Chords for Dr. Dre (Lyrics) - Gospel

_ _ [Ebm] _ _ Yeah
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[Ebm] _ _ _ _ Dre [F] you [Ebm] ready
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[Ebm] _ _ Cut him undercover
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[Ebm] timeless [F] ready for
[Ebm] Progress feeling like I'm just getting started two shots back for my dearly departed you are now [Abm] dealing with a monster.
[Ebm] [F] Oh shit
[Ebm] Profits dr.
A bitch.
I'm a prophet black Wall Street niggas know where the stock is
[F] Try me [Ebm] niggas never [F] see me, but it ain't hard [Ebm] to find me
[F] Unwinding sits [Ebm] blinding still grinding rising
[Eb] Stop [Ebm] talking about the past on the future nigga
_ _ Nigga, like me still here motherfucker gold figure looking for my next [Abm] gold digger this summer [Ebm] here gonna [F] be colder than winter
[Ebm] I already told you I fold you [Abm] like hundreds of billions [Ebm] and you can go missing put that on my children
Bet [Abm] that nigga [Ebm] what [F] regret that [Ebm] run it up and I'm about to sum it up
_ _ This shit here that [Abm] problem living at [Ebm] the bottom of [Abm] a bottle full [Ebm] throttle my model
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[Ebm] Fucking with me like with the [Ebm] lotto that awful [Abm] and your [Ebm] nostril and [F] a brothel.
This [Ebm] is gospel
Yeah, I'm [F] gonna need all that
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[Ebm] Even try
_ _ _ This why you on that no one know what overdose the window is yeah hip-hop shit sell better than the coated
Like a [F] satanic cult.
[Ebm] It's an old [Abm] ritual slaughtering [Ebm] goats bitch
You're fucking with [Abm] the original glow [Ebm] sick and anybody can get it Cove it
I [Abm] don't know shit.
It was [Ebm] so sharp.
[F] I slip my own fucking [Ebm] throat with it
So rich, I got more [F] chips than my shoulders [Ebm] and I'm about as approachable as a roaches
[B] So [F] better steer clear from it [Ebm] here comes a [F] new clear bomb for your [B] eardrums lyricism at its most [Abm] fearsome and fierce
We're [Ebm] on another tier like a tear ducts up a echelon your career something
[Abm] It was sheer luck like a fucking leprechaun with his [Ebm] beard cut with a punisher weapon drawn with a beer gun
It's lower than the Decepticon with his gear stuff and I put a serial killing your [Ebm] [F] Kellogg's
I love checks and I [Ebm] hate tricks and you're a fake bitch.
[Abm] I can spot you like you bout to wait lift
Yeah, bitch.
I'm better than cake mix
Can be whipped with egg beaters [Ebm] you cunts must be out of your labia sin gods my alias
[Abm] So if I don't have faith [Ebm] in me, then it basically makes me an atheist
Nick [Abm] is got the world by the [Ebm] trapeze [Abm] and a chokehold and a [Ebm] sleeper
Yeah, and me and [Eb] Dre are like dog hair
[Ebm] We're both in our lab folks like retrievers, but like a Doberman I'm a [Abm] whole different breed of what [Ebm] animal mutt [F] mix
What a overachiever.
Oh, you're the king of rap
You're about to be overthrown like a [B] pass over the head of an [Bbm] open receiver
This shit didn't come in the [Abm] blows like a wiener
[Ebm] I'm finished [F] putting these clothes to the [Ebm] ringer the clothes in between the two [F] rollers of weight
No, what I mean is flows in a woven.
I treat them like thread by a tie wind up
[Abm] So when machine up [Ebm] so fucks if you don't give them either time to ride or die cuz you read the both
Do you need to throw a middle finger up if you're rolling?
I'm gonna ride till I die, [Fm] give a fuck if [Ebm] you bitches [Fm] die, put a [Ebm] motherfucking hole in your face, [F] back up bitch don't even try
I am that motherfucker, Ben Nicole, that's why you on that no one know us, overdose the one dope ass, hip hop shit sell better than the coke did
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