking about that shit you're [Abm] gonna be sending your great niggas about.
You know, I [Ebm] ran with a thug [B] nigga.
You need that.
This [Abm] my motherfuckin' nigga, LG, on the motherfuckin' boy [Ebm] station.
One, then [B] we doing this shit.
[Abm] Hail motherfuckin' Nick.
I answer that shit, [Ebm] spit nigga, I'm a motherfuckin' rap.
Now press [Abm] rewind, nigga.
[Ebm] [B] [Abm]
[Ebm] [Gb] [Abm]
[N]
I'm [Ebm] out this motherfucker.
[Abm]
[Ebm] [Abm]
[Bb] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm] I had a good attorney, [Abm] wanna label me a criminal?
Well, cuff me [Ebm] up, got a pocket full of money, so they buff me up.
[Abm] And in the county in the maddest fuck,
got a record so [Gb] they put me with the baddest bucks.
[Abm] Everybody wanna talk, cause I'm rappin'.
They askin' [Gb] me what happened, is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson?
[B] I [Ab] can't sleep, they takin' Polaroids.
And I'm tryna [Ebm] use the phone, but they makin' noise.
[Ab] Man, I wish I had my Glock, cause it's stranger.
I'm [Ebm] makin' shanks out the plastic and braces.
These [Abm] motherfuckers won't leave me alone.
That's my word, bout to turn the [Ebm] violation to a motherfuckin' murder.
[Ab] I'll make it cold like coal, still my old [Ebm] bitches.
Some old bitches, and make me some old [Abm] bitches.
So all the suckers on the block, drop the shit while I was locked [Gb] up.
Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame [Gb] is brief.
And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' [Abm] me.
I came straight up out the gutter, I was saved from hell.
And [Gb] I'm a thug, I was raised from jail.
Now [Abm] I'm out on bail.
[Ebm] You know what [B] fuckin' time it is.
[Ab] I'm out on bail.
Drop the shit while [Ebm] I was locked up.
Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame [Ebm] is brief.
And you [B] bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' [Abm] me.
I'll be a player, so stay strong.
[Ebm] Cause I know that I won't be away long.
[Abm] And when I find you, hit the fuckin' streets, [Ebm] I'ma handle it.
A [B] thug nigga gettin' scandal, [Abm] just fuckin' shit.
I'm mad as a bitch, [B] I'll be out on bail.
If it wasn't for the snitch [Abm] runnin' wild through the streets like I'm loco.
And [Gb] fuck the broke colings, sendin' two coats.
I [Abm] got no love in my heart cause I'm heartless.
Robbin' [Ebm] in the park after dark when I start shit.
Rippin' [Abm] up the scene as a teen, I was seen.
And [B] sellin' products to the addicts cause they gotta have it.
I was a well [Ab]-known thug, and I got a lot of love.
Hangin' out [Ebm] with the OGs, shootin' up the club.
[Abm] And mama told me, don't hang with the homies.
But [Gb] they got me if they need me, then it's [Abm] OMG.
Got me sittin' in the cell, a 5 by 7.
[Ebm] Well, I finally get to go to ghetto heaven.
Got [Ab] my bitches on the outside writin' good letters.
[Ebm] And they tell me she love me, and this shit'll get better.
I [Ab] don't believe em' cause I just got the news on the wire.
[Ebm] Take it how you want it, but your bitches on the fire.
[Abm] I try to be a player, so I stay strong.
Cause I know [Ebm] that I won't be away long.
[Ab] And when I finally do, hit the fuckin' streets, [Ebm] I'ma handle it.
A [B] thug nigga, yo, stand [Abm] to listen.
I'm on fast on the first clock, shit while [Ebm] I was locked up.
[Gb] Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame is [Ebm] brief.
And you can bullshit, and bitches ain't chasing [Abm] me.
I won't leave me alone, that's my word.
I [Ebm] will turn the violation to a motherfuckin' murder.
[Abm] I'll make you collect calls to my old [Ebm] bitches.
To them old bitches, and make me some more [Abm] riches.
Old riches, old riches.
Yo, sucks, you're [Gb] a dick.
You're just staring at these bitches.
Y'all need to lock [Abm] up some of these cooking ass motherfuckers.
Police, but until you do, here go the motherfuckin' feddy.
I'm out on bail, I'll see you motherfuckers at the next [Ebm] show.
By the way, where is my bitch?
[Abm]
[B] That's that old real thug [Abm] shit.
Real live thug shit.
[Ebm] You know what I'm saying?
[Gb] I wouldn't waste your [Abm] motherfuckin' time with no little shit, baby.
Trust me, it's [B] that real shit.
I'm talking about that shit you're [Abm] gonna be sending your great niggas about.
You know, I [Ebm] ran with a thug [B] nigga.
You need that.
This [Abm] my motherfuckin' nigga, LG, on the motherfuckin' boy [Ebm] station.
One, then [B] we doing this shit.
[Abm] Hail motherfuckin' Nick.
I answer that shit, [Ebm] spit nigga, I'm a motherfuckin' rap.
Now press [Abm] rewind, nigga.
[Ebm] [B] [Abm]
[Ebm] [Gb] [Abm]
[N]
Key:
Abm
Ebm
Gb
B
Ab
Abm
Ebm
Gb
Oh, I post the bill?
I'm [Ebm] out this motherfucker.
_ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ I had a good attorney, [Abm] wanna label me a criminal?
Well, cuff me [Ebm] up, got a pocket full of money, so they buff me up.
[Abm] And in the county in the maddest fuck,
got a record so [Gb] they put me with the baddest bucks.
[Abm] Everybody wanna talk, cause I'm rappin'.
They askin' [Gb] me what happened, is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson?
[B] I [Ab] can't sleep, they takin' Polaroids.
And I'm tryna [Ebm] use the phone, but they makin' noise.
[Ab] Man, I wish I had my Glock, cause it's stranger.
I'm [Ebm] makin' shanks out the plastic and braces.
These [Abm] motherfuckers won't leave me alone.
That's my word, bout to turn the [Ebm] violation to a motherfuckin' murder.
[Ab] I'll make it cold like coal, still my old [Ebm] bitches.
Some old bitches, and make me some old [Abm] bitches.
So all the suckers on the block, drop the shit while I was locked [Gb] up.
Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame [Gb] is brief.
And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' [Abm] me.
I came straight up out the gutter, I was saved from hell.
And [Gb] I'm a thug, I was raised from jail.
Now [Abm] I'm out on bail.
_ [Ebm] You know what [B] fuckin' time it is.
[Ab] I'm out on bail.
Drop the shit while [Ebm] I was locked up.
Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame [Ebm] is brief.
And you [B] bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' [Abm] me.
I'll be a player, so stay strong.
[Ebm] Cause I know that I won't be away long.
[Abm] And when I find you, hit the fuckin' streets, [Ebm] I'ma handle it.
A [B] thug nigga gettin' scandal, [Abm] just fuckin' shit.
I'm mad as a bitch, [B] I'll be out on bail.
If it wasn't for the snitch [Abm] runnin' wild through the streets like I'm loco.
And [Gb] fuck the broke colings, sendin' two coats.
I [Abm] got no love in my heart cause I'm heartless.
Robbin' [Ebm] in the park after dark when I start shit.
Rippin' [Abm] up the scene as a teen, I was seen.
And [B] sellin' products to the addicts cause they gotta have it.
I was a well [Ab]-known thug, and I got a lot of love.
Hangin' out [Ebm] with the OGs, shootin' up the club.
[Abm] And mama told me, don't hang with the homies.
But [Gb] they got me if they need me, then it's [Abm] OMG.
Got me sittin' in the cell, a 5 by 7.
[Ebm] Well, I finally get to go to ghetto heaven.
Got [Ab] my bitches on the outside writin' good letters.
[Ebm] And they tell me she love me, and this shit'll get better.
I [Ab] don't believe em' cause I just got the news on the wire.
[Ebm] Take it how you want it, but your bitches on the fire.
[Abm] I try to be a player, so I stay strong.
Cause I know [Ebm] that I won't be away long.
[Ab] And when I finally do, hit the fuckin' streets, [Ebm] I'ma handle it.
A [B] thug nigga, yo, stand [Abm] to listen.
I'm on fast on the first clock, shit while [Ebm] I was locked up.
[Gb] Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame is [Ebm] brief.
And you can bullshit, and bitches ain't chasing [Abm] me.
I won't leave me alone, that's my word.
I [Ebm] will turn the violation to a motherfuckin' murder.
[Abm] I'll make you collect calls to my old [Ebm] bitches.
To them old bitches, and make me some more [Abm] riches.
Old riches, old riches.
Yo, sucks, you're [Gb] a dick.
You're just staring at these bitches.
Y'all need to lock [Abm] up some of these cooking ass motherfuckers.
Police, but until you do, here go the motherfuckin' feddy.
I'm out on bail, I'll see you motherfuckers at the next [Ebm] show.
By the way, where is my bitch?
[Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [B] That's that old real thug [Abm] shit.
Real live thug shit.
[Ebm] You know what I'm saying?
[Gb] I wouldn't waste your [Abm] motherfuckin' time with no little shit, baby.
Trust me, it's [B] that real shit.
I'm talking about that shit you're [Abm] gonna be sending your great niggas about.
You know, I [Ebm] ran with a thug [B] nigga.
You need that.
This [Abm] my motherfuckin' nigga, LG, on the motherfuckin' boy [Ebm] station.
One, then [B] we doing this shit.
[Abm] Hail motherfuckin' Nick.
I answer that shit, [Ebm] spit nigga, I'm a motherfuckin' rap.
Now press [Abm] rewind, nigga.
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
I'm [Ebm] out this motherfucker.
_ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ I had a good attorney, [Abm] wanna label me a criminal?
Well, cuff me [Ebm] up, got a pocket full of money, so they buff me up.
[Abm] And in the county in the maddest fuck,
got a record so [Gb] they put me with the baddest bucks.
[Abm] Everybody wanna talk, cause I'm rappin'.
They askin' [Gb] me what happened, is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson?
[B] I [Ab] can't sleep, they takin' Polaroids.
And I'm tryna [Ebm] use the phone, but they makin' noise.
[Ab] Man, I wish I had my Glock, cause it's stranger.
I'm [Ebm] makin' shanks out the plastic and braces.
These [Abm] motherfuckers won't leave me alone.
That's my word, bout to turn the [Ebm] violation to a motherfuckin' murder.
[Ab] I'll make it cold like coal, still my old [Ebm] bitches.
Some old bitches, and make me some old [Abm] bitches.
So all the suckers on the block, drop the shit while I was locked [Gb] up.
Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame [Gb] is brief.
And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' [Abm] me.
I came straight up out the gutter, I was saved from hell.
And [Gb] I'm a thug, I was raised from jail.
Now [Abm] I'm out on bail.
_ [Ebm] You know what [B] fuckin' time it is.
[Ab] I'm out on bail.
Drop the shit while [Ebm] I was locked up.
Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame [Ebm] is brief.
And you [B] bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' [Abm] me.
I'll be a player, so stay strong.
[Ebm] Cause I know that I won't be away long.
[Abm] And when I find you, hit the fuckin' streets, [Ebm] I'ma handle it.
A [B] thug nigga gettin' scandal, [Abm] just fuckin' shit.
I'm mad as a bitch, [B] I'll be out on bail.
If it wasn't for the snitch [Abm] runnin' wild through the streets like I'm loco.
And [Gb] fuck the broke colings, sendin' two coats.
I [Abm] got no love in my heart cause I'm heartless.
Robbin' [Ebm] in the park after dark when I start shit.
Rippin' [Abm] up the scene as a teen, I was seen.
And [B] sellin' products to the addicts cause they gotta have it.
I was a well [Ab]-known thug, and I got a lot of love.
Hangin' out [Ebm] with the OGs, shootin' up the club.
[Abm] And mama told me, don't hang with the homies.
But [Gb] they got me if they need me, then it's [Abm] OMG.
Got me sittin' in the cell, a 5 by 7.
[Ebm] Well, I finally get to go to ghetto heaven.
Got [Ab] my bitches on the outside writin' good letters.
[Ebm] And they tell me she love me, and this shit'll get better.
I [Ab] don't believe em' cause I just got the news on the wire.
[Ebm] Take it how you want it, but your bitches on the fire.
[Abm] I try to be a player, so I stay strong.
Cause I know [Ebm] that I won't be away long.
[Ab] And when I finally do, hit the fuckin' streets, [Ebm] I'ma handle it.
A [B] thug nigga, yo, stand [Abm] to listen.
I'm on fast on the first clock, shit while [Ebm] I was locked up.
[Gb] Be prepared to get socked [Abm] up.
Cause the game is deep, and the fame is [Ebm] brief.
And you can bullshit, and bitches ain't chasing [Abm] me.
I won't leave me alone, that's my word.
I [Ebm] will turn the violation to a motherfuckin' murder.
[Abm] I'll make you collect calls to my old [Ebm] bitches.
To them old bitches, and make me some more [Abm] riches.
Old riches, old riches.
Yo, sucks, you're [Gb] a dick.
You're just staring at these bitches.
Y'all need to lock [Abm] up some of these cooking ass motherfuckers.
Police, but until you do, here go the motherfuckin' feddy.
I'm out on bail, I'll see you motherfuckers at the next [Ebm] show.
By the way, where is my bitch?
[Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [B] That's that old real thug [Abm] shit.
Real live thug shit.
[Ebm] You know what I'm saying?
[Gb] I wouldn't waste your [Abm] motherfuckin' time with no little shit, baby.
Trust me, it's [B] that real shit.
I'm talking about that shit you're [Abm] gonna be sending your great niggas about.
You know, I [Ebm] ran with a thug [B] nigga.
You need that.
This [Abm] my motherfuckin' nigga, LG, on the motherfuckin' boy [Ebm] station.
One, then [B] we doing this shit.
[Abm] Hail motherfuckin' Nick.
I answer that shit, [Ebm] spit nigga, I'm a motherfuckin' rap.
Now press [Abm] rewind, nigga.
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _