Tonalité : G minor
Verse 1
C
D
You live by the gun die
Em
by the gun
G
Ain't nowhere to hide
C
nowhere to run
D
From de rom pa- pa- pom-
Em
pom pack a A- K
G
In the heart of the slums that's
where we stay
Em
Verse 2
I know this 'lil nigga man
Bm
he only five feet three
Em
Napoleon complex that's what I see
He pack a four to five when he walking
through the streets
So even in the winter time the nigga
Bm
Em
got heat ya feel me
He never knew his pops
Bm
Em
His momma tryna raise him but
his daddy is the block
Bm
Thug life tat so they call him 'lil pac
Em
He hustle in the trap so he really
Bm
Em
hates cops ya feel me
G
Em
He only 16 really too young
to even know what life mean
Bm
Em
Knuckle head nigga think
G
he know everything
Em
He headed to the grave or he heading
to the bing believe me
Screaming crime don't stop he either
gonna rap play ball or sling rock
Once he making money he
don't really give a fuck
Live fast die young ball until
C
his times up ya see me
Verse 3
G
So now ya can't run away ain't
C
got no protection
Em
You brought this on yourself
D
C
this is the end of the road
G
Ain't shit you can say
you just gotta take it
C
Em
You live by the gun die by the gun
D
Ya kinda had that coming
Verse 4
Em
He was born with drugs up in his veins
Bm
Em
Be cause his mom ma
was addicted to cocaine
A beast on the court but that
Bm
was about to change
Em
Once he made a couple dollars
from a dice game
Moved out his house now he
lives in the fast lane
Bm
Em
Thinks that he's grown you can't
Bm
tell him a damn thing
Em
Get it all on his own so
he crowned himself king
Try take it from him he let eight
shots sing straight up
G
Having shoot outs with the police
Em
It happens when you're raised
in the belly of the beast
A chip on his shoulder claiming
G
that he run the streets
Em
A real life D- bo if you got it he want piece
But it's only a matter of damn time
Before he's laid out with his
mom crying
Hooked up to a respirator
while the doctor trying
To bring him back but the clock's stopped
C
and homie done ran outta time
Verse 5
G
So now ya can't run away ain't
C
got no protection
Em
You brought this on yourself
D
C
this is the end of the road
G
Ain't shit you can say
you just gotta take it
C
Em
You live by the gun die by the gun
D
C
Ya kinda had that coming
Verse 6
D
You live by the gun die by the gun
Em
G
Ain't nowhere to hide
C
nowhere to run
D
From de rom pa- pa- pom-
Em
pom pack a A- K
G
In the heart of the slums
Em
C
that's where we stay
Verse 7
G
So now ya can't run away ain't
C
got no protection
Em
You brought this on yourself
D
C
this is the end of the road
G
Ain't shit you can say
you just gotta take it
C
You live by the gun die by the gun
Em
Ya kinda had that coming
D
Ya kinda had that coming
Outro 1
C
G
C
Em
D
C
G
C
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