Dr. Dre - Nuthin But a G Thang Chords
Tempo:
94.6 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
E
A
C#
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [A] [Bm] [E]
[A] [Bm] One, [F#] two, bring it to the folks Snoop [Bm] Doggy Dogg and Dr.
Dre is at the door
Ready to [A] make an entrance so back on up Cuz you know a box [Bm] rips it up
Give me the microphone first so I [A] can bust like a bubble
Hoppin' and long beats [Bm] together now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but [C#] a G-Bang, baby Too low, doubt [Bm] make us all went crazy
Death Row is the label that [A] pays me Unbeatable, [Bm] so please don't try to fake this
But I'm back to [C#] the lecture at hand Perfection is [Bm] perfected so I'ma land a
stand From [E] a young G's [Am] perspective
And before me digger [Bm] the bitch I have to find the contraceptive
You never [C#] know she could be earnin' her man And [D] learnin' her man
And at the same time burnin' her man Now you [E] know I ain't with that shit, lieutenant
Ain't [A] no pussy good [Bm] enough to get burned while I'm offended
And that's relevant, real deal, holy field And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'd take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's [A] like this and like that and [F#] like this and a
It's [Bm] like that and like this and like that and a
It's [C#] like this and like that and [F#] like this and a
Drake [Bm] creep to the mic like a phantom
Well I'm peepin' and [E] I'm creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I damn near got [Bm] caught, cause my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me [A] to make my impression felt
So sit back, [Bm] relax, and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a [A] ride like this before
With a [Bm] producer who can rap and control the mic stroke
At the same time with the [A] dope rhyme that I kick
You know [Bm] and I know I flow some more funky shit
To add to my [E] collection, [B] this selection [Bm] symbolizes
Don't take a toke but don't choke
If [E] you do, you have no clue
Of what [F#m] me and my [Bm] homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like [C#m] that and like [Em] this and a
It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that and a
It's like this [C#] and hookers don't fuck about those
So [F#] just [Bm] chill, to the next episode
[C#] Fallin' [D#] [Bm] [E]
[F#m] [Bm] back on that ass, what [Em] a hell of five [A] gangsta lane
Gettin' funky on [Bm] the mic like a old batch of collard green
It's [E] the capital S-O-S impression, double O-P-P-O-double [Bm] G-Y-D-O-double G, you see
Showin' much [E] flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and [Bm] clockin' a grip like my name was Dolemite
Yeah, [E] and it don't quit
I think they in [F] the mood for [Bm] some motherfuckin' G shit Something's right
[A] What up, dawg?
Gotta give em what they want
[Bm] What's that G?
We gotta break em off something
[Em] E-O-E-S
And it's gotta be bumpin'
[Bm] City of Compton
Square take place, so [E] I'ma ask your attention
Poppin' like [D] a motherfucker but I ain't [Bm] lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' [C#] the sucker niggas mumble
When I move the mic, it's like [Bm] a cookie, they all crumple
Try to get close, say [Em] your ass'll get smacked
My [Bm] motherfuckin' homie Doggie Dog has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if [E] I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then [Bm] you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap [E] down, put the Mac down
And if your bitches talk [Bm] shit, I have to put the smack down
Yeah, [C#m] and you don't stop
I told you I'm just like [Bm] a clock when I tick and I tock
But I'm never [E] off, always on, took a break at dawn
See you when [Bm] PTO end, and the city they call Long Beach
[E] Puttin' the shit together, like my nigga G [Bm].O.C.
No one can do it better like this, [C#] that, and this, and uh
It's like [Bm] that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this, [Em] then who gives a fuck about those?
So [D] just [Bm] chill, till the next episode
[C#] [F#m] [Bm] [E]
[Bm] [Em]
[D] [C#m]
[A] [Bm] [C#]
[D] [Bm] [E]
[A] [Bm] One, [F#] two, bring it to the folks Snoop [Bm] Doggy Dogg and Dr.
Dre is at the door
Ready to [A] make an entrance so back on up Cuz you know a box [Bm] rips it up
Give me the microphone first so I [A] can bust like a bubble
Hoppin' and long beats [Bm] together now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but [C#] a G-Bang, baby Too low, doubt [Bm] make us all went crazy
Death Row is the label that [A] pays me Unbeatable, [Bm] so please don't try to fake this
But I'm back to [C#] the lecture at hand Perfection is [Bm] perfected so I'ma land a
stand From [E] a young G's [Am] perspective
And before me digger [Bm] the bitch I have to find the contraceptive
You never [C#] know she could be earnin' her man And [D] learnin' her man
And at the same time burnin' her man Now you [E] know I ain't with that shit, lieutenant
Ain't [A] no pussy good [Bm] enough to get burned while I'm offended
And that's relevant, real deal, holy field And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'd take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's [A] like this and like that and [F#] like this and a
It's [Bm] like that and like this and like that and a
It's [C#] like this and like that and [F#] like this and a
Drake [Bm] creep to the mic like a phantom
Well I'm peepin' and [E] I'm creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I damn near got [Bm] caught, cause my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me [A] to make my impression felt
So sit back, [Bm] relax, and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a [A] ride like this before
With a [Bm] producer who can rap and control the mic stroke
At the same time with the [A] dope rhyme that I kick
You know [Bm] and I know I flow some more funky shit
To add to my [E] collection, [B] this selection [Bm] symbolizes
Don't take a toke but don't choke
If [E] you do, you have no clue
Of what [F#m] me and my [Bm] homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like [C#m] that and like [Em] this and a
It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that and a
It's like this [C#] and hookers don't fuck about those
So [F#] just [Bm] chill, to the next episode
[C#] Fallin' [D#] [Bm] [E]
[F#m] [Bm] back on that ass, what [Em] a hell of five [A] gangsta lane
Gettin' funky on [Bm] the mic like a old batch of collard green
It's [E] the capital S-O-S impression, double O-P-P-O-double [Bm] G-Y-D-O-double G, you see
Showin' much [E] flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and [Bm] clockin' a grip like my name was Dolemite
Yeah, [E] and it don't quit
I think they in [F] the mood for [Bm] some motherfuckin' G shit Something's right
[A] What up, dawg?
Gotta give em what they want
[Bm] What's that G?
We gotta break em off something
[Em] E-O-E-S
And it's gotta be bumpin'
[Bm] City of Compton
Square take place, so [E] I'ma ask your attention
Poppin' like [D] a motherfucker but I ain't [Bm] lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' [C#] the sucker niggas mumble
When I move the mic, it's like [Bm] a cookie, they all crumple
Try to get close, say [Em] your ass'll get smacked
My [Bm] motherfuckin' homie Doggie Dog has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if [E] I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then [Bm] you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap [E] down, put the Mac down
And if your bitches talk [Bm] shit, I have to put the smack down
Yeah, [C#m] and you don't stop
I told you I'm just like [Bm] a clock when I tick and I tock
But I'm never [E] off, always on, took a break at dawn
See you when [Bm] PTO end, and the city they call Long Beach
[E] Puttin' the shit together, like my nigga G [Bm].O.C.
No one can do it better like this, [C#] that, and this, and uh
It's like [Bm] that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this, [Em] then who gives a fuck about those?
So [D] just [Bm] chill, till the next episode
[C#] [F#m] [Bm] [E]
[Bm] [Em]
[D] [C#m]
[A] [Bm] [C#]
[D] [Bm] [E]
Key:
Bm
E
A
C#
Em
Bm
E
A
[E] _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ One, [F#] two, bring it to the folks Snoop [Bm] Doggy Dogg and Dr.
Dre is at the door
Ready to [A] make an entrance so back on up Cuz you know a box [Bm] rips it up
Give me the microphone first so I [A] can bust like a bubble
Hoppin' and long beats [Bm] together now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but [C#] a G-Bang, baby Too low, doubt [Bm] make us all went crazy
Death Row is the label that [A] pays me Unbeatable, [Bm] so please don't try to fake this
But I'm back to [C#] the lecture at hand Perfection is [Bm] perfected so I'ma land a
stand From [E] a young G's [Am] perspective
And before me digger [Bm] the bitch I have to find the contraceptive
You never [C#] know she could be earnin' her man And [D] learnin' her man
And at the same time burnin' her man Now you [E] know I ain't with that shit, lieutenant
Ain't [A] no pussy good [Bm] enough to get burned while I'm offended
And that's relevant, real deal, holy field And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'd take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's [A] like this and like that and [F#] like this and a
It's [Bm] like that and like this and like that and a
It's [C#] like this and like that and [F#] like this and a
Drake [Bm] creep to the mic like a phantom
Well I'm peepin' and [E] I'm creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I damn near got [Bm] caught, cause my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me [A] to make my impression felt
So sit back, [Bm] relax, and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a [A] ride like this before
With a [Bm] producer who can rap and control the mic stroke
At the same time with the [A] dope rhyme that I kick
You know [Bm] and I know I flow some more funky shit
To add to my [E] collection, [B] this selection [Bm] symbolizes
Don't take a toke but don't choke
If [E] you do, you have no clue
Of what [F#m] me and my [Bm] homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like [C#m] that and like [Em] this and a
It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that and a
It's like this [C#] and hookers don't fuck about those
So [F#] just [Bm] chill, to the next episode
[C#] Fallin' _ _ [D#] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] _ back on that ass, what [Em] a hell of five [A] gangsta lane
Gettin' funky on [Bm] the mic like a old batch of collard green
It's [E] the capital S-O-S impression, double O-P-P-O-double [Bm] G-Y-D-O-double G, you see
Showin' much [E] flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and [Bm] clockin' a grip like my name was Dolemite
Yeah, [E] and it don't quit
I think they in [F] the mood for [Bm] some motherfuckin' G shit Something's right
[A] What up, dawg?
Gotta give em what they want
[Bm] What's that G?
We gotta break em off something
[Em] E-O-E-S
And it's gotta be bumpin'
[Bm] City of Compton
Square take place, so [E] I'ma ask your attention
Poppin' like [D] a motherfucker but I ain't [Bm] lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' [C#] the sucker niggas mumble
When I move the mic, it's like [Bm] a cookie, they all crumple
Try to get close, say [Em] your ass'll get smacked
My [Bm] motherfuckin' homie Doggie Dog has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if [E] I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then [Bm] you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap [E] down, put the Mac down
And if your bitches talk [Bm] shit, I have to put the smack down
Yeah, [C#m] and you don't stop
I told you I'm just like [Bm] a clock when I tick and I tock
But I'm never [E] off, always on, took a break at dawn
See you when [Bm] PTO end, and the city they call Long Beach
[E] Puttin' the shit together, like my nigga G [Bm].O.C.
No one can do it better like this, [C#] that, and this, and uh
It's like [Bm] that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this, [Em] then who gives a fuck about those?
So [D] just [Bm] chill, till the next episode
_ _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [D] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ One, [F#] two, bring it to the folks Snoop [Bm] Doggy Dogg and Dr.
Dre is at the door
Ready to [A] make an entrance so back on up Cuz you know a box [Bm] rips it up
Give me the microphone first so I [A] can bust like a bubble
Hoppin' and long beats [Bm] together now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but [C#] a G-Bang, baby Too low, doubt [Bm] make us all went crazy
Death Row is the label that [A] pays me Unbeatable, [Bm] so please don't try to fake this
But I'm back to [C#] the lecture at hand Perfection is [Bm] perfected so I'ma land a
stand From [E] a young G's [Am] perspective
And before me digger [Bm] the bitch I have to find the contraceptive
You never [C#] know she could be earnin' her man And [D] learnin' her man
And at the same time burnin' her man Now you [E] know I ain't with that shit, lieutenant
Ain't [A] no pussy good [Bm] enough to get burned while I'm offended
And that's relevant, real deal, holy field And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'd take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
It's [A] like this and like that and [F#] like this and a
It's [Bm] like that and like this and like that and a
It's [C#] like this and like that and [F#] like this and a
Drake [Bm] creep to the mic like a phantom
Well I'm peepin' and [E] I'm creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I damn near got [Bm] caught, cause my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me [A] to make my impression felt
So sit back, [Bm] relax, and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a [A] ride like this before
With a [Bm] producer who can rap and control the mic stroke
At the same time with the [A] dope rhyme that I kick
You know [Bm] and I know I flow some more funky shit
To add to my [E] collection, [B] this selection [Bm] symbolizes
Don't take a toke but don't choke
If [E] you do, you have no clue
Of what [F#m] me and my [Bm] homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like [C#m] that and like [Em] this and a
It's like that and like [Bm] this and like that and a
It's like this [C#] and hookers don't fuck about those
So [F#] just [Bm] chill, to the next episode
[C#] Fallin' _ _ [D#] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] _ back on that ass, what [Em] a hell of five [A] gangsta lane
Gettin' funky on [Bm] the mic like a old batch of collard green
It's [E] the capital S-O-S impression, double O-P-P-O-double [Bm] G-Y-D-O-double G, you see
Showin' much [E] flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and [Bm] clockin' a grip like my name was Dolemite
Yeah, [E] and it don't quit
I think they in [F] the mood for [Bm] some motherfuckin' G shit Something's right
[A] What up, dawg?
Gotta give em what they want
[Bm] What's that G?
We gotta break em off something
[Em] E-O-E-S
And it's gotta be bumpin'
[Bm] City of Compton
Square take place, so [E] I'ma ask your attention
Poppin' like [D] a motherfucker but I ain't [Bm] lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' [C#] the sucker niggas mumble
When I move the mic, it's like [Bm] a cookie, they all crumple
Try to get close, say [Em] your ass'll get smacked
My [Bm] motherfuckin' homie Doggie Dog has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if [E] I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then [Bm] you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap [E] down, put the Mac down
And if your bitches talk [Bm] shit, I have to put the smack down
Yeah, [C#m] and you don't stop
I told you I'm just like [Bm] a clock when I tick and I tock
But I'm never [E] off, always on, took a break at dawn
See you when [Bm] PTO end, and the city they call Long Beach
[E] Puttin' the shit together, like my nigga G [Bm].O.C.
No one can do it better like this, [C#] that, and this, and uh
It's like [Bm] that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this, [Em] then who gives a fuck about those?
So [D] just [Bm] chill, till the next episode
_ _ [C#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [D] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [E] _