2Pac: When We Ride ft. Outlawz Chords

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_ _ Outlaw [F] Immortals, bow down to something greater [B] than yourself, trick.
[Ebm] Individual incapable [Bb] of enormous amounts of chin [A] checks and eye swabs.
They ain't [C] knowin', you watchin' the train, seein' what [C] lies before [D] you, biatch.
Picture, if you will, [B] seven deadly human [Bb] beings, blessed with the gift of [F] speech.
The power to reach each nigga on every [Ebm] street.
May the heavenly fatherless dare to be [Bb] proud of what transpired since the day the seed was planted.
The G-Groove, but we knew we had the thick.
Smoked out, [Ebm] woked out, all in the shit.
It's me and my dogs livin' like hogs, Outlaw [Bb] Immortals.
What followed was a story, what preceded was the clue.
The lies turned into [B] fiction, [Ebm] so fuck around and make it true. _
My adversaries crumble when we [B] rumble, it's a [Bb] [Ab] catastrophe.
I'm overbearing, don't [Bb] bitch, niggas that blast at [Abm] me.
Blast my aliens and [B] smack a belly.
[Eb] Unloaded [E] 357 with hollow points to a nigga belly.
Bust him and see if he [F] bleed, he should've never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like [Bbm] me.
They call my name out, niggas run.
[B] Let's be [Ebm] prepared for the outlaws to be come.
They call me Hussain Feather, it's a [Bb] two-game technique.
I'm robbin' your niggas, cradle with a knife in your navel.
[B] Rat-related, criminally [Eb] activated and evil.
I wouldn't wanna be [G] you, but how my fuckin' tales [Ebm] are legal to the end?
I'm tellin' all friends and enemies, you see what I got to make you breathe?
To touch me, you the entity's complete load.
[F] Wanted on the streets of the East Coast, [Ebm] young guns fire and niggas bleed smoke.
I be shinin' like Mike Dallas and Chris, [B] glistenin' and holdin' pistols.
[F] Them interests ain't with all [Bb] the parola, their residential score balls.
Since million, billion [B] dollar ball up, [Eb] you get the sorter.
All up all on the [Eb] nigga, I be sure to get you.
Can't [Ebm] cash flow, fast [B] show, blow my [Gb] cash flow.
[Db] Blastin' out my last, don't pass all these [Bb] class jokes.
And assholes who claims like [B] they be runnin' [Ebm] things.
I be gottin' those same niggas runnin' like my other name.
I be this motherfuckin' Napoleon [Bb] and I'd rather be robbin' again.
Before these motherfuckers leave me sufferin' but [Eb] it ain't nothin'.
And I got no cop or no bluff, no before a nigga finish puttin' in [E] work.
I better end up with [Ebm] somethin'.
I think these niggas got the [Eb] game fucked up.
[Bb] If they don't believe that a young nigga like me will bluff.
But hey, see some rust, [Eb] I'm facin' cases.
Look, probation [E] is what I'm seein' when these money on the ice, we [Ebm] chasin'.
Duh nigga, till we [B] die, no [Bb] mercy on these flayin' hatin' bitches.
Ask [Bb] me why, when we ride.
[Eb] Duh nigga, till we [B] die, no [Eb] mercy on these flayin' hatin' bitches.
Ask me why, [Eb] when we ride. _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Ebm] It's the imperial serial killer.
[B] Alias [Bb] Mussolini, [Bm] mentally disabled, you [Bb] status.
So you can't stingy drug molo.
Ridin' [B] Concord Jet, [Eb] ragged Vets.
Shakin' bitches, the shakers [Eb] are drippin' on set.
In the wide screen, I keep it [B] one in the chamber.
[Bbm] Put the [Eb] anger that I built inside.
[Bb] When it's time to ride, suicidal thoughts lurkin'.
[B] Fuckin' no end [Ebm] to revenge.
Fuck any, my alias Mussolini.
They call me E.D.,. from the [F] side of CD. [Bb] Young nigga [A] greedy, so I'm runnin' up on these niggas easy. It ain't nothin' [Ab] cause they want somethin'. [Ebm] So I'ma come in, step up and stomp down. I'ma step up while my beat is bumpin', thuggin'. Till my fuckin' ass stop. [C] With Lil' [Bb] Paul and Cash [Bm] Flow. Who you with, what's on that ass? So don't [Bb] ask though. I know A-Mortal's doin' his [F] dick nerd on the [Ebm] spot. So when you test the high, I won't be bribed. My L.E. is Kadaf. Trump tight so fast, [B] can't cop me. Sick of [Bb] being cocky, quick to hit your bitches, you chop. Too nearly addicted [F] to livin' like a fuckin' [Ebm] felon. My people with hooky cops, and the cookie rocks. A nigga sellin' since a shorty, I been livin' like the fine. [Bb] Pickle plated chrome, got the [Eb] baby go home. Lookin' like a dime, and [Bb] I ain't lyin'. It's like it's [Eb] me against myself. With all these black daddy's, [Ebm] they grabbin' at my fuckin' wealth. My homie, he called a camera and slammin'. [Bb] Killa, the bottom of the river, where's the body ladies? Shivers, I'm back, nigga, with the beat. Bad [D] cats, with the [Ebm] murderous stat. They creep, while these motherfuckers eat beef. It's been a [B] long road, a lot of [Bb] episodes. [Bm] And as the clock flows, [Bb] I gotta teach hoes. Teach hoes, make a [E] frilly nigga win [Eb] a match. And [Abm] now I'm so fast, and then the assassin. [Ebm] Dog niggas til we [B] die, no [Bb] mercy on these [Eb] playa a**es. That's me, why? That's who we ride. [Abm] Dog niggas til we [B] die, no [Ebm] mercy on these playa a**es. That's me, why? That's who we ride. Dog niggas til we [B] die, no [Bb] mercy on these playa a**es. That's me, why? That's who we ride. Dog niggas til we [B] die, no [Eb] mercy on these playa a**es. That's me, why? That's who we ride. [Abm] _ Outlaw Immortals, baby. Y'all niggas can't fade this, don't [F] pray. _ [Bb] Masebelle, Hussein, Castro, Doppel, [Cm] _ I mean, [B] Nipose and [Ab] Komey. Which I really [Bb] wanna do. [B] Like a nigga [Gb] said, what you do? [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [Bb] [Db] Get in there. [Ebm] Flash in, we can stab [Bb] like. [Ebm] This shit we stab like. We Outlaw Immortals. [B] Don't [Ebm] give a shit. You die, nigga, but we both fly. Let [B] me live like this. [Ebm] _ I'm a famous motherfucker. _ [B] I'm talking about the [Bb] Newsweek [Ab] and Time Magazine and all that old shit. [Bb] _ My niggas make the [Ebm] paper, baby. My niggas make the front, baby. _ _ [B] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [N] _