Still a 'G' Thang chords by Snoop Dogg

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Verse 1

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm finna be in the corner

in my lowrider, dawg

Verse 2
Ya heard me?
Dm 
Hm, yeah (whoa)
Am 
Top dollar with the gold flea collar
Dm 
Yeah, it's still a G thang
It's time for all the lowriders out there
Am 
(top dollar with the gold flea collar)
Yeah
C 
Dm 
Am 
All the dippers, you like to get ya dip on
Hit a switch or two,
Dm 
bang a corna' sittin' on threes
Am 
Yeah, right (top dollar
with the gold flea collar)
Trip

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Verse 3
Dm 
It's like four and to the five and to
the six and to the seven
Am 
I once was told that all
Doggs go to Heaven
Dm 
Well, how ya been? Where ya been
and what it look like?
Am 
My game trump tight especially
C 
when it bump like
Dm 
Four DPG's gettin' crazy
Am 
And No Limit is the label that pays me
Dm 
Ridin' 'round town layin'
Am 
game down like Goldie
And I remember what
C 
my mama showed me
Dm 
Told me  game recognize game
Am 
And stay true to what ya do
and don't be ashamed
Dm 
I got all my game from
her sometimes I have to wonder
Am 
How I keep from goin' under,
Dm 
I'm a cold mothafucka
I fall to my knees and thank God before
Am 
I do my thang (thank God)
C 
Dm 
I don't know why, I love to gangbang
See life ain't nothin' but a twist anyway,
Am 
bitch, anyway
You can say what you wanna say
Dm 
Just don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean,
old
Am 
Fiend know, C know and P know,
Dm 
see loc'
We make music for the thugs
Am 
and the bangers
And the bitches
C 
Fuck you R&B singers
Dm 
She want a nigga with his
khacki's hangin' real low
Am 
In a black (yeah) rag Sixty-four,
Dm 
hm  m
Rollin' down the street lookin'
way clean (way clean)
Am 
Bangin' that real shit,
nigga like Al Green
Dm 
I'm headed straight to
Am 
the LB (LBC)
Forget it, that's what they tell me
Dm 
Sell me  everythang except
some bullshit
Am 
And when it's time for the
gunfight, nigga pull quick
Dm 
'Cause ain't nothin'
butter but us
Am 
And nigga you'll get wet up
for fuckin' with my cheddar
Dm 
It's cold outside,
nigga grab ya sweater
Am 
And that bad bitch you fuckin' with
C 
Nigga, she get ya set up
Dm 
Boy, you done,
put all ya trust in that ho
Am 
Didn't ya see what happened
Dm 
to the President Niggaro?
Livin' in a tight house,
big as the White House
Am 
You fucked around and stuck ya dick
C 
In that white bitch mouth
Dm 
What you talkin' 'bout? (Huh?)
Fool, I'm dirty like the South
Am 
And to be real,
I feel that's how I'm comin' out
Dm 
Am 
Back on the ho stroll, highway pimp patrol
Put ya cuffs on ya, girl,
C 
nigga let her off parole
Dm 
Man, nigga way cold with his game
Am 
What's his mothafuckin' name?
Who me?
Dm 
I'm the capital S, I don't fuck with stress
Am 
N double O-P D-O,
C 
mothafuckin' double double G
Dm 
The coldest entertainer,
Am 
gangbanger since Alphonz Capone (say that then)
Count money like Basie,
C 
Dm 
police tryna chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you can't
Am 
I'm ridin' in a tank,
C 
I'm blowin' hella dank
Dm 
So whether ridin' in ya lo-lo or
Am 
or smokin' on some doe doe
C 
Spread the word and take the photo
Dm 
The Last Don done hooked
up with the mothafuckin'
Am 
King of the coast with the most,
here's a toast
Dm 
And Snoop Dogg is the representer
Through the niggas and G's
Am 
through the LBC's
C 
And the Calio projects,
Dm 
Brooklyn to Queens
Chi-town, whoa whoa now,
Am 
Dm 
Am 
the Dogg Pound in  the house
C 
Dm 
Every time we touch down right
next to my hometown
D-town (Detroit),
Am 
Eastside St. Louis (St. Louis)
Dm 
Spokane, get ya money, man,
tic-tock (tic-tock)
Am 
Little Rock, right next to Houston, Texas
Home of Rap-A-Lot,
Dm 
Am 
we we we like to jack a lot (uh-huh)
Gimme what ya got (yeah), let me
get that up out ya
Dm 
Nigga, I got ya somethin' for
Am 
the summertime while it's hot
And got the bitches posted
C 
up in the parkin' lot
Dm 
And guess what? (What?)
Am 
She want the nigga with the
biggest nuts (who dat?)
A nigga who don't give a fuck
Dm 
Am 
Ya see, niggas like me, all we see is
Money, power moves,
and a bitch a week
Dm 
And last but not least
my nigga B-O-Z
Am 
Much Much Much love from the N.O,
my nigga, feel me?
Dm 
And my little cousin D-A-Z, forever,
Am 
forever, forever, nigga
Dm 
This DPGC, and oh, yeah,
and Dr. D-R-E (Dr. Dre)
Am 
You know where I'm at, nigga, holla at me
Dm 
Get at me, holla at me, nigga,
holla at a Dogg that's real
Am 
Y'all niggas know what's
happenin'
It's still a (DPG)
Dm 
It's still a G   thang

Verse 4

It's still a G thang (DPG) It's still a

G thang

It's still a G thang (DPG)

Verse 5

It's still a G thang It's still

a G thang (nigga, DPG)

Yeah, and No Limit From the

Verse 6
Dm 
Am 
LPG
Yeah, No Limit,
C 
Dm 
Am 
yeah yeah
LPC, yeah rise
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
LPC, yeah, rise rise
Am 
LPC, uh-huh
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Yeah, for life, for life
Am 
Low rise, something
Dm 
Am 
for the lowriders