Gangsta Shit chords by Snoop Dogg

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Intro 1
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Nine

Verse 1
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in the mornin' feds at my door (my door)
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Lou Cortez creakin' cross
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the hardwood floor (right)
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Dippin' through the alley
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I made my escape
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Didn't even get a chance to grab
my Snoop Dogg tape
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Man with no music but
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happy he's free
Bailin' fast as I can bail down 19th Street
I got my sacks in my pocket
and at least a grand
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Gold on my knuckle,
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my pistol's closed in hand
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I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta
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from the LBC
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Remotely controlled
by the bombity
But just livin' in big city is
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a serious task
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Didn't know what the feds wanted,
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didn't have time to ask
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We're comin' with that G shit,

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Verse 2
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that see shit that makin' niggas sick
How does it feel to see a
G from your clique?
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Wake up, jumped out of bed
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wit my grin on (why?)
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Last night's dice game got my win on
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About a G and a half
is what I come with
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But twenty five G's is what I
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left with
Teatley was the word I heard
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I went deep in my  pockets and
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threw my stars on the cone
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Gimme the dice so I can break you niggas
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I threw a see (C- I- X) so my
point was the biggie
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Seven- four- four- tre back to back
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I sent two fools back to their lizzack
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See now

Verse 3
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I'm off to the graveyard shift
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And I gots ta pay my dues
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to make my grip
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But I chill 'cause my ho might call
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Ain't no thang 'cause I sleeps
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all day and slang when night fall
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And I takes a quick walk up the block
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With my Glock cocked,
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ready to make a stop where I set up shop
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On 59th and 8th Ave where all
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the homies be hangin'
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That's where a nigga'll be
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slangin
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I'm makin' a cool grip of shit,
this ain't me
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So I put my chips together
and cops a quarter ki
And now the shops on deck
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And everything that's mines I protect with a Tek,
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I don't half step
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Now I got ends
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And I'm rollin' a Lexus, fuck a Benz,
and so many new friends
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But I could only trust a  few
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And unawarely I trusted you
But if only G
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It's Snoop,

Verse 4
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G 
homies from the
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motherfuckin get- go
Devoted and quotin', back in '84
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I was thirteen, G was a year older
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But I still wadn't afraid to throw
him from his shoulders
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Gettin' good on the hood
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was the anticipation
And yeah, King Park was the destination
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Every nigga that I knew
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was at the Park that night
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Even the smokers that be levellin'
gettin' sparked tonight
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Back

Verse 5
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on the streets,
straight blue and grey
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'Cause I  represent like every day
Nigga you can't tell me I
don't be on the spot
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When I   can tell you all the
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homies that done get shot
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From at least about five years ago
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When I was in junior high
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goin' to Marshall
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The homey use to come up
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to the school and rock
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And leave and have the bitches
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flockin' his jock
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Damn them was the days of the past
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But since the Pizzound formed we
been whippin' people's ass
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And everybody a blast
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And if you don't believe me nigga
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you can axe the homey Daz
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And that's your ass
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Fucked around and let Young Swoop take
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your cash (ha ha)
He didn't even run,
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he walked away (bust)
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'cause I let it sit that day
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I wished I was there I
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would've clowned
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But that's why we axed your bitch
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ass from the Pound
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'cause he wouldn't
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even squad back
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Man we  can't fuck with no
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niggas like that
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He'll get us all cracked
If the police was behind us,
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he wouldn't even jump out with the strap
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Now that's what I call a
beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!)
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I second the emotion you was
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dropped the clique (yeah yeah)

Verse 6
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Some of these nigga are bitches too
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And some of these niggas look just like you
So if you've ever been toetone
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Go out and get your roll on you punk ass nigga,
you'll get stole on
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It's

Verse 7
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5:30 in the mornin',
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now I'm yizzawnin
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Now as I perceive to
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get G to a tee
And before I bail to school you
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know I blaze up a sack
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Another day, another dollar
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for the gangsta mack
Bitch act like you know,
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show me some sex and affection
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And let me dial slow, flossin',
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tossin' a bitch (bitch)
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Yeah Dogg, one more thing
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I forgot to mention
Shoot five niggas, shoot ten
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Shoot the piece, slip to your fiends
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Seven, goddamn it, when it deal
A '64 for the honeys,
straight ho for the G
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Young Daz, little nigga you
can't fuck with me
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Now I knew

Verse 8
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that them niggas
couldn't get at you
So what made them niggas
try to spit at you
Disrespect a gang that
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snitch on you
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Y'all punk ass niggas,
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man y'all some bitches too

Verse 9
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Who got some gangsta gangsta
shit? (ha ha)
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Swoop G, I heard somebody's
speakin up on you
'Cause when I drop mines there
was no more nickels and dimes
Just quarters, ounces,
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half ounces and quota
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PC is the season and I don't smoke blunt
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It sees the indo with skunk,
I might as well get drunk
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To smoke some stress,
that shit'll put a hole in your chest
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I only want another twenty dollar,
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sure got me fucked up
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My hood is gettin' hot and
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niggas is tryin ta plottin'
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Come up off a young nigga,
call his shots
Swoop G ain't the one,
I do its to be done (aah)
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Al- ways have my gun and
my G from 2- 1
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It's Cerritos but you don't hear me
though 'cause you don't really know
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About the you- know,
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I'm Cerritos, silly ho
Swoop G by the fuckin' L- be
's- see
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None of  these nigga want to
fuck with these (aah)