Old School Chords by 2Pac

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Here we go, we're gonna send this one out to the old school, all these motherfuckers
in the Bronx and Brooklyn and Staten Island, Queens and all the motherfuckers that laid
it down, the foundation, you know what I'm saying?
Number love for the old school, that's what we're gonna do this one. _ _ _
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[B] _ [Abm] _ _ _ [E] _ [B] We like the old [Abm] school.
_ _ _ _ I remember [Gb] Mr.
[B] Magic Flash, well that's the cast of LL Raisin' Hell, but at your last _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[N] _ _ _ _ _ ever being right in was, this shit to me I flipped to see a Dougie Flash show, where
Ricky [B] D and Rattler was flipping in work, and Chuck Steele had my _ _ _ homies on the hill
getting gill, when shit was real, _ _ _ when I was still a member raw, with Daddy Kane, when
Daylight Zone was putting pot holes in the game, I _ _ _ _ can't explain how it was, when DNE
_ _ _ had me puffing on that Buddha getting buzzed, _ and still I buzz, them block parties [N] in the
projects and on my block, and Ricky D's style slipping on that Promised Sky, I threw my
I play a skelly ring, Olivia will catch a kiss
Before the homies in my hood learn to smack a bitch, I remember
Way back, the week feed they had
Too many seeds in the trade bag
I'm on a train heading uptown
[B] Freestyling with some wild kids from uptown
Both smiling, got the hoochies for staring
Checking where the niggas wearing
I'm wondering [Ebm] if that's a hair, I remember
Stick [B] ball, up the hoochies for the draw
I'll take your legs on the step, sticking up the hall
School childhood, violence is juvenile
A young nigga trying to stay away from rockers now
Me and my homies breaking out, trying to keep it true
Out on the roof, sipping 90 proof and eating like the old school
We're the gang, we're the old school gang
We're eating like the old school gang
_ _ _ Ain't nothing like the old school gang
We're _ _ _ eating like the old school gang
_ _ _ Ain't nothing like the old school gang
_ _ _ _ Ain't nothing like the old school gang
_ _ _ I remember popping and locking and Curtis Blow
And Scott LaRocca, Snoopah Ho back in Latin quarters
With Slick, Greg was spitting Lottie Dottie
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties
[Ebm] I remember [B] break dancing the Melee Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL, Wendy rock the Bells
Forget the TV, I'd rather hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful, don't let the transit cops see me
Ain't nothing like the old school gang
_ _ _ We're eating like the old school gang
_ _ Ain't nothing like the old school gang
We're eating like the old school gang
Ain't nothing like the old school gang _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Ain't nothing like the old school gang
[Abm] I remember screaming at your mom from the window
The ice cream, remember all [B] the, remember the Tyian Icees yo
Yo, remember the entire life
[Gb] Spanish niggas coming down with the coconut
Icees and shit