Chords for 2Pac - Walk With Me
Tempo:
85.85 bpm
Chords used:
Bbm
Ab
Gb
Fm
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bbm] [Ab]
[Bbm]
This motherfuckin' life, I live it.
[Ab] Shit.
Hella motherfuckin' roadblocks [Db] including cops.
We still ride, though.
[Bbm] West side,
West side.
I want money in large amounts.
My garage full [Ab] of cars that bounce.
Movin' my thang to major weight, cause [Bbm] every dollar counts.
Buses jealous and hags, niggas is punks.
They run it off at the mouth, till I fill it up with my puns.
They jump my automatic, keep them wary.
[Ab] Why you frontin' like you Billy?
Badass nigga, you scary.
I been knowin' [Bbm] you for years, we was high school,
P.A.,. junior high. I was itchin' to kill, and you was ready [Gb] to die. Why you bullshit, nigga? Dyin' to [Ab] catch a case, bustin' my automatics at [Bbm] motherfuckers in foreign places. Leave in no place, they see my face and they bury. Some bitches dyin' to hurry, still I ride. I'm [Gb] never worried, Mr. McAbelley, tell me to ride. [Ab] Number five, pick my enemies out the crowd, and [Bbm] motherfuckers die. It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga, it's how it is. Homie got into a fight, last night they [Gb] killed his kid. In this life I lead, people currently [Ab] seeking high off weed. Collect cheese, make my enemies [Bbm] bleed. When you see me, nigga, holler my set. And watch them ride out, more motherfuckers till we die. In this life I lead, people currently seeking high off [Ab] weed. Collect cheese, make my enemies bleed. [Bbm] When you see me, nigga, holler my set. And watch them ride out, more motherfuckers till we die. The only way to change me is mimic from my brains. I [Ab] was stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain. I [Bbm] pray to my God every day. But he don't listen, the poverty bothers me. My mama's [Gb] smoking one just in the kitchen. Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom. [Ab] Praying for money, whatever give her she be dead [Bbm] soon. Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else? A third thing, can't feed [Gb] myself. Can I blame daddy cause he left me? Wish he [Ab] would've hugged me two months like him. Cause my mama don't [Bbm] love me, I'm a home that an early age. Getting paid in a strut so I'd never be [Gb] afraid. What did I go astray? I'm hanging in the back streets [Ab] running with G's and dope things when they back me. [Bbm] Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize. I got nothing to lose. Everybody gotta [Gb] die, say goodbye to the bad guy that you fucked when [Ab] you passed by. Block, block from the block, let [Fm] the glass [Bbm] fly. You would die walking mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy. Here we go again, ain't nothing separating us from a [Ab] Mac-10. Born in the ghetto as a hustler. [Bbm] Hold up, straight soldier. Bucket in the bus, there's no matter how you try, niggas never die. We're just retaliating with hate, then we multiply. [Ab] See me striking down the block in combo. Mama [Fm] like a motherfucker living like I'm [Bbm] grown up. Ain't no stopping at the red lights. Sideways, [Gb] love life, motherfucker, crawl, pace. [Ab] Let the cops pop they lights on. Chase me, nigga, [Bbm] zigzagging through the freeway. Race me, nigga, in a high speed chase with the law. The realest [Gb] motherfucker that you ever saw. I'm living raw [Ab] till they bury me. Don't worry me, I'm [Bbm] high. Living like I ain't afraid to die. Walking mile in my [Gb] shoes and you'd be crazy too. [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab]
[Bbm]
This motherfuckin' life, I live it.
[Ab] Shit.
Hella motherfuckin' roadblocks [Db] including cops.
We still ride, though.
[Bbm] West side,
West side.
I want money in large amounts.
My garage full [Ab] of cars that bounce.
Movin' my thang to major weight, cause [Bbm] every dollar counts.
Buses jealous and hags, niggas is punks.
They run it off at the mouth, till I fill it up with my puns.
They jump my automatic, keep them wary.
[Ab] Why you frontin' like you Billy?
Badass nigga, you scary.
I been knowin' [Bbm] you for years, we was high school,
P.A.,. junior high. I was itchin' to kill, and you was ready [Gb] to die. Why you bullshit, nigga? Dyin' to [Ab] catch a case, bustin' my automatics at [Bbm] motherfuckers in foreign places. Leave in no place, they see my face and they bury. Some bitches dyin' to hurry, still I ride. I'm [Gb] never worried, Mr. McAbelley, tell me to ride. [Ab] Number five, pick my enemies out the crowd, and [Bbm] motherfuckers die. It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga, it's how it is. Homie got into a fight, last night they [Gb] killed his kid. In this life I lead, people currently [Ab] seeking high off weed. Collect cheese, make my enemies [Bbm] bleed. When you see me, nigga, holler my set. And watch them ride out, more motherfuckers till we die. In this life I lead, people currently seeking high off [Ab] weed. Collect cheese, make my enemies bleed. [Bbm] When you see me, nigga, holler my set. And watch them ride out, more motherfuckers till we die. The only way to change me is mimic from my brains. I [Ab] was stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain. I [Bbm] pray to my God every day. But he don't listen, the poverty bothers me. My mama's [Gb] smoking one just in the kitchen. Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom. [Ab] Praying for money, whatever give her she be dead [Bbm] soon. Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else? A third thing, can't feed [Gb] myself. Can I blame daddy cause he left me? Wish he [Ab] would've hugged me two months like him. Cause my mama don't [Bbm] love me, I'm a home that an early age. Getting paid in a strut so I'd never be [Gb] afraid. What did I go astray? I'm hanging in the back streets [Ab] running with G's and dope things when they back me. [Bbm] Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize. I got nothing to lose. Everybody gotta [Gb] die, say goodbye to the bad guy that you fucked when [Ab] you passed by. Block, block from the block, let [Fm] the glass [Bbm] fly. You would die walking mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy. Here we go again, ain't nothing separating us from a [Ab] Mac-10. Born in the ghetto as a hustler. [Bbm] Hold up, straight soldier. Bucket in the bus, there's no matter how you try, niggas never die. We're just retaliating with hate, then we multiply. [Ab] See me striking down the block in combo. Mama [Fm] like a motherfucker living like I'm [Bbm] grown up. Ain't no stopping at the red lights. Sideways, [Gb] love life, motherfucker, crawl, pace. [Ab] Let the cops pop they lights on. Chase me, nigga, [Bbm] zigzagging through the freeway. Race me, nigga, in a high speed chase with the law. The realest [Gb] motherfucker that you ever saw. I'm living raw [Ab] till they bury me. Don't worry me, I'm [Bbm] high. Living like I ain't afraid to die. Walking mile in my [Gb] shoes and you'd be crazy too. [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab]
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This motherfuckin' life, I live it.
[Ab] Shit.
Hella motherfuckin' roadblocks [Db] including cops.
We still ride, though.
[Bbm] West side,
West side.
I want money in large amounts.
My garage full [Ab] of cars that bounce.
Movin' my thang to major weight, cause [Bbm] every dollar counts.
Buses jealous and hags, niggas is punks.
They run it off at the mouth, till I fill it up with my puns.
They jump my automatic, keep them wary.
[Ab] Why you frontin' like you Billy?
Badass nigga, you scary.
I been knowin' [Bbm] you for years, we was high school,
P.A.,. junior high. I was itchin' to kill, and you was ready [Gb] to die. Why you bullshit, nigga? Dyin' to [Ab] catch a case, bustin' my automatics at [Bbm] motherfuckers in foreign places. Leave in no place, they see my face and they bury. Some bitches dyin' to hurry, still I ride. I'm [Gb] never worried, Mr. McAbelley, tell me to ride. [Ab] Number five, pick my enemies out the crowd, and [Bbm] motherfuckers die. It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga, it's how it is. Homie got into a fight, last night they [Gb] killed his kid. In this life I lead, people currently [Ab] seeking high off weed. Collect cheese, make my enemies [Bbm] bleed. When you see me, nigga, holler my set. And watch them ride out, more motherfuckers till we die. In this life I lead, people currently seeking high off [Ab] weed. Collect cheese, make my enemies bleed. [Bbm] When you see me, nigga, holler my set. And watch them ride out, more motherfuckers till we die. The only way to change me is mimic from my brains. I [Ab] was stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain. I [Bbm] pray to my God every day. But he don't listen, the poverty bothers me. My mama's [Gb] smoking one just in the kitchen. Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom. [Ab] Praying for money, whatever give her she be dead [Bbm] soon. Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else? A third thing, can't feed [Gb] myself. Can I blame daddy cause he left me? Wish he [Ab] would've hugged me two months like him. Cause my mama don't [Bbm] love me, I'm a home that an early age. Getting paid in a strut so I'd never be [Gb] afraid. What did I go astray? I'm hanging in the back streets [Ab] running with G's and dope things when they back me. [Bbm] Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize. I got nothing to lose. Everybody gotta [Gb] die, say goodbye to the bad guy that you fucked when [Ab] you passed by. Block, block from the block, let [Fm] the glass [Bbm] fly. You would die walking mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy. Here we go again, ain't nothing separating us from a [Ab] Mac-10. Born in the ghetto as a hustler. [Bbm] Hold up, straight soldier. Bucket in the bus, there's no matter how you try, niggas never die. We're just retaliating with hate, then we multiply. [Ab] See me striking down the block in combo. Mama [Fm] like a motherfucker living like I'm [Bbm] grown up. Ain't no stopping at the red lights. Sideways, [Gb] love life, motherfucker, crawl, pace. [Ab] Let the cops pop they lights on. Chase me, nigga, [Bbm] zigzagging through the freeway. Race me, nigga, in a high speed chase with the law. The realest [Gb] motherfucker that you ever saw. I'm living raw [Ab] till they bury me. Don't worry me, I'm [Bbm] high. Living like I ain't afraid to die. _ Walking mile in my [Gb] shoes and you'd be crazy too. _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _
This motherfuckin' life, I live it.
[Ab] Shit.
Hella motherfuckin' roadblocks [Db] including cops.
We still ride, though.
[Bbm] West side,
West side.
I want money in large amounts.
My garage full [Ab] of cars that bounce.
Movin' my thang to major weight, cause [Bbm] every dollar counts.
Buses jealous and hags, niggas is punks.
They run it off at the mouth, till I fill it up with my puns.
They jump my automatic, keep them wary.
[Ab] Why you frontin' like you Billy?
Badass nigga, you scary.
I been knowin' [Bbm] you for years, we was high school,
P.A.,. junior high. I was itchin' to kill, and you was ready [Gb] to die. Why you bullshit, nigga? Dyin' to [Ab] catch a case, bustin' my automatics at [Bbm] motherfuckers in foreign places. Leave in no place, they see my face and they bury. Some bitches dyin' to hurry, still I ride. I'm [Gb] never worried, Mr. McAbelley, tell me to ride. [Ab] Number five, pick my enemies out the crowd, and [Bbm] motherfuckers die. It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga, it's how it is. Homie got into a fight, last night they [Gb] killed his kid. In this life I lead, people currently [Ab] seeking high off weed. Collect cheese, make my enemies [Bbm] bleed. When you see me, nigga, holler my set. And watch them ride out, more motherfuckers till we die. In this life I lead, people currently seeking high off [Ab] weed. Collect cheese, make my enemies bleed. [Bbm] When you see me, nigga, holler my set. And watch them ride out, more motherfuckers till we die. The only way to change me is mimic from my brains. I [Ab] was stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain. I [Bbm] pray to my God every day. But he don't listen, the poverty bothers me. My mama's [Gb] smoking one just in the kitchen. Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom. [Ab] Praying for money, whatever give her she be dead [Bbm] soon. Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else? A third thing, can't feed [Gb] myself. Can I blame daddy cause he left me? Wish he [Ab] would've hugged me two months like him. Cause my mama don't [Bbm] love me, I'm a home that an early age. Getting paid in a strut so I'd never be [Gb] afraid. What did I go astray? I'm hanging in the back streets [Ab] running with G's and dope things when they back me. [Bbm] Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize. I got nothing to lose. Everybody gotta [Gb] die, say goodbye to the bad guy that you fucked when [Ab] you passed by. Block, block from the block, let [Fm] the glass [Bbm] fly. You would die walking mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy. Here we go again, ain't nothing separating us from a [Ab] Mac-10. Born in the ghetto as a hustler. [Bbm] Hold up, straight soldier. Bucket in the bus, there's no matter how you try, niggas never die. We're just retaliating with hate, then we multiply. [Ab] See me striking down the block in combo. Mama [Fm] like a motherfucker living like I'm [Bbm] grown up. Ain't no stopping at the red lights. Sideways, [Gb] love life, motherfucker, crawl, pace. [Ab] Let the cops pop they lights on. Chase me, nigga, [Bbm] zigzagging through the freeway. Race me, nigga, in a high speed chase with the law. The realest [Gb] motherfucker that you ever saw. I'm living raw [Ab] till they bury me. Don't worry me, I'm [Bbm] high. Living like I ain't afraid to die. _ Walking mile in my [Gb] shoes and you'd be crazy too. _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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