Gospel Chords by Dr. Dre

_ _ [Ebm] _ _ Yeah
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[Ebm] _ [Abm] _ _ [Ebm] _ Dre [F] you ready
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[Ebm] _ _ Cut him undercover
[F] timeless [Ebm] [F] ready for
[Ebm] Progress feeling like I'm [Abm] just getting started [Ebm] two shots back for my dearly departed you are now [F] 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 to [Ebm] find me
[F] Unwinding it's [Ebm] [B] blinding still grinding
[Ebm] _ _ _ [F] Stop [Ebm] talking about the past on the future nigga
_ _ [Abm] Nigga, like [Ebm] me still here motherfucker gold figure looking for my next gold [Abm] digger this summer [Ebm] here gonna be [Abm] colder than winter
[Ebm] I already told you I fold you like [Abm] hundreds of billions and [Ebm] you can go missing put that on my children
Bet that [Abm] nigga what [Ebm] [F] regret that [Ebm] run it up and I'm about to sum it up
_ _ This shit here that [Abm] problem living at the [Ebm] bottom of a [Abm] bottle full [Ebm] throttle my model
[Abm] _
[Ebm] Fucking with me like with the lotto that awful [Abm] and your [Ebm] nostril in the [F] brothel.
This [Ebm] is gospel
Yeah, I'm gonna [F] need all that
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[Ebm] _ [F] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [F] _ _
Even try
_ [Ebm] _ _ _ This what you own that no one know what overdose the window is yeah
Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did like a [Abm] satanic cult.
It's [Ebm] an old [F] ritual slaughtering [Ebm] goats, bitch
Oh, yeah, fucking with the [Abm] original flow [Ebm] sick and [Abm] anybody can get it.
[Ebm] Kovac
I [F] don't know shit.
That was [Ebm] so sharp.
[F] I slip my own fucking [Ebm] throat with it
So rich, I got more [Abm] chips than my shoulders [Ebm] and I'm about as approachable as a [B] roaches
So [Eb] better steer clear from it [Ebm] here comes a [F] nuclear 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
So it [Abm] was sheer luck like like a fucking [Ebm] leprechaun with his beard cut with a punisher weapon drawn with a beer gut
It's lower than the Decepticon with his ears stuck and I put a [Abm] serial kill in your [Ebm] Kellogg's
[F] I love checks and I [Ebm] hate tricks and you're a fake bitch.
[Abm] I can spot you like [Ebm] you bout to weightlift
Yeah, bitch.
I'm bad at in cake mix that I can't be [Abm] whipped with egg beaters
[Ebm] You cunts must be out of your labia and God's my alias
[Abm] So if I don't have faith in [Ebm] me, then it basically makes me an atheist
Nick [Abm] is got the world by the [Ebm] tracheas and [Abm] a chokehold and a [Ebm] sleeping
Yeah, and me and [F] Dre are like dog hair
[Ebm] We're both [Abm] in our lab coats like [Ebm] retrievers, but like a doberman I'm a whole different breed of what animal mutton [F] mix
What a [Ebm] overachiever.
Oh, you're the king of rap
You're about [Abm] to be overthrown like a [Ebm] pass over the head of an open receiver
This shit could end up coming to [Abm] blows like a wiener
But [Ebm] I ain't finished [F] with putting these hoes to the [Ebm] ringer the closing between the two [F] rollers of weight
Know [Ebm] what?
I mean is clothes in a woven.
I treat them like thread.
That's how I wind up [Abm] sewing machine up
[Ebm] So fucks if you don't give me the time to ride or die cuz you read the both
Do you need to throw a middle finger up if you're rolling?
But I'm gonna fight till I die, [F] give a fuck if you [Ebm] bitches [F] die
Put a [Ebm] motherfucking hole in yo face
[F] Back up bitch, don't even try
[Ebm] I am that motherfucker Ben Nicolas
Why you on that?
No one know us
Oh, don'ts the one dope is
Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did
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