Wut Would You Do Chords by Eazy-E
Tempo:
88 bpm
Chords used:
D
Dm
Ab
A
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm] Inside [A] the minds of [Dm] real G's, Bethro is looked [A] upon as the studio gangsters of [D] the 90's.
A joke, ha ha ha ha ha, in a game called 5 minutes of fame.
You wasted 4 minutes, now you got seconds left.
Kick it, ha ha ha ha ha.
Come on, come on and let me ride, nigga, easy, easy, PG.
How the hell you figure to be the best [Dm] on the west?
[D] Huh, yeah, fool, I'm dialing, this is Eastside, nigga.
[Dm] South Compton, [D] and I put it on a map.
So what up, dog bomb trip?
[Dm] You want a scrap?
And that's coming [D] straight from them ruthless gangster Eazy-E.
Now what [Dm] will I do?
Ha ha ha ha ha, [D] let's [C] see.
[D] Now I'm a take out, sugar stop [Dm] down the road.
Since [D] Dre is a bitch, pimp slap that hoe.
Now I'm seeing [Dm] devils, old [D] man, two dogs in a huddle.
Oh, god damn.
Now diggity diggity dazz, I'm diggity diggity blast.
Don't want to smoke that ass.
Now corrupt, don't even [Dm] set trip.
Yelling [D] lone beast, six-o, blood and fuck me found crib.
Really dope.
Got my nuts on your chin while I'm all in your Philly hoe.
So come with it, fool, and test that luck, and I'd beat that.
Now call me corrupt.
Now I'm creeping through the fog, yeah, pent up blue.
Got my nine-miller killer hunting all names new.
You could run, nigga, but you can't hide.
Eazy-E straight creeping on the Eastside.
7-10 [Dm] lone beast, [D] southbound Snoop, freebasing in a rock house.
I kicks in the door, I [Dm] said it before.
I [D] never let no busters test me no more.
[Dm] Murder was a case that they gave me.
[D]
I'd smoke all you fools, even your [Dm] boo-boo and your baby.
[D] Watch out, money watch your back.
Yeah, what would you do?
What would you do if we rode on you?
So let me think about it.
What would you do if we rode on you?
What would you [Dm] do?
[D] What would you do if we rode on you?
What would you do?
What would you do?
Dirty Riz, I comes on the sneak.
Getting niggas low with the cavy-ass flow.
As I creep through the street, peeping niggas from death row.
Bet you I know which one of y'all make the best hoes.
So let me break it down, it's a lost and a missed.
Take word of advice and don't come fucking with this.
It ain't a joke, niggas choke from the slope that I blaze.
Purple Haze, you'll be dazed in the sun.
I put you on your back, nigga, what?
I am the [Dm] Gus in the doggy-dog [D] world.
I never run with musk, only nuts and a [Dm] click.
And dick in your mouth, the year is 95, [D] man, I'm running the house.
So tell me, what can you do?
[Dm] Nigga, what can you [D] do?
Nigga, what could you do?
If me and a few [Dm] of my homies came through?
Dumpin' real on your trick-made, bitch-made niggas.
What could you do?
What could you [D] do if we rode on you?
Yeah, so let me think about it.
What could you do if we rode on you?
What could you [Dm] do?
[D] What could you do if we rode on you?
Yeah, so let me think about it.
What could you do if we rode on you?
Dr.
Dre, straight buster.
Never broke a law in his life.
Besides, beat on Ricky Harris's life.
Snoop Dogg, from a high top fage to sporting braids.
Now he's laid.
Fame, no fortune.
And getting played, not paid.
Played, treated like a prostitute.
And we all know who's doing the pimping.
Daz, don't be a [Dm] follower.
Be a [D] leader.
Stay off the next man's nuts.
Corrupt, [Dm] the kingpin.
Stick with the [D] six-0s.
You don't need those other hoes.
[Dm] Cause they about to go up in [D] you.
Only if you let them.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
Yeah, bro.
Really though.
Baby!
[Dm] [D]
Imagine.
[A] [N] [B]
[Ab] Friday night.
[Eb] [Ab] You and a bunch of friends.
[Eb] Kicking back.
Sipping from a 40.
In an unexpected visit.
[N]
[Ab]
[B] [D] [Ab]
[Fm]
[F] [Bb] [Ab]
[N]
Oh my God!
[G] [B]
A joke, ha ha ha ha ha, in a game called 5 minutes of fame.
You wasted 4 minutes, now you got seconds left.
Kick it, ha ha ha ha ha.
Come on, come on and let me ride, nigga, easy, easy, PG.
How the hell you figure to be the best [Dm] on the west?
[D] Huh, yeah, fool, I'm dialing, this is Eastside, nigga.
[Dm] South Compton, [D] and I put it on a map.
So what up, dog bomb trip?
[Dm] You want a scrap?
And that's coming [D] straight from them ruthless gangster Eazy-E.
Now what [Dm] will I do?
Ha ha ha ha ha, [D] let's [C] see.
[D] Now I'm a take out, sugar stop [Dm] down the road.
Since [D] Dre is a bitch, pimp slap that hoe.
Now I'm seeing [Dm] devils, old [D] man, two dogs in a huddle.
Oh, god damn.
Now diggity diggity dazz, I'm diggity diggity blast.
Don't want to smoke that ass.
Now corrupt, don't even [Dm] set trip.
Yelling [D] lone beast, six-o, blood and fuck me found crib.
Really dope.
Got my nuts on your chin while I'm all in your Philly hoe.
So come with it, fool, and test that luck, and I'd beat that.
Now call me corrupt.
Now I'm creeping through the fog, yeah, pent up blue.
Got my nine-miller killer hunting all names new.
You could run, nigga, but you can't hide.
Eazy-E straight creeping on the Eastside.
7-10 [Dm] lone beast, [D] southbound Snoop, freebasing in a rock house.
I kicks in the door, I [Dm] said it before.
I [D] never let no busters test me no more.
[Dm] Murder was a case that they gave me.
[D]
I'd smoke all you fools, even your [Dm] boo-boo and your baby.
[D] Watch out, money watch your back.
Yeah, what would you do?
What would you do if we rode on you?
So let me think about it.
What would you do if we rode on you?
What would you [Dm] do?
[D] What would you do if we rode on you?
What would you do?
What would you do?
Dirty Riz, I comes on the sneak.
Getting niggas low with the cavy-ass flow.
As I creep through the street, peeping niggas from death row.
Bet you I know which one of y'all make the best hoes.
So let me break it down, it's a lost and a missed.
Take word of advice and don't come fucking with this.
It ain't a joke, niggas choke from the slope that I blaze.
Purple Haze, you'll be dazed in the sun.
I put you on your back, nigga, what?
I am the [Dm] Gus in the doggy-dog [D] world.
I never run with musk, only nuts and a [Dm] click.
And dick in your mouth, the year is 95, [D] man, I'm running the house.
So tell me, what can you do?
[Dm] Nigga, what can you [D] do?
Nigga, what could you do?
If me and a few [Dm] of my homies came through?
Dumpin' real on your trick-made, bitch-made niggas.
What could you do?
What could you [D] do if we rode on you?
Yeah, so let me think about it.
What could you do if we rode on you?
What could you [Dm] do?
[D] What could you do if we rode on you?
Yeah, so let me think about it.
What could you do if we rode on you?
Dr.
Dre, straight buster.
Never broke a law in his life.
Besides, beat on Ricky Harris's life.
Snoop Dogg, from a high top fage to sporting braids.
Now he's laid.
Fame, no fortune.
And getting played, not paid.
Played, treated like a prostitute.
And we all know who's doing the pimping.
Daz, don't be a [Dm] follower.
Be a [D] leader.
Stay off the next man's nuts.
Corrupt, [Dm] the kingpin.
Stick with the [D] six-0s.
You don't need those other hoes.
[Dm] Cause they about to go up in [D] you.
Only if you let them.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
Yeah, bro.
Really though.
Baby!
[Dm] [D]
Imagine.
[A] [N] [B]
[Ab] Friday night.
[Eb] [Ab] You and a bunch of friends.
[Eb] Kicking back.
Sipping from a 40.
In an unexpected visit.
[N]
[Ab]
[B] [D] [Ab]
[Fm]
[F] [Bb] [Ab]
[N]
Oh my God!
[G] [B]
Key:
D
Dm
Ab
A
B
D
Dm
Ab
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ Inside [A] the minds of [Dm] real G's, Bethro is looked [A] upon as the studio gangsters of [D] the 90's.
A joke, ha ha ha ha ha, in a game called 5 minutes of fame.
You wasted 4 minutes, now you got seconds left.
Kick it, ha ha ha ha ha.
Come on, come on and let me ride, nigga, easy, easy, PG.
How the hell you figure to be the best [Dm] on the west?
[D] Huh, yeah, fool, I'm dialing, this is Eastside, nigga.
[Dm] South Compton, [D] and I put it on a map.
So what up, dog bomb trip?
[Dm] You want a scrap?
And that's coming [D] straight from them ruthless gangster Eazy-E.
Now what [Dm] will I do?
Ha ha ha ha ha, [D] let's [C] see.
[D] Now I'm a take out, sugar stop [Dm] down the road.
Since [D] Dre is a bitch, pimp slap that hoe.
Now I'm seeing [Dm] devils, old [D] man, two dogs in a huddle.
Oh, god damn.
Now diggity diggity dazz, I'm diggity diggity blast.
Don't want to smoke that ass.
Now corrupt, don't even [Dm] set trip.
Yelling [D] lone beast, six-o, blood and fuck me found crib.
Really dope.
Got my nuts on your chin while I'm all in your Philly hoe.
So come with it, fool, and test that luck, and I'd beat that.
Now call me corrupt.
Now I'm creeping through the fog, yeah, pent up blue.
Got my nine-miller killer hunting all names new.
You could run, nigga, but you can't hide.
Eazy-E straight creeping on the Eastside.
7-10 [Dm] lone beast, [D] southbound Snoop, freebasing in a rock house.
I kicks in the door, I [Dm] said it before.
I [D] never let no busters test me no more.
[Dm] Murder was a case that they gave me.
[D] _ _
I'd smoke all you fools, even your [Dm] boo-boo and your baby.
[D] Watch out, money watch your back.
Yeah, what would you do?
What would you do if we rode on you?
So let me think about it.
What would you do if we rode on you?
What would you [Dm] do?
[D] What would you do if we rode on you?
What would you do?
What would you do?
Dirty Riz, I comes on the sneak.
Getting niggas low with the cavy-ass flow.
As I creep through the street, peeping niggas from death row.
Bet you I know which one of y'all make the best hoes.
So let me break it down, it's a lost and a missed.
Take word of advice and don't come fucking with this.
It ain't a joke, niggas choke from the slope that I blaze.
Purple Haze, you'll be dazed in the sun.
I put you on your back, nigga, what?
I am the [Dm] Gus in the doggy-dog [D] world.
I never run with musk, only nuts and a [Dm] click.
And dick in your mouth, the year is 95, [D] man, I'm running the house.
So tell me, what can you do?
[Dm] Nigga, what can you [D] do?
Nigga, what could you do?
If me and a few [Dm] of my homies came through?
Dumpin' real on your trick-made, bitch-made niggas.
What could you do?
What could you [D] do if we rode on you?
Yeah, so let me think about it.
What could you do if we rode on you?
What could you [Dm] do?
[D] What could you do if we rode on you?
Yeah, so let me think about it.
What could you do if we rode on you?
Dr.
Dre, straight buster.
Never broke a law in his life.
Besides, beat on Ricky Harris's life. _ _
Snoop Dogg, from a high top fage to sporting braids.
Now he's laid.
Fame, no fortune.
And getting played, not paid.
Played, treated like a prostitute.
And we all know who's doing the pimping. _
Daz, don't be a [Dm] follower.
Be a [D] leader.
Stay off the next man's nuts.
Corrupt, [Dm] the kingpin.
Stick with the [D] six-0s.
You don't need those other hoes.
[Dm] Cause they about to go up in [D] you.
Only if you let them.
Ha ha ha _ _ _ ha ha ha ha ha.
_ _ Yeah, bro.
Really though.
Baby!
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Imagine. _ _
[A] _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ Friday night.
[Eb] _ [Ab] You and a bunch of friends.
[Eb] Kicking back.
Sipping from a 40.
In an unexpected visit.
[N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [D] _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ my God!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ Inside [A] the minds of [Dm] real G's, Bethro is looked [A] upon as the studio gangsters of [D] the 90's.
A joke, ha ha ha ha ha, in a game called 5 minutes of fame.
You wasted 4 minutes, now you got seconds left.
Kick it, ha ha ha ha ha.
Come on, come on and let me ride, nigga, easy, easy, PG.
How the hell you figure to be the best [Dm] on the west?
[D] Huh, yeah, fool, I'm dialing, this is Eastside, nigga.
[Dm] South Compton, [D] and I put it on a map.
So what up, dog bomb trip?
[Dm] You want a scrap?
And that's coming [D] straight from them ruthless gangster Eazy-E.
Now what [Dm] will I do?
Ha ha ha ha ha, [D] let's [C] see.
[D] Now I'm a take out, sugar stop [Dm] down the road.
Since [D] Dre is a bitch, pimp slap that hoe.
Now I'm seeing [Dm] devils, old [D] man, two dogs in a huddle.
Oh, god damn.
Now diggity diggity dazz, I'm diggity diggity blast.
Don't want to smoke that ass.
Now corrupt, don't even [Dm] set trip.
Yelling [D] lone beast, six-o, blood and fuck me found crib.
Really dope.
Got my nuts on your chin while I'm all in your Philly hoe.
So come with it, fool, and test that luck, and I'd beat that.
Now call me corrupt.
Now I'm creeping through the fog, yeah, pent up blue.
Got my nine-miller killer hunting all names new.
You could run, nigga, but you can't hide.
Eazy-E straight creeping on the Eastside.
7-10 [Dm] lone beast, [D] southbound Snoop, freebasing in a rock house.
I kicks in the door, I [Dm] said it before.
I [D] never let no busters test me no more.
[Dm] Murder was a case that they gave me.
[D] _ _
I'd smoke all you fools, even your [Dm] boo-boo and your baby.
[D] Watch out, money watch your back.
Yeah, what would you do?
What would you do if we rode on you?
So let me think about it.
What would you do if we rode on you?
What would you [Dm] do?
[D] What would you do if we rode on you?
What would you do?
What would you do?
Dirty Riz, I comes on the sneak.
Getting niggas low with the cavy-ass flow.
As I creep through the street, peeping niggas from death row.
Bet you I know which one of y'all make the best hoes.
So let me break it down, it's a lost and a missed.
Take word of advice and don't come fucking with this.
It ain't a joke, niggas choke from the slope that I blaze.
Purple Haze, you'll be dazed in the sun.
I put you on your back, nigga, what?
I am the [Dm] Gus in the doggy-dog [D] world.
I never run with musk, only nuts and a [Dm] click.
And dick in your mouth, the year is 95, [D] man, I'm running the house.
So tell me, what can you do?
[Dm] Nigga, what can you [D] do?
Nigga, what could you do?
If me and a few [Dm] of my homies came through?
Dumpin' real on your trick-made, bitch-made niggas.
What could you do?
What could you [D] do if we rode on you?
Yeah, so let me think about it.
What could you do if we rode on you?
What could you [Dm] do?
[D] What could you do if we rode on you?
Yeah, so let me think about it.
What could you do if we rode on you?
Dr.
Dre, straight buster.
Never broke a law in his life.
Besides, beat on Ricky Harris's life. _ _
Snoop Dogg, from a high top fage to sporting braids.
Now he's laid.
Fame, no fortune.
And getting played, not paid.
Played, treated like a prostitute.
And we all know who's doing the pimping. _
Daz, don't be a [Dm] follower.
Be a [D] leader.
Stay off the next man's nuts.
Corrupt, [Dm] the kingpin.
Stick with the [D] six-0s.
You don't need those other hoes.
[Dm] Cause they about to go up in [D] you.
Only if you let them.
Ha ha ha _ _ _ ha ha ha ha ha.
_ _ Yeah, bro.
Really though.
Baby!
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Imagine. _ _
[A] _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ Friday night.
[Eb] _ [Ab] You and a bunch of friends.
[Eb] Kicking back.
Sipping from a 40.
In an unexpected visit.
[N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [D] _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ my God!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _