Life Akkorde von
The Game
The Game

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Tonart: Gb major
Verse 1
Abm
"My daddy ain't goin' nowhere
Interlude 1
Never"
Abm
Ab
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Whether we
Verse 2
dribble out this
Eb
Ab
motherfucker
Rap, rock or riddle out this motherfucker
We gon' get up out this motherfucker
Same way that Venus did,
Gm
Serena did, we them kids
Cm
Gm
Whitney was talking 'bout
that's how it was
Ab
Before my brother caught them slugs and
I watched coroners chalk him out
That ain't my brother in that box,
what niggas talking bout?
Couldn't pallbearer cause I was
Gm
Cm
too weak to walk him out
Gm
And that's real shit,
Verse 3
I'm dedicated
Eb
Ab
Like Pac was to Jada before
Eb
Jada met Will Smith
Ab
I'm already turnt up,
Eb
chronic still burnt up
Ab
Fuck outta here,
Gm
Cm
with all that lean and popping pills shit
Gm
Jump in my Impala get
it hopping with a kill switch
Ab
I done been around the world,
my life is like a field trip
I done been to Africa,
Eb
seen niggas in Attica
Ab
Cops killing our youth,
Eb
Gm
Cm
these numbers ain't adding up
Gm
Like that white boy
Verse 4
sitting in a prison cell
Ab
Killed nine people in a church,
how he living still?
I couldn't understand,
I spent hours with Farrakhan
Just begging him to let me be the
Cm
millionth man
Gm
But some of these niggas just make
Ab
you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin like a ceiling fan
Separate your body from soul,
soul from Earth
Roll a blunt with your remains
and then ash it in the dirt
Verse 5
Cm
Gm
Listen, you ain't a Christian
Ab
'cause you go to church
Listen, you ain't a gangster
'cause you got the work
A real gangster's one who take
Eb
Ab
care of his whole family
Like me, even though my baby
mama can't stand me
Cm
Gm
Her name tattooed on my neck,
nigga it's branded
Ab
And my fucking kids tighter
than Ray J and Brandy
Yeah, I give it to you so
you understand
Gm
Fucking bitches took my family
Cm
Gm
Eb
Ab
Eb
Verse 6
Ab
Bye baby, rock- a- bye baby
No tears or sobs, baby,
Gm
been listening to Nas lately
Cm
And I can't lie, baby,
Gm
been missing them thighs, baby
Ab
But it's more to life than Gucci and Louis Vuitton,
baby
It's more to life than tripping on lies, baby
Put feelings aside, baby,
Cm
you Nicki Minaj, baby
Ab
Verse 7
Cm
Gm
One day we all die, baby
Ab
So I'd rather go hard,
keep Cali alive, baby
Eb
Ab
Yeah, keep Cali alive, baby
Double entendre, nigga that's my baby
Cm
And don't nobody
Gm
father kids like me
Ab
Word to Kevin Hart,
take care of they rib like me
I made fucked up decisions but
don't let 'em crucify me
I'm still the same nigga on my
Gm
Cm
California ID
Gm
Eb
Yeah, Compton nigga
Ab
Blame Dre, it's his fault that
I'm a monster, nigga
I was selling crack in west side
Eb
Bompton, nigga
Ab
Yeah I can rap,
but I ain't ask for no sponsors, nigga
Cm
Gm
I was light skin and young
Klay Thompson, nigga
Ab
Fifteen, had guns like Contra, nigga
Now they call me bipolar, big
contradiction
This The Documentary 2 without
Eb
Doc's prescription
Motherfucker

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