Chords for Snoop Dogg - We Da West

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[A] _ _ _ _ _ [G#] Yeah, [Dm] what it do ya?
Nigga Rocky at it again.
[G#m] _ [Dm] Smokin on some of that Seth Green.
_ _ [G#] _ The Eastside feeling his back, but lackin [Fm] adrenaline.
Crack his whole fuckin head [Cm] open.
Nigga this is broken.
Ride the 75 like it's stolen.
And only eat the bird nips golden.
Dog pampered with it.
Neighborhood [Fm] hot boy.
In and out the state, got me ready for a cop [Cm] boy.
I got this on my feet like a nigga ain't made it.
Every single new in my life I've hated.
Ride with my nigga on the day.
Crip [Fm] shit crazy.
A king since killer, Cali Razor.
[Cm] Snoop Dogg nigga I'm the boss of this rap shit.
Me the West nigga gettin richer off this [A] rap shit.
Yeah.
I'm on my T.I.P.
Nigga Eastside Gorilla on my mama.
I'm a beast, Rob.
I'm goin all in, guns on the table.
Got [G] 21 bitches at my table.
That's about bad luck when they wanna hear that free shit.
I'm on the [A] corner with my hoolies and I'm poppin off a double stack trip.
And then I'm chunkin up the East bitch.
[E] What it do though [Cm] like?
Me and my nigga East used to ride the crease with the [Fm] two-tone flight.
The Royal Wheels got in [Cm] two more fights.
Five-one's got me lookin like I'm from the gang.
I guess the fuck is what it is nigga that's on my name.
Scrappin out a ring to plop it with ya.
[Fm] Fat boy goin super drink bananas [Cm] with ya.
Boy, tatted up any nigga goin after homie.
Keep your mouth closed, ratchet on me.
Talk of the city on [Fm] my mama.
Watch it, it's doin big pop.
Stretch a sucker out like a crosser.
Breakin up lobsters.
Nigga don't call your mama, call the doctor.
[A] _ Yeah, signed, sealed, [D#] prescription filled.
[A] Every nigga on the West say they need a deal.
I feel what you sayin nephew.
[A] And uh, my priority is the West.
So, stay hood, stay street.
[G#] Come on, Lord.
Who that nigga that you love?
Smoke ride [Fm] and count G.
Like Faber you lay five thousand in them [Cm] house.
You be the best.
Wet the lines, applyin that pure pressure.
Dark down nigga.
You know we blowin the test because you know.
You know we got that [G#] shit.
We smoke you know that shit to blow [G#] your mind.
Come up, time and ass whippin.
Pop, clap, flip, knockin down who better whip.
Get em, get em.
You [Fm] know I'm on they ass like a pit bull on X.
I stick em [Cm] right in the back.
You know I'm in the house.
Any drama with my mama nigga you know [G#] I'm turnin it out. _
Everything's dollars.
[Fm] Everything's powers.
The wind stops the till.
[A] Everything's ours.
I can play it hours.
Wanted tips galore.
[D#] If money ain't change [Cm] you, you need to get some more.
Faber just ate with it.
Look [Fm] what the ghetto made.
Corporate meat.
Smell it like kush.
Yeah [D#] the ghetto's paid.
More mellow fade.
Poppin tats just a little.
[G#m] Pockets full of cash make the robin sad just [A] a little.
All these niggas lies.
They don't know that [Fm] I'm the truth to them.
They think that we ain't ballin just [A] cause we ain't chose to hoop with them.
Stupid them.
We like and like real life.
We like Manute to them.
Can I on beef with rappers just in case I got the truth to them.
Banana colored lamppost.
Robbin fast.
Hoop with my hoover [D#] bitch.
The love to suck it like a [A] vacuum.
On my ghetto shit.
Yeah I popped that at the tattoo.
Gave a ghetto dick.
Then my name she got it tattooed.
Hood as a squad meet.
But bougie as a rich kid.
Sayin life's a [G#m] bitch.
I'm so happy that my [A] dick's big.
I'm so happy that my dick's big.
Hey [C#] bitch come and lick [G#] this.
_ [A#m] Two in the morning and I'm rollin with [D#] a bad bitch.
Baby lookin good but I'm thinkin bout [F#] gettin rich.
She thinkin bout [C#] this dick.
Stopped by the store.
Got a blunt in the pocket.
I'm a quick pick.
[A#] I'ma hit the lotto lil mama you so [A#m] physic.
Can't drive a stick ship.
I could drive them [F#] thick hips.
Yeah it's the [C#] drip.
Ain't too many niggas that can do it like [A#m] this.
See I'm just a hustler on a late night [D#m] ship.
East side ridin gotta get that [F#] grip.
More haters more guns more [C#] clips.
More blunts to lighten more [A#m] filth.
Watch out for the blitz.
If you in the pocket better pull real [F#] quick.
Me and my nigga shit we ride like this.
[C#] I need you to smash this whip.
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I'ma [A#m] hit _ the [D#m] _ _
_ [F#] lotto lil mama you so [C#] physic.
Can't drive a stick ship.
I'ma hit the lotto lil mama you so physic.
I got the 20's so the ties don't [A#m] bug.
All in the club.
[D#m] Hollin at a bad chick.
She just want to party.
We just come to get this [F#] cash and split.
_ Dipped to the next [C#] spot.
Didn't even notice all them hoes in the parking lot.
[A#m] Shut it down for the night.
When you hear the music you gon fall in love with hard life.
Yeah you niggas still smokin stress.
[C#] If you ever thought you could even fuck with the west.
East side Long Beach.
Turn it up so these niggas feel it in the streets.
Oh yeah.
Rock a feather.
I [C#] got a safe before I [A#m] leave.
What I tell em.
Get with the program.
Watch how they be [D#] on the nuts when it go [F#] down.
Moving fast.
No time to slow [C#] down.
Moving fast.
No time to slow [A#m] down.
_ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [A#] What up?
Big [Am] Snoop Dogg.
Aka Nigga Raja.
[Fm] On a [G] late night.
You [G] the last of a dying breed.
Tell me who is flies [A#] woop.
Snoop Dogg.
Corrupt [Am] young goddies.
Neighborhood nut bus.
Young niggas that split the [Fm] bus.
I'ma hit the lotto lil mama you so physic.
_ _ [G] You the style taker.
I'm a money maker.
[Gm] Certified back breaker.
I smoke whole acres [Am] of that Kush.
They call me young Cushing Stein.
[Fm] Two to your chin and three [G] to your spine.
Sip [F#] a little drip a little get it how we do.
[C] Flippin on your dippin [F#] on your trippin on your do.
[B] Tapped out stacked out beating till we like that UFC on me cuz.
He tapped out.
[F#m] Niggas wanna act out.
I can get him packed out.
Show him what that mac bout.
Never see the [B] glass out.
Or [F#] the county jail either.
You never see the glass out.
_ [B] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ [F#] I'ma get _ _ him [E] _ [F#] packed out.
Never see the glass out.
I'ma get him [F#m] packed out.
Never see the glass out.
I'ma get him packed out.
I'ma get him packed out.
[C] _ [F#m]
I'ma get him packed out.
I'ma get him [C] packed out.
I'ma [C#] get him packed out.
_ I'ma get him packed [F#] out.
I'ma get him [G] packed out.
I'ma get him packed out.
I'ma get [A#] him packed out. _
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [A#] _ _
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I'ma get [G] him packed out.
[F#m] I'ma get him packed out.
[C] _ _
[F#] I'ma get him packed out. _ _ _ _
I'ma get him packed out.
[N] I'ma get him packed out.
I'ma get him packed out.
I'ma get him packed out.
I'ma get him packed out.
I'ma get him packed out.
Huh, and don't forget it, nigga.
All West Coast, [F#] get it, my nigga?
[G] _ _ _ _ [N] _