Key: E minor
Verse 1
Gm
That's some good- ass weed
this game is a motherfuckin' trip man
Everybody always tryin' to run
up on me
Hollerin' about word on the streets
is this nigga said this
Man I don't give a fuck about
what that nigga said man
you niggas is just like bitches
Ho- ass niggas,
Study your own, get your own, you
know what I'm sayin'?
Be independent nigga, beotch
Verse 2
Am
Yeah
Dm
Am
Bitch niggas (bitch niggas)
Gm
Bitch niggas (bitch niggas)
Bitch- ass niggas (beotch)
Bitch niggas (bitch niggas)
Yeah I'm talkin' about you (beotch)
Bitch niggas
And you too (beotch)
Verse 3
Dogg, so many niggas like to keep up shit
And just like a bitch (beotch) niggas
Bb
Gm
Am
be talkin' shit (nigga)
Dm
Am
Dm
Smilin' in my face and then they blast me
in the back (ka- ka- ka- ka- ka)
Am
Dm
Niggas stay strapped from way back
Make niggas wanna pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the game
Dm
Am
We rock that shit, my nigga Dre,
drop that shit (right)
Dm
Am
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and
drippin' and shit
If you act like a bitch (nigga) nigga
Dm
Gm
you get smacked like a bitch
Verse 4
Verse 5
the fuck is goin' on
Bb
Gm
Let me holla at these
Verse 6
Dm
Am
The aggravated, makin' these
Dm
Gm
punk motherfuckers hate it
Compton is the city I'm from
Can't never leave the crib
Dm
Am
Huh, I can't live my life
Dm
Gm
shit but cut throats
They smile in a nigga face,
Bb
Gm
and for what?
They got the game all fucked up,
Bb
Dm
and want my thing fucked up
I done learned a lot,
Am
Dm
seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga,
Now peep game on what
Six- Deuce told me
Verse 7
Dm
Am
And these punk- ass hoes
You gotta watch your homeboys, cause
Oh, they'll be around,
but when yo' paper get low
Just like Master P said,
Dm
Gm
"There they go, there they go"
Dm
Gm
Bitch niggas uh-
Dm
huh
Verse 8
Bitch nigga, hella bitch nigga
motherfucker bitch nigga
Bb
Gm
A bitch nigga, a bitch nigga
Verse 9
if it was slightly darker
Am
Lights was little dimmer my dick be stuck
Dm
Gm
up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather blow me than fight,
I'm from the old school
Like Romey Rome homey yo,
you owe me the right
Am
Dm
Am
To slap you, like the bitch that you are,
Bb
Gm
are? Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you shit on Hitt,
Bb
Am
get yo' shit bust, plus
Dm
Am
Dm
Pistol- whipped, cover it up,
use yo' bitch's blush
Aaug
Am
Mr. Powder Puff yo',
Dm
Gm
bark ain't loud enough, huh
I know Chihuahuas that's mo' rah- rah,
ha ha
I have to laugh Dre,
I bet he take bubble baths
Dm
You don't want no trouble with the Aftermath staff,
trust me
Am
Dm
Doggy Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus me
soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to estrogen
most hated specimen
Outro 1
Dm
Am
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Bb
Gm
Bb
Dm
Gm
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsGm Dm Am Bb Aaug
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