Chords for Dr. Dre - Big Ego's (feat. Hittman)
Tempo:
88.85 bpm
Chords used:
B
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Em
F#
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Los Angeles Approach Control, this is Cessna 0281E 119.3, over.
[F#] Cessna 081E, Los Angeles [Am] Approach Control, roger, request?
Cessna 0281E [F] is over the Compton Airport, 525 [B],000, requesting a mount [Em] controlled approach to the Los Angeles Airport, over.
[B] 0281E, Los Angeles Approach Control, over.
[Am]
[F#] [B] [Em]
[B] [Am]
[F#] [B] [Em]
[B] [Am]
[F#] [B] I [Em] got more class than most of them, ran with the best [B] of them, forgave the less of them and blazed at the rest [Am] of them.
What can I say, California, [A] where niggas die everyday [B] over some shit they say.
[Em] Disconnected from the streets forever, as long as I got a [B] Beretta, nigga, I'm down for whatever.
[Am] I roll with my shit off safety, for [F#] niggas that been hatin' me lately [B] and the bitches that wanna break [Em] me.
If Cali blew up, I'd be in the [B] aftermath, bumpin' gangsta rap shit down the blast for cash.
[Am] Cause from Eazy-E to D.O.C. to D.T..G., started from that [Bm] S.O.B. D.R. [Em].E. Like Dub C, I'm mixed rollin', pistol holdin', [Bm] pocket swole, nigga, that's how I'm rollin'. [Am] Put the flame to the killer, nigga, worldwide [F#] homicide mob [B] figure in the building, for [Em] real. I'm hittin' switches, makin' bitches eat bitches, see [B] me grab a dick every time I pose for [Am] pictures. I own acres, floor seats watchin' us acres, I'm cool with S.A.s. [B] who got A.K.s and K [Em].C.s. Delicate to all of those with big ego, never faded, we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [F#] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they know it's Jeeps and [Em] Regals. Delicate to all of those with big [B] ego, never faded, we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [E] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they been the Jeeps and [Em] G.O.s. I bust with Mr. Tuffy, flash this movie, do it, [F#] crash flex on Tuesdays, harassin' [Am] hoes in movies. Passin' by with Uzi, see who you [F#] aimin' at, that Shady [B] bitch and that bitch nigga that was [Em] claimin' that, Raps Attack. [F#] [Am] I don't sympathize for wack hoes and [A] wimpy guys, you got to [B] recognize that man is a hit [Em] surprise. Kelly Cribe, Ron Corrider, South [B] Centralize, the Henny got me energized, smoke [Am] guys tryin' to focus on mines. Poke their eyes out, I'm [F#] L.A.'s. Locust, hope they don't have [B] to find out the hard way. [Em] Like snitch niggas in the band that get hit when the [B] guards look the other way. Hittin' hard, hit man and Dre, [Am] you playin' games, I suggest you know the rules. We puttin' guns to fools, make [B] you run your jewels. Take [Em] your honey and cruise to the snooty and snooze. Cop [B] fools, pop coochie to the nut, oozin'. Shouldn't fuck [Am] with crews, get sick, aftermath is we root shit. [F#m] I'm big hit, don't confuse [B] me with no other, bop and [Em] blow, motherfucker. Dedicated to all of those with big ego, [B] that were fated we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [F#] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they been the Jeeps and [Em] G.O.s. Dedicated to all of those with big ego, that were fated [B] we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [A] Heels, [F] niggas play this and they been the Jeeps and G.O.s. [B] You look like AC Green, bitch don't call [G] here anymore. [Em] [B] We feed like Benver Greens, bitch don't call here [G] anymore. [Bm] No, no, no, no. What up, it's Hitman. I ain't at the crib right now, [F] so you can leave a name and number after the beep. Unless it's Tammy's ugly ass, I
[F#] Cessna 081E, Los Angeles [Am] Approach Control, roger, request?
Cessna 0281E [F] is over the Compton Airport, 525 [B],000, requesting a mount [Em] controlled approach to the Los Angeles Airport, over.
[B] 0281E, Los Angeles Approach Control, over.
[Am]
[F#] [B] [Em]
[B] [Am]
[F#] [B] [Em]
[B] [Am]
[F#] [B] I [Em] got more class than most of them, ran with the best [B] of them, forgave the less of them and blazed at the rest [Am] of them.
What can I say, California, [A] where niggas die everyday [B] over some shit they say.
[Em] Disconnected from the streets forever, as long as I got a [B] Beretta, nigga, I'm down for whatever.
[Am] I roll with my shit off safety, for [F#] niggas that been hatin' me lately [B] and the bitches that wanna break [Em] me.
If Cali blew up, I'd be in the [B] aftermath, bumpin' gangsta rap shit down the blast for cash.
[Am] Cause from Eazy-E to D.O.C. to D.T..G., started from that [Bm] S.O.B. D.R. [Em].E. Like Dub C, I'm mixed rollin', pistol holdin', [Bm] pocket swole, nigga, that's how I'm rollin'. [Am] Put the flame to the killer, nigga, worldwide [F#] homicide mob [B] figure in the building, for [Em] real. I'm hittin' switches, makin' bitches eat bitches, see [B] me grab a dick every time I pose for [Am] pictures. I own acres, floor seats watchin' us acres, I'm cool with S.A.s. [B] who got A.K.s and K [Em].C.s. Delicate to all of those with big ego, never faded, we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [F#] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they know it's Jeeps and [Em] Regals. Delicate to all of those with big [B] ego, never faded, we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [E] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they been the Jeeps and [Em] G.O.s. I bust with Mr. Tuffy, flash this movie, do it, [F#] crash flex on Tuesdays, harassin' [Am] hoes in movies. Passin' by with Uzi, see who you [F#] aimin' at, that Shady [B] bitch and that bitch nigga that was [Em] claimin' that, Raps Attack. [F#] [Am] I don't sympathize for wack hoes and [A] wimpy guys, you got to [B] recognize that man is a hit [Em] surprise. Kelly Cribe, Ron Corrider, South [B] Centralize, the Henny got me energized, smoke [Am] guys tryin' to focus on mines. Poke their eyes out, I'm [F#] L.A.'s. Locust, hope they don't have [B] to find out the hard way. [Em] Like snitch niggas in the band that get hit when the [B] guards look the other way. Hittin' hard, hit man and Dre, [Am] you playin' games, I suggest you know the rules. We puttin' guns to fools, make [B] you run your jewels. Take [Em] your honey and cruise to the snooty and snooze. Cop [B] fools, pop coochie to the nut, oozin'. Shouldn't fuck [Am] with crews, get sick, aftermath is we root shit. [F#m] I'm big hit, don't confuse [B] me with no other, bop and [Em] blow, motherfucker. Dedicated to all of those with big ego, [B] that were fated we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [F#] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they been the Jeeps and [Em] G.O.s. Dedicated to all of those with big ego, that were fated [B] we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [A] Heels, [F] niggas play this and they been the Jeeps and G.O.s. [B] You look like AC Green, bitch don't call [G] here anymore. [Em] [B] We feed like Benver Greens, bitch don't call here [G] anymore. [Bm] No, no, no, no. What up, it's Hitman. I ain't at the crib right now, [F] so you can leave a name and number after the beep. Unless it's Tammy's ugly ass, I
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Los Angeles Approach Control, this is Cessna 0281E 119.3, over.
[F#] Cessna 081E, Los Angeles [Am] Approach Control, roger, request?
Cessna 0281E [F] is over the Compton Airport, 525 [B],000, requesting a mount [Em] controlled approach to the Los Angeles Airport, over.
[B] 0281E, Los Angeles Approach Control, over.
[Am] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] I [Em] got more class than most of them, ran with the best [B] of them, forgave the less of them and blazed at the rest [Am] of them.
What can I say, California, [A] where niggas die everyday [B] over some shit they say.
[Em] Disconnected from the streets forever, as long as I got a [B] Beretta, nigga, I'm down for whatever.
[Am] I roll with my shit off safety, for [F#] niggas that been hatin' me lately [B] and the bitches that wanna break [Em] me.
If Cali blew up, I'd be in the [B] aftermath, bumpin' gangsta rap shit down the blast for cash.
[Am] Cause from Eazy-E to D.O.C. to D.T..G., started from that [Bm] S.O.B. D.R. [Em].E. Like Dub C, I'm mixed rollin', pistol holdin', [Bm] pocket swole, nigga, that's how I'm rollin'. [Am] Put the flame to the killer, nigga, worldwide [F#] homicide mob [B] figure in the building, for [Em] real. I'm hittin' switches, makin' bitches eat bitches, see [B] me grab a dick every time I pose for [Am] pictures. I own acres, floor seats watchin' us acres, I'm cool with S.A.s. [B] who got A.K.s and K [Em].C.s. Delicate to all of those with big ego, never faded, we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [F#] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they know it's Jeeps and [Em] Regals. Delicate to all of those with big [B] ego, never faded, we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [E] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they been the Jeeps and [Em] G.O.s. I bust with Mr. Tuffy, flash this movie, do it, [F#] crash flex on Tuesdays, harassin' [Am] hoes in movies. Passin' by with Uzi, see who you [F#] aimin' at, that Shady [B] bitch and that bitch nigga that was [Em] claimin' that, Raps Attack. _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Am] I don't sympathize for wack hoes and [A] wimpy guys, you got to [B] recognize that man is a hit [Em] surprise. Kelly Cribe, Ron Corrider, South [B] Centralize, the Henny got me energized, smoke [Am] guys tryin' to focus on mines. Poke their eyes out, I'm [F#] L.A.'s. Locust, hope they don't have [B] to find out the hard way. [Em] Like snitch niggas in the band that get hit when the [B] guards look the other way. Hittin' hard, hit man and Dre, [Am] you playin' games, I suggest you know the rules. We puttin' guns to fools, make [B] you run your jewels. Take [Em] your honey and cruise to the snooty and snooze. Cop [B] fools, pop coochie to the nut, oozin'. Shouldn't fuck [Am] with crews, get sick, aftermath is we root shit. [F#m] I'm big hit, don't confuse [B] me with no other, bop and [Em] blow, motherfucker. Dedicated to all of those with big ego, [B] that were fated we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [F#] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they been the Jeeps and [Em] G.O.s. Dedicated to all of those with big ego, that were fated [B] we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [A] Heels, [F] niggas play this and they been the Jeeps and G.O.s. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ You look like AC Green, _ bitch don't call [G] here anymore. _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ We feed like Benver Greens, bitch don't call here [G] anymore. _ _ [Bm] No, no, no, no. What up, it's Hitman. I ain't at the crib right now, [F] so you can leave a name and number after the beep. Unless it's Tammy's ugly ass, I
[F#] Cessna 081E, Los Angeles [Am] Approach Control, roger, request?
Cessna 0281E [F] is over the Compton Airport, 525 [B],000, requesting a mount [Em] controlled approach to the Los Angeles Airport, over.
[B] 0281E, Los Angeles Approach Control, over.
[Am] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] I [Em] got more class than most of them, ran with the best [B] of them, forgave the less of them and blazed at the rest [Am] of them.
What can I say, California, [A] where niggas die everyday [B] over some shit they say.
[Em] Disconnected from the streets forever, as long as I got a [B] Beretta, nigga, I'm down for whatever.
[Am] I roll with my shit off safety, for [F#] niggas that been hatin' me lately [B] and the bitches that wanna break [Em] me.
If Cali blew up, I'd be in the [B] aftermath, bumpin' gangsta rap shit down the blast for cash.
[Am] Cause from Eazy-E to D.O.C. to D.T..G., started from that [Bm] S.O.B. D.R. [Em].E. Like Dub C, I'm mixed rollin', pistol holdin', [Bm] pocket swole, nigga, that's how I'm rollin'. [Am] Put the flame to the killer, nigga, worldwide [F#] homicide mob [B] figure in the building, for [Em] real. I'm hittin' switches, makin' bitches eat bitches, see [B] me grab a dick every time I pose for [Am] pictures. I own acres, floor seats watchin' us acres, I'm cool with S.A.s. [B] who got A.K.s and K [Em].C.s. Delicate to all of those with big ego, never faded, we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [F#] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they know it's Jeeps and [Em] Regals. Delicate to all of those with big [B] ego, never faded, we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [E] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they been the Jeeps and [Em] G.O.s. I bust with Mr. Tuffy, flash this movie, do it, [F#] crash flex on Tuesdays, harassin' [Am] hoes in movies. Passin' by with Uzi, see who you [F#] aimin' at, that Shady [B] bitch and that bitch nigga that was [Em] claimin' that, Raps Attack. _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Am] I don't sympathize for wack hoes and [A] wimpy guys, you got to [B] recognize that man is a hit [Em] surprise. Kelly Cribe, Ron Corrider, South [B] Centralize, the Henny got me energized, smoke [Am] guys tryin' to focus on mines. Poke their eyes out, I'm [F#] L.A.'s. Locust, hope they don't have [B] to find out the hard way. [Em] Like snitch niggas in the band that get hit when the [B] guards look the other way. Hittin' hard, hit man and Dre, [Am] you playin' games, I suggest you know the rules. We puttin' guns to fools, make [B] you run your jewels. Take [Em] your honey and cruise to the snooty and snooze. Cop [B] fools, pop coochie to the nut, oozin'. Shouldn't fuck [Am] with crews, get sick, aftermath is we root shit. [F#m] I'm big hit, don't confuse [B] me with no other, bop and [Em] blow, motherfucker. Dedicated to all of those with big ego, [B] that were fated we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [F#] Heels, niggas play [B] this and they been the Jeeps and [Em] G.O.s. Dedicated to all of those with big ego, that were fated [B] we get the dough and live [Am] legal. Haters, haters, we sip the Moe and yank the [A] Heels, [F] niggas play this and they been the Jeeps and G.O.s. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ You look like AC Green, _ bitch don't call [G] here anymore. _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ We feed like Benver Greens, bitch don't call here [G] anymore. _ _ [Bm] No, no, no, no. What up, it's Hitman. I ain't at the crib right now, [F] so you can leave a name and number after the beep. Unless it's Tammy's ugly ass, I