Chords for Lay Low

And just one of my hoes, too white.
_ Hey Snoop, what up?
This your [Am] nigga Dre.
Hey man, I was thinking.
I ain't said shit on your whole motherfucking album.
[Em] Check it out, put this on there.
All you motherfucking haters out there,
can [Am] suck my motherfucking dick,
and we still smoking.
What?
_ [Em] _
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[E] _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ For the nigga who be [F] talking loud and ho in his dick,
talking shit,
[E] he better lay low.
For the bitch that sent her [F] side some shit up outta my dick,
now she sick,
she [Em] better lay low.
[E] And the niggas that be [F] climbing my hood,
and really in for my gang,
[E] better lay low.
I hope he don't be [F] thinking I'm just [D] talking,
and I won't do a thing.
[Em] Really hope so.
Lay low, [F] nobody move until I say so.
Limo [E] tent rolling deep like the president.
See I don't [F] go to clubs, I never chase a bitch.
I'm here to [Em] bring that gangsta shit to the apocalypse.
We call [F] it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate.
Return of the [E] top dog, and ain't no stopping this.
Whatever [F] the case, [D] I ain't trying to catch it.
Lay low, [Em] dope and slang records.
Unseen [F] but well heard, do not disturb.
The only reason you [E] alive, this ain't sent to world.
I flip faster [F] than birds.
[Dm] Snoop Dogg will emerge from the smoke and [Em] go low.
You shouldn't provoke, I bring the worst from the [F] LVC.
[Dm] Smash motherfuckers thinking they gon' [E] smash on me.
Snoop and Dre give a fuck about [F] what y'all [D] say.
From the world's most dangerous [Em] group, N.W.A.A.A.A.
[F] Alright, it was no [Dm] surprise I always knew these [Em] fools would trip.
Hate [F] faking, [Dm] scheming, on mining, on the download, [Em] off the ship.
Better [F] move cause I refuse to [Dm] lose, no matter which [Em] cab bro I choose.
So lay [F] low cause you might be bruised.
Top story on [Em] the evening news.
I [F] ain't for games.
So if you [Em] wanna play, I'm laid low.
[F] _ Lay down on the floor.
[Em] _ _ _
[C] I'm in a rage.
So if we [Em] gotta do this, let me know.
[F] [D] That's what I came for.
[Em] _ Where that nigga who [F] we talk shit?
[D] He don't come around [E] no more because I fucked his bitch.
I made him suck my [F] dick while I [Dm] was squeezing the tits.
And I hit it from [Em] the back, grip tight on them hips.
He tried to make me [Dm] cuff when I was trying to take her home.
Dropped you off for scene [E] fiction on the raggedy bronc.
And dumped you in the [F] dog.
[Dm] And don't sack you [Em] hard, you show everybody you stoned.
[F] We bring it straight to ya.
From 22 to [E] Luger, the shit that shoots through ya.
Who you [F] motherfuckers think the [Dm] top dog bang with?
The same clique [Em] he came with and made the gang flip.
[E] Now niggas grow [F] their head, hold they stand, [Dm] act hard.
Bet even though [E] your CEO talk shit, get slapped hard.
The [F] backyard is where [D] we get our scrap on.
This black car, [Em] drive by and you get capped on.
What's up?
[F] M-Venice B and Snoop.
With Dre on [E] the beat, this ain't nothing but lube.
They call me Jack [F] Hammer for all the bread I got.
Or they call me Bill [E] Clinton for all the hit I got.
I keep shit [F] realer, cause I'm all about [Dm] my Skrilla.
The ladies [E] love me cause I'm a million dollar hitter.
It's no [F] limit till [Dm] I D-I-E.
[Em] CP3, or Rich McCallis, where I be?
For the [E] nigga who be [F] talking loud and holding his [Dm] dick, talking shit.
[Em] He better lay low.
For the bitches that said I [F] got some shit up out of my dick, now she sick.
[Em] She better lay low.
For the niggas who be [F] claiming my hood and really ain't for my gang.
[Em] Better lay low.
I hope he don't be [F] thinking I'm just talking and I won't do a thing.
[E] Really hope so. _