Dr Dre - Nuthin But A G Thang (HQ) Chords
Tempo:
94.55 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
E
Em
A
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [E] [Bm]
[Em] [A] [Bm]
One, [E] two, three and to the folks Snoop Doggy [G] Dogg and Dr.
Dre is at the dope
Ready to make [C#] an entrance so back on up Cuz you know we bout [Bm] to rip shit up
Give me the microphone first so I can [C#m] bust like a bubble
Hoppin' in [Bm] Long Beach together now you know you in trouble
Ain't nuttin' but [E] a G-Fang, baby Too [Bm] low-def, nigga, so it crazy
Death Row is a [E] label that's hazy Unfadeable, so please don't try [Bm] to face it
But I'm back to the [Em] lecture at hand Perfection is [Bm] perfected so I'ma let him understand
From a [E] young G's perspective And before me digger the [G] bitch I have to
find the contraceptive You never [Em] know she could be earnin' her man
And learnin' [A] her man [D] And at the same time burnin' her man
Now you know [E] I ain't with that shit, lieutenant Ain't no [Bm] pussy good enough to get burned while
I'm offended And that's [B] relevant, [A] real deal, holy field
[Bm] And now you hooked up and hoes know how I feel
My lips is [Em] good enough to get broke off a proper [Bm] chunk
I take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's like [C#] this and like that and like [B] this, Santa
It's like [Bm] that and like this and like that, Anna
It's like [C#] this and like [F#m] that and like this, Santa
Drake [Bm] creeps at a mic like a panda
Well, I'm peepin' and I'm [C#] creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I jammed and got [G] caught cuz my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me to [E] make my impressions felt
So sit back, relax, [G#] and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a ride [E] like this before
With a [Bm] producer who can rap and control the mic stroke
At the same time [E] with a dope rhyme that [A] I kick
You know and [Bm] I know I flow some more funky shit
To add to my collection, this election symbolizes dope
Take a toke but don't choke
If you do, you have no clue of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like [Em] that and like this, Santa
It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that, Anna
It's like this and [C#] who gives a fuck about Vogue?
So just [F#] chill [Bm] to the next episode
[E] [G#]
[E] [F#m] [Bm] Fallin' back on that ass, what a [E] hell of five gangsta lane
Gettin' funky on the [D] mic like a old bat to collard green
It's the [E] capital S-O-S impression, double O-P-P-O-double [Bm]-D-Y-D-O-double-D, you see
Showin' much [A] flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin', losin', clockin' a [Bm] grip like my name was Dola Mike
Yeah, [C#m] and it don't quit
I think they in the [Bm] mood for some motherfuckin' G shit
So it's right, [C#] [F#m] gotta give them what they want
[Bm] We gotta break them off somethin', [C#m] yeah, yeah
And it's gotta be thumpin', [G#] city of Compton
Square takes [Em] place, so I'ma ask your attention
[Bm] Marvin' like a motherfucker, but I ain't lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' the [Em] sucker niggas mumble
[Bm] When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and your [Em] ass'll get smacked
My motherfuckin' homie, Doggy [Bm] Dogg, has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if I [E] slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then you [Bm] know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap [E] down, put the Mac down
And if your [Bm] bitches talk shit, I have to put the [G] smack down, yeah
And you don't stop, I told you I'm just like a clock
When I tick and I tock, [D] but I'm never [E] off, always on
Took a break of dawn, see you when P [Bm].D.O. in
And the city, they call Long Beach
[E] Puttin' the shit together, like my [Bm] nigga D.O..C. No one can do it better like this, [A] that, and this, and a It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that and a It's like this, then [Em] who gives a fuck about goals? So just [F#] chill, [Bm] till the next episode [C#] [Bm]
[E] [A] [Bm]
[Em] [G#]
[E] [F#m] [Bm]
[C#m] [F#m] [G#]
[E] [F#m] [Bm] [N]
[Em] [A] [Bm]
One, [E] two, three and to the folks Snoop Doggy [G] Dogg and Dr.
Dre is at the dope
Ready to make [C#] an entrance so back on up Cuz you know we bout [Bm] to rip shit up
Give me the microphone first so I can [C#m] bust like a bubble
Hoppin' in [Bm] Long Beach together now you know you in trouble
Ain't nuttin' but [E] a G-Fang, baby Too [Bm] low-def, nigga, so it crazy
Death Row is a [E] label that's hazy Unfadeable, so please don't try [Bm] to face it
But I'm back to the [Em] lecture at hand Perfection is [Bm] perfected so I'ma let him understand
From a [E] young G's perspective And before me digger the [G] bitch I have to
find the contraceptive You never [Em] know she could be earnin' her man
And learnin' [A] her man [D] And at the same time burnin' her man
Now you know [E] I ain't with that shit, lieutenant Ain't no [Bm] pussy good enough to get burned while
I'm offended And that's [B] relevant, [A] real deal, holy field
[Bm] And now you hooked up and hoes know how I feel
My lips is [Em] good enough to get broke off a proper [Bm] chunk
I take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's like [C#] this and like that and like [B] this, Santa
It's like [Bm] that and like this and like that, Anna
It's like [C#] this and like [F#m] that and like this, Santa
Drake [Bm] creeps at a mic like a panda
Well, I'm peepin' and I'm [C#] creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I jammed and got [G] caught cuz my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me to [E] make my impressions felt
So sit back, relax, [G#] and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a ride [E] like this before
With a [Bm] producer who can rap and control the mic stroke
At the same time [E] with a dope rhyme that [A] I kick
You know and [Bm] I know I flow some more funky shit
To add to my collection, this election symbolizes dope
Take a toke but don't choke
If you do, you have no clue of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like [Em] that and like this, Santa
It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that, Anna
It's like this and [C#] who gives a fuck about Vogue?
So just [F#] chill [Bm] to the next episode
[E] [G#]
[E] [F#m] [Bm] Fallin' back on that ass, what a [E] hell of five gangsta lane
Gettin' funky on the [D] mic like a old bat to collard green
It's the [E] capital S-O-S impression, double O-P-P-O-double [Bm]-D-Y-D-O-double-D, you see
Showin' much [A] flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin', losin', clockin' a [Bm] grip like my name was Dola Mike
Yeah, [C#m] and it don't quit
I think they in the [Bm] mood for some motherfuckin' G shit
So it's right, [C#] [F#m] gotta give them what they want
[Bm] We gotta break them off somethin', [C#m] yeah, yeah
And it's gotta be thumpin', [G#] city of Compton
Square takes [Em] place, so I'ma ask your attention
[Bm] Marvin' like a motherfucker, but I ain't lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' the [Em] sucker niggas mumble
[Bm] When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and your [Em] ass'll get smacked
My motherfuckin' homie, Doggy [Bm] Dogg, has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if I [E] slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then you [Bm] know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap [E] down, put the Mac down
And if your [Bm] bitches talk shit, I have to put the [G] smack down, yeah
And you don't stop, I told you I'm just like a clock
When I tick and I tock, [D] but I'm never [E] off, always on
Took a break of dawn, see you when P [Bm].D.O. in
And the city, they call Long Beach
[E] Puttin' the shit together, like my [Bm] nigga D.O..C. No one can do it better like this, [A] that, and this, and a It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that and a It's like this, then [Em] who gives a fuck about goals? So just [F#] chill, [Bm] till the next episode [C#] [Bm]
[E] [A] [Bm]
[Em] [G#]
[E] [F#m] [Bm]
[C#m] [F#m] [G#]
[E] [F#m] [Bm] [N]
Key:
Bm
E
Em
A
C#
Bm
E
Em
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _
One, [E] two, three and to the folks Snoop Doggy [G] Dogg and Dr.
Dre is at the dope
Ready to make [C#] an entrance so back on up Cuz you know we bout [Bm] to rip shit up
Give me the microphone first so I can [C#m] bust like a bubble
Hoppin' in [Bm] Long Beach together now you know you in trouble
Ain't nuttin' but [E] a G-Fang, baby Too [Bm] low-def, nigga, so it crazy
Death Row is a [E] label that's hazy Unfadeable, so please don't try [Bm] to face it
But I'm back to the [Em] lecture at hand Perfection is [Bm] perfected so I'ma let him understand
From a [E] young G's perspective And before me digger the [G] bitch I have to
find the contraceptive You never [Em] know she could be earnin' her man
And learnin' [A] her man [D] And at the same time burnin' her man
Now you know [E] I ain't with that shit, lieutenant Ain't no [Bm] pussy good enough to get burned while
I'm offended And that's [B] relevant, [A] real deal, holy field
[Bm] And now you hooked up and hoes know how I feel
My lips is [Em] good enough to get broke off a proper [Bm] chunk
I take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's like [C#] this and like that and like [B] this, Santa
It's like [Bm] that and like this and like that, Anna
It's like [C#] this and like [F#m] that and like this, Santa
Drake [Bm] creeps at a mic like a panda
Well, I'm peepin' and I'm [C#] creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I jammed and got [G] caught cuz my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me to [E] make my impressions felt
So sit back, relax, [G#] and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a ride [E] like this before
With a [Bm] producer who can rap and control the mic stroke
At the same time [E] with a dope rhyme that [A] I kick
You know and [Bm] I know I flow some more funky shit
To add to my collection, this election symbolizes dope
Take a toke but don't choke
If you do, you have no clue of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like [Em] that and like this, Santa
It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that, Anna
It's like this and [C#] who gives a fuck about Vogue?
So just [F#] chill [Bm] to the next episode
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] Fallin' back on that ass, what a [E] hell of five gangsta lane
Gettin' funky on the [D] mic like a old bat to collard green
It's the [E] capital S-O-S impression, double O-P-P-O-double [Bm]-D-Y-D-O-double-D, you see
Showin' much [A] flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin', losin', clockin' a [Bm] grip like my name was Dola Mike
Yeah, [C#m] and it don't quit
I think they in the [Bm] mood for some motherfuckin' G shit
So it's right, [C#] [F#m] gotta give them what they want
[Bm] We gotta break them off somethin', [C#m] yeah, yeah
And it's gotta be thumpin', [G#] city of Compton
Square takes [Em] place, so I'ma ask your attention
[Bm] Marvin' like a motherfucker, but I ain't lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' the [Em] sucker niggas mumble
[Bm] When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and your [Em] ass'll get smacked
My motherfuckin' homie, Doggy [Bm] Dogg, has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if I [E] slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then you [Bm] know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap [E] down, put the Mac down
And if your [Bm] bitches talk shit, I have to put the [G] smack down, yeah
And you don't stop, I told you I'm just like a clock
When I tick and I tock, [D] but I'm never [E] off, always on
Took a break of dawn, see you when P [Bm].D.O. in
And the city, they call Long Beach
[E] Puttin' the shit together, like my [Bm] nigga D.O..C. No one can do it better like this, [A] that, and this, and a It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that and a It's like this, then [Em] who gives a fuck about goals? So just [F#] chill, [Bm] till the next episode _ _ [C#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ [N] _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _
One, [E] two, three and to the folks Snoop Doggy [G] Dogg and Dr.
Dre is at the dope
Ready to make [C#] an entrance so back on up Cuz you know we bout [Bm] to rip shit up
Give me the microphone first so I can [C#m] bust like a bubble
Hoppin' in [Bm] Long Beach together now you know you in trouble
Ain't nuttin' but [E] a G-Fang, baby Too [Bm] low-def, nigga, so it crazy
Death Row is a [E] label that's hazy Unfadeable, so please don't try [Bm] to face it
But I'm back to the [Em] lecture at hand Perfection is [Bm] perfected so I'ma let him understand
From a [E] young G's perspective And before me digger the [G] bitch I have to
find the contraceptive You never [Em] know she could be earnin' her man
And learnin' [A] her man [D] And at the same time burnin' her man
Now you know [E] I ain't with that shit, lieutenant Ain't no [Bm] pussy good enough to get burned while
I'm offended And that's [B] relevant, [A] real deal, holy field
[Bm] And now you hooked up and hoes know how I feel
My lips is [Em] good enough to get broke off a proper [Bm] chunk
I take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's like [C#] this and like that and like [B] this, Santa
It's like [Bm] that and like this and like that, Anna
It's like [C#] this and like [F#m] that and like this, Santa
Drake [Bm] creeps at a mic like a panda
Well, I'm peepin' and I'm [C#] creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I jammed and got [G] caught cuz my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me to [E] make my impressions felt
So sit back, relax, [G#] and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a ride [E] like this before
With a [Bm] producer who can rap and control the mic stroke
At the same time [E] with a dope rhyme that [A] I kick
You know and [Bm] I know I flow some more funky shit
To add to my collection, this election symbolizes dope
Take a toke but don't choke
If you do, you have no clue of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like [Em] that and like this, Santa
It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that, Anna
It's like this and [C#] who gives a fuck about Vogue?
So just [F#] chill [Bm] to the next episode
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] Fallin' back on that ass, what a [E] hell of five gangsta lane
Gettin' funky on the [D] mic like a old bat to collard green
It's the [E] capital S-O-S impression, double O-P-P-O-double [Bm]-D-Y-D-O-double-D, you see
Showin' much [A] flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin', losin', clockin' a [Bm] grip like my name was Dola Mike
Yeah, [C#m] and it don't quit
I think they in the [Bm] mood for some motherfuckin' G shit
So it's right, [C#] [F#m] gotta give them what they want
[Bm] We gotta break them off somethin', [C#m] yeah, yeah
And it's gotta be thumpin', [G#] city of Compton
Square takes [Em] place, so I'ma ask your attention
[Bm] Marvin' like a motherfucker, but I ain't lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' the [Em] sucker niggas mumble
[Bm] When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and your [Em] ass'll get smacked
My motherfuckin' homie, Doggy [Bm] Dogg, has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if I [E] slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then you [Bm] know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap [E] down, put the Mac down
And if your [Bm] bitches talk shit, I have to put the [G] smack down, yeah
And you don't stop, I told you I'm just like a clock
When I tick and I tock, [D] but I'm never [E] off, always on
Took a break of dawn, see you when P [Bm].D.O. in
And the city, they call Long Beach
[E] Puttin' the shit together, like my [Bm] nigga D.O..C. No one can do it better like this, [A] that, and this, and a It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that and a It's like this, then [Em] who gives a fuck about goals? So just [F#] chill, [Bm] till the next episode _ _ [C#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ [N] _