Chords for 2Pac - Gangsta Song (ft. Eminem, The Notorious B.I.G, Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg)

_ Da da da da [Ab] da, [Ebm] it's the one and only D.C.O. Double G.
Snoop Dogg!
Snoop Dogg!
Da da da da da, you know I'm mobbin' with the D.R.E. Diamonds [Ab] on my neck, [Bbm] chrome drop top.
You know the West Coast is back for all you suckas!
Suckas!
So put somethin' in [F] there!
Put [Bbm] it in there! _ _ _
Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop top.
Da da da da da, _ _ _ _ _ da da [Abm] da da da.
[C] _
[Bbm] Back with Andre the Giant, Mr.
Elephant Tuck.
Picture us, you'll be just another one to the dust.
Just one of my mother's sons who got thrown under the bus.
Kiss my butt, lick 400 [Ab] G's from under my nuts.
[Bbm] It disgusts me to see the [Ab] game the way that [Bbm] it looks.
It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get moist.
Bitches must, man they love me [Fm] when I lay in [Bbm] the cut.
Mr.
Cut, the lady give a [C] rady some paper cut.
Now [Bbm] picture us, it's ridiculous, she curses the thought.
Cause when I spit the first, the shit gets worse, the worst is your sauce.
If I could pick the words, just pick your perfect words every time.
Every verse, every line, the [C] simplest nursery rhymes.
It's [Bbm] elementary, the elephants have entered the room.
I've been to the state where the sense to [Fm] rub the tension is true.
[Bbm] Not to mention back where the vengeance [Ab] will hit the signal.
Of [Bb] the bat symbol, the platinum [Ab] trio's back on you hoes.
But [Bbm] still I'm havin' memories of high speeds when the cops crashed.
As I laugh, [Ab] pushin' the gas when my [Bbm] clocks blast.
We was young, and we was dumb, but we had heart.
In the dark, [Ebm] but we survived through the [Bbm] bad parts.
Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes.
No hesitation in the extermination of these bitches.
Indians, bitches, they still continue to pursue me.
I've cut the [Ebm] movies, now the [Ab] whole world's [Bbm] tryin' to screw me.
Even the cops tried to sue me, so what can I do but stay true?
Slippin' 22's a-brewin', now the media is tryin' to test me.
Got the press askin' questions, [Ebm] tryin' to stress me.
[Bbm] Misery is all I see, that's my [Ab] mind state.
My history [Bbm] with the police has saved the [Fm] crime rate.
My main [Bbm] man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and split.
He screamed, thug life, and [Abm] emptied the clip.
[C] [Bbm] They see that low rider [Fm] go by, they like, oh [Bbm] my.
You ain't got to tell me [Fm] why you're sick, cause I know why.
[Bbm] I've been through, in that sick spray, like sick and pray.
I'm a niche that they [Ab] can't scratch, [C] they say to [Bbm] me.
But hey, what else can I say?
I love LA, cause over and above all, it's just another day.
And this one begins where the last one ends.
Pick up where we left off and [Ebm] get smashed again.
[Bbm] I'll be damned, just around and crash my bitches.
Drive around with a smashed [Fm] run in.
Let's cash that [Bbm] one in.
Grab another one from out the stables.
Hermione Carter, El Camino, [Ebm] or the Eldorado.
The [Bbm] hell if I know, I will never stop the vinyl.
Decisions, decisions.
Garage looks like a six collision.
Or may go, [Ab] beats quake like Waco.
[Bbm] Just keep the bass, those [Ab] speakers away from [C] your face though.
[Bbm] Top dog, bite em all, [Ab] yeah I'm burning it up.
[Bbm] D.G.s, you should be turning it up.
CBT, LBC, yeah we hooking back up.
And when they bang this in the club, [Ebm] baby you got to get up.
[Bbm] Cause homies suck, homies, yeah they giving it up.
Oh my, oh my, boy we living it up.
Taking chances while we dancing in the party for sure.
Slip my girl a 44 when she grabbin the [E] back door.
[Bbm] Chickens looking at me strange, [Fm] but you know I don't care.
[Bbm] Step up in the smoke, just a swank in my hair.
Shrink, quit talking, crip walk if you down with the set.
Take a bullet with some grip and [C] take the smoke on the jam.
[Bbm] Out of town, put it down, [Fm] put a follow up rap.
[Bbm] And if you happen to get cracked, trick, check your back.
Come back, get back, [Fm] that's the point of success.
If [Bbm] you believe in the S, you'll be relieving your stress.
Diamonds on my neck, home drop top.
La la la la la.
[Fm] _
_ [Bbm] Diamonds on my neck, [Fm] home drop top.
[Bbm] La la la la [Ebm] la.
[Bbm] Diamonds on my neck, home [Fm] drop top.
[Bbm] Showing on the scene, smoking pounds of green.
Ooh wee, you [Ab] see the ugliest, [Bbm] money hungriest.
[Ebm] Brooklyn lock mess, [Bbm] 9-millimeter cock test.
One for test, and the winner is.
Y'all niggas know the rules, I blast all niggas till my [Fm] fist never bruise.
[Bbm] Land still, cruise, fight's right, [Ab] pay the [Gb] dues.
That's who's the one, bet they say, [Fm] Papa's every.
Look [Bbm] forward to me like I'm a savvy.
All of a sudden, now every.
Buddy, big Willie, done did it, come with it.
Get your [Ab] head split it, or get your [Bbm] neck slit it.
Admit you over did it, you shit it.
Just ain't got that loud.
Don't you shout like, ta-daow.
You small fellas, stand now.
Friends, raise [Ebm] your eyebrows.
By now, you're fidget.
[Bbm] You talking about that nigga, but you're weak-ass assumptions.
You let the dumping, I'll be the pumping.
You're feeling something.
Catch my drip, or catch my [Ebm] 4-5th lift.
At least [Bbm] six inches above project fences.
Turn me to menses, jumps turn to flinches.
When I rain, I drench your stage, your park benches.
Miss you by pinches, you're talking censors.
Act on these, I will crack your, crack jaw.
Yes, I rock to try to box.
Dangerous or not, I kicks damn.
Twist your body around and around.
[Ebm] _