Gangsta's Paradise taby ukulele według Coolio

G#                             Cm
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.
       G#                     Cm
'Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long
     G                            Cm
That even my momma thinks that my mind has gone.
            G#                       Cm
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.
    G#                        Cm
You betta watch how ya talking, and where ya walking
   G                            Cm
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk.
  G#                        Cm
I really hate to trip but I gotta lob,
        G                          Cm
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke.
      G#                          Cm
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

G#                    Cm
  We've been spending most our lives
       G              Cm
Living in a gangsta's paradise. (x2)

G#                 Cm
  We keep spending most our lives
       G              Cm
Living in a gangsta's paradise. (x2)