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Coolio - Gangsters Paradise - аккорды и текст, бас-таба, видео
Gangsters Paradise
Coolio
Verse Ab F As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death G I take a look at my life Cm And realize there's nothing left. Ab F 'Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long G Cm That even my momma thinks that my mind has gone. Ab F But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it. G Cm Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of. Ab F You betta watch how ya talking, and where ya walking G Cm Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk. Ab F I really hate to trip but I gotta lob, G Cm As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke. Ab F Fool, I'm the kinda g that little homie's wanna be like, G Cm On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street light. Chorus Ab F We've been spending most our lives G Cm Living in a gangsta's paradise. (x2) Ab F We keep spending most our lives G Cm Living in a gangsta's paradise. (x2) Look at the situation, they got me facing, I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the state. So I gotta be down with the 'hood team, Too much television watching, got me chasing dreams. I'm an educated fool with money on my mind Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye. I'm a locked out gangsta, set tripping banger And my homies are down so don't arouse my anger. Fool, death ain't nothing but a heart beat away, I'm living life do or die, what can I say? I'm twenty-three now, will I ever live to see twenty-four, The way things is going I don't know. Tell me why are we So blind to see. That the ones we hurt Are you and me? We've been spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. We've been spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. We keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. We keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. Power in the money, money in the power, Minute after minute, hour after hour, Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking It's going on in the kitchen But I don't know what's cooking. They say I gotta learn But nobody's here to teach me. If they can't understand it, how can they reach me? I guess they can't, I guess they won't, I guess they front, That's why I know my life is out of luck, foo! We've been spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. We've been spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. We keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. We keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise. Tell me why are we So blind to see. That the ones we hurt Are you and me? Tell me why are we So blind to see. That the ones we hurt Are you and me?James Morrison - Gangstas Paradise
Gangstas Paradise
James Morrison
This is a cover by James Morrison of the song Gangsta's Paradise performed by Coolio (inspired by Stevie Wonder's song Pastime Paradise). You can find the performance of this cover here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NoavvAjTfbw Tuning: Standard Chords: Ab 4 6 6 5 4 4 Fm 1 3 3 1 1 1 G 3 5 5 4 3 3 (Morrison plays 3 2 0 0 0 1 but I prefer the bar chord) Cm 3 3 5 5 4 3 The chords are repeated non-stop throughout the entire song in the same rhythm: Ab | Fm | G | Cm The hard part is timing the rap, the guitar part is a piece of cake. (Ooooh, ooooh, oooh, ooooh) Ab Fm As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death G Cm I take a look at my life and realize there's not much left Ab Fm Cause I've been blastin' and laughin so long that G Cm Even my ma'ma thinks that my mind is gone But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Me, be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of You better watch how you talkin, and where you walkin Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc'- As they grew I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like On my knees in the night Sayin' prayers in the street light Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise They got the situation, they got me facin' I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip So I gotta be down with the hood team Too much television watchin' got me chasin' dreams I'm an educated fool with money on my mind Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm a loc'ed out gangsta, set-trippin banger And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool Death ain't nuthin but a heart beat away I'm livin life do-or-die-a, what can I say? I'm twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-fow'? The way things are goin' I don't know Tell me why are we, so blind to see That the ones we hurt, are you and me Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Power and the money, money and the power Minute after minute, hour after hour Everybody's runnin, but half of them ain't lookin What's goin on in the kitchen, but I dont know what's cookin They say I got ta learn, but nobody's here to teach me, If they cant understand it, how can they reach me? I guess they can't; I guess they won't I guess they front; that's why I know my life is outta luck, fool! Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Been spending most their lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Keep spending most our lives living in the Gangsta's Paradise Tell me why are we, so blind to see That the ones we hurt, are you and me Tell me why are we, so blind to see That the ones we hurt, are you and mePostmodern Jukebox - Gangstas Paradise
Gangstas Paradise
Postmodern Jukebox
Fm Gm C As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death Fm Gm C I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left Bbm Fm 'Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long, G C That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone Fm Gm C But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Fm Gm C Me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of Bbm Fm You better watch how you're talking and where you're walking G C Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk Fm Gm C I really hate to trip but I gotta loc' Fm Gm C As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool Bbm Fm I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like G C On my knees in the night saying prayers in the streetlight C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise Fm Gm C Look at the situation they got me facin' Fm Gm C I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the streets Bbm Fm So I gotta be down with the hood team G C Too much television watching got me chasing dreams Fm Gm C I'm an educated fool with money on my mind Fm Gm C Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye Bbm Fm I'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin' banger G C And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, fool Fm Gm C Death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away, Fm Gm C I'm living life, do or die, what can I say Bbm Fm I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24 G C The way things are going I don't know C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise [musical interlude] C# Bbm C Fm Tell me why are we so blind to see C# Bbm C Fm That the ones we hurt are you and me Fm Gm C Power and the money, money and the power Fm Gm C Minute after minute, hour after hour Bbm Fm Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking G C What's going on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cookin' Fm Gm C They say I gotta learn, but nobody's here to teach me Fm Gm C If they can't understand it, how can they reach me Bbm Fm I guess they can't, I guess they won't G c I guess they front, that's why I know my life is out of luck, fool C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradisePostmodern Jukebox - Gangstas Paradise, аккорды для гитары, текст
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Скрыть Fm Gm C As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death Fm Gm C I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left Bbm Fm 'Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long, C C That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone Fm Gm C But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Fm Gm C Me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of Bbm Fm You better watch how you're talking and where you're walking C C Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk Fm Gm C I really hate to trip but I gotta loc' Fm Gm C As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool Bbm Fm I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like C C On my knees in the night saying prayers in the streetlight C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise Fm Gm C Look at the situation they got me facin' Fm Gm C I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the streets Bbm Fm So I gotta be down with the hood team C C Too much television watching got me chasing dreams Fm Gm C I'm an educated fool with money on my mind Fm Gm C Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye Bbm Fm I'm a loc'd out gangsta set trippin' banger C C And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger, fool Fm Gm C Death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away, Fm Gm C I'm living life, do or die, what can I say Bbm Fm I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24 C C The way things are going I don't know C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise [musical interlude] C# Bbm C Fm Tell me why are we so blind to see C# Bbm C Fm That the ones we hurt are you and me Fm Gm C Power and the money, money and the power Fm Gm C Minute after minute, hour after hour Bbm Fm Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking C C What's going on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cookin' Fm Gm C They say I gotta learn, but nobody's here to teach me Fm Gm C If they can't understand it, how can they reach me Bbm Fm I guess they can't, I guess they won't C C I guess they front, that's why I know my life is out of luck, fool C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise C# Bbm C Fm Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise Поделитесь с друзьями:Postmodern Jukebox - Break Free
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Gangsta's Paradise - Coolio : текст песени, аккорды для гитары, табулатуры
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Текст, перевод и аккорды “Gangsta's Paradise”
- As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life And realize there's nothing left 'Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long That even my momma thinks that my mind has gone But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of You betta watch how ya talking And where ya walking Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip but I gotta loc As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke Fool, I'm the kinda g that little homie's wanna be like On my knees in the night Saying prayers in the street light 1-Been spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise (2) Keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise (2) They got this situation, they got me facing I can't have a normal life, I was raised by the state So I gotta be down with the 'hood team Too much television watching, got me chasing dreams I'm an educated fool with money on my mind Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm a low down gangsta, set tripping banger And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger Fool, death ain't nothing but a heart beat away I'm living life do or die, what can I say? I'm twenty-three now but will I live to see twenty-four The way things is going I don't know. 2-Tell me why are we so blind to see That the ones we hurt are you and me? (rpt 1) Power in the money, money in the power Minute after minute, hour after hour Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking At what's going on in the kitchen But I don't know what's cooking. They say I gotta learn But nobody's gonna teach me If they can't understand, how can they reach me? I guess they can't I guess they won't, I guess they fuck That's why I know my life is out of luck, foo! (rpt 1, 2, 2) Lyrics courtesy of Leo's Lyrics website. http://www.leoslyrics.com
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