Tonalité : F# minor
Intro 1
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Em
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Verse 1
C
Take me
D
back to the old school
Am
C
Where we can party, party
D
Am
Old school I am,
C
and I'll be low can play OG
Roll a diggy, got another nickname
D
by the name of Bugsy
Am
Oh, now hug me,
C
show a n***a a little bit of love
D
M .O .B., mob shit,
never said didn't tell you what
Am
C
Been in Oakland 25, that's some change
Held my ground when I was three
D
and my momma passed away
Am
I made it okay, n***a,
C
if she see me now
D
Boy, I betcha,
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I bet her ass would be so proud
C
But now it's time, baby, to party -arty
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Call up my crew for honey,
that's everybody
Am
Put it down like a man,
C
got ten hoes in the back
D
Of the Cadillac thrown down
just like that, that
Am
C
Ain't no change just because it's 1997,
man
D
Since 84, had a little hope
Since 86, been in the mix
Am
Then 88, called the case
C
All over the night, now nobody can find it
D
Just re miniscing about this shit
Em
Old school, bitch
Am
C
Take me back
D
To the old school
Am
C
Where we can party, arty
D
All we want to
Am
C
Take me back
D
To the old school
Am
C
Where we can party, arty,
D
Em
all we want to do
Am
I'm remembering when
C
I was with my daddy
in the white, oh white, stink, rape bed
D
With the T -tops that go pop, two pops,
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both of us just looking clean
D
He's out the window spitting a P,
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that's where I learned that G -A -M -E
C
He was a P .I. and I was cool to the fact
D
When he let the ladies get in the car
and I had to sit on them sexy laps,
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of course I grabbed
C
Before that, I pulled a smelly pinch
D
and all that led to is a little P
.I. getting a kiss
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Oops, you missed,
C
you went for the cheek,
you hit my lips
D
And Lil' Vep pullin' moves
and don't forget this old school
Am
Things that are done deal,
C
things that are done deal
D
Since I'm older now,
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it's something that I tell my kids
C
Real, nobody can be much more real
You say you are,
D
you're probably the Iron Man,
made out of steel
Am
C
See, my pops taught me the real route
D
Always lookin', suckin' the eye,
Am
who you talkin' bout, bout?
C
D
Take me back to the old school
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C
Am
C
D
Where we can party, arty, all we want to
Am
C
D
Take me back to the old school
Am
C
Where we can party, arty,
D
Em
all we want to
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C
Before compact kids see with shit like this
D
I can think way back to my
papa's 8 -track
Am
Flamin' through the door
C
with more C's than we
D
They smoke brown boogie down
but they keep some keys
Am
Psy chedelic on the wall,
C
the strobe light ball
D
Party all night, with no fuss and fight
Am
One time, I caught my uncle
C
on my auntie's thing
D
He pulled me to the side,
slipped a nigga some change
Am
Now I'm off to the ball,
C
coast clear so far
D
C
Hope mommy don't trip,
D
if I steal a sip
Am
Reminiscing on the vision
C
way back in the ways
Em
Coming clear through my mind
D
like it was yesterday
Am
But shit changed,
C
hoping it remain the same
D
Extending ingredients to the game,
Am
it started in the old
But when I reminisce,
C
I'll reminisce about Drew Bruce
D
I'm 45, fool, I've been like this,
now take me back to the old school
Am
C
D
Take me back to the old school
Am
C
D
Where we can party, arty, all we want to
Am
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Take me back to the old school
Am
C
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Where we can party, arty, all we want to
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D
Em
Take me back to the old school
Am
D
Em
Where we can party, arty, all we want to
Am
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Take me back to the old school
Am
C
Where we can party, arty,
D
Em
D
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all we want to
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