Chords for Dre Day by Dr. Dre ft. Snoop Dogg | Interscope

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150 bpm
Chords used:

Bb

C

Cm

G

Ab

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Dre Day by Dr. Dre ft. Snoop Dogg | Interscope chords
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[N] [C]
Yeah, [Bb] hell [C] yeah.
[Bb] That's what I'm saying.
[G] [C] [Bb]
[C] [Ab] Yeah.
[C] Mr.
Buster, [Bb] where you at?
Can't scrap a lick, so I know you got your [C] gap.
Just stay on hard from [Bb] ganking your road dogs.
The hood you threw up with, homies you grew up [Cm] with.
Don't even [Bb] respect your ass, so now it's time for the doctor
to [G] check your ass, [Cm] fool.
Used to be [Bb] my homie, used to be my ace.
Now I want to slap the teeth, stop [Cm] your mouth.
Make it bow [Bb] down to the road.
Ganking me, now I'm ganking you, little ho.
[C] Don't think I [Bb] forgot, meet you slide.
Let me [C] ride, just another homicide.
Dance with [Bb] me, so I'ma talk on.
[Abm] Stomping on the easiest streets that you can walk [C] on.
So strap on your [Bb] comp, and hack your loafs, and watch your back.
Cause you might get smoke [Cm] bloat, and pass the [Bb] blood.
And stay low-key, be cheap, cause [Gm] you lost all your homies [Cm] love.
Now call it what you want to, you [Ab] trip with me.
No, it's a must that I trip with [C] you.
Bow wow wow, [Bb] yippy yo yippy yay.
Doggy Dog's definitely in [C] the house.
Bow wow wow, yippy [Bb] yo yippy yay.
Death Row's definitely [C] in the house.
Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay.
[Abm] The sounds of a dog [G] brings me to another day.
Play with my bone, with your Timmy.
[Ab] It seems like you're good for making jokes about your Jimmy.
[Cm] Well here's a Jimmy joke about your mama that your wife not like.
I heard she was [G] a Prescott, but [C] on the Red Hills.
I'm talking [Bb] about you and me, toe to toe.
Tim-M [C]-U-T, your bark was loud, but your bite wasn't vicious.
And them rhymes you were kicking were [Bb] quite bootylicious.
You get what Doggy Dog, oh is he [Gb] crazy?
With your mama and your daddy hollering, baby.
[C] So what that let you know?
That if you step to Drake, fool, [G] you stepping to Death Row.
[C] And I ain't even [A] swagging them things.
I'm hollering one-naked women with my gat in your mouth, [C] fool.
[Bb] Yeah, gon' beat your confident devil on this track.
And [C] just when you thought we was [Bbm] slipping, oh [Ab] yeah.
Bite back [C] at ya.
Now, you wanna step up and [Bb] get your cranium cracked?
Step on up, [B] and remember the name.
[Cm] Mighty, Mighty [Bb] D-R.
And we putting in work, yeah.
Now understand this, my homie, Drake can't [Gb] be touched.
Lips bending over, so lips getting stuck, buster.
Musta thought I was sleazy, I thought I was a monk.
Cause I used to hang with Eazy.
[Bb] And a monster teeth, need you speak when you spoke.
Yeah, yo, Drake, what up?
Break him off something, lo.
[Gb] If it ain't another ho [Bb] that I gots to get,
good gap teeth in your mouth, so my gaps gots to fit.
With my dick on your tonsil,
while you on stage rapping at your wack ass concert.
[F] And I'ma snatch your [Bb] ass from the backside,
to show you how Death Row pull off that hoop ride.
[Cm] Now you may not [G] understand me,
cause I'ma rob you in Compton and blast you in [F] Miami.
Then we gon' freak this [Bb] out,
send Flo on a street knowledge mission.
As I step in the temple, [Gb]
spotty, got him.
As I pull out my strap, got my chrome to the side of [Bb] his white sock pack.
You're trying to check my homie, you best check yourself.
Cause when you diss [Gb] Drake, you diss yourself.
Hell yeah.
[Cm] So all you [Bb] Mark ass buster leave the rays up.
Really dope.
Death Row is running [C] the 9-20, and you [Bb] know we can't be faded.
Yeah,
[C] [Bb]
yeah, [C]
yeah, [Bb]
[Cm]
[Bb] yeah, yeah.
Yeah, [Cm] [Bb]
[C]
[Bb] yeah, yeah,
[Ab] [Bb]
[C] [Bb] yeah,
[C]
[Bb]
[Gm] [C]
[Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[C] yeah.
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C
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Cm
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Ab
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Bb
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C
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Cm
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To learn Dr Dre - Fuck Wit Dre Day chords, anchor your practice on these foundational sequence of chords - C, Bb, C, Cm and Bb. Use ChordU to start at a slow tempo and accelerate as you improve. Considering your vocal pitch and chord choices, adjust the capo in accordance with the key: F Major.

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[N] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, [Bb] hell [C] yeah. _
[Bb] That's what I'm saying. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Yeah. _
_ [C] _ _ Mr.
Buster, [Bb] where you at?
Can't scrap a lick, so I know you got your [C] gap.
Just stay on hard from [Bb] ganking your road dogs.
The hood you threw up with, homies you grew up [Cm] with.
Don't even [Bb] respect your ass, so now it's time for the doctor
to [G] check your ass, [Cm] fool.
Used to be [Bb] my homie, used to be my ace.
Now I want to slap the teeth, stop [Cm] your mouth.
Make it bow [Bb] down to the road.
Ganking me, now I'm ganking you, little ho.
_ [C] Don't think I [Bb] forgot, meet you slide.
Let me [C] ride, just another homicide.
Dance with [Bb] me, so I'ma talk on.
[Abm] Stomping on the easiest streets that you can walk [C] on.
So strap on your [Bb] comp, and hack your loafs, and watch your back.
Cause you might get smoke [Cm] bloat, and pass the [Bb] blood.
And stay low-key, be cheap, cause [Gm] you lost all your homies [Cm] love.
Now call it what you want to, you [Ab] trip with me.
No, it's a must that I trip with [C] you.
Bow wow wow, [Bb] yippy yo yippy yay.
Doggy Dog's definitely in [C] the house.
Bow wow wow, yippy [Bb] yo yippy yay.
Death Row's definitely [C] in the house.
Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay.
[Abm] The sounds of a dog [G] brings me to another day.
Play with my bone, with your Timmy.
[Ab] It seems like you're good for making jokes about your Jimmy.
[Cm] Well here's a Jimmy joke about your mama that your wife not like.
I heard she was [G] a Prescott, but [C] on the Red Hills.
I'm talking [Bb] about you and me, toe to toe.
Tim-M [C]-U-T, your bark was loud, but your bite wasn't vicious.
And them rhymes you were kicking were [Bb] quite bootylicious.
You get what Doggy Dog, oh is he [Gb] crazy?
With your mama and your daddy hollering, baby.
[C] So what that let you know?
That if you step to Drake, fool, [G] you stepping to Death Row.
[C] And I ain't even [A] swagging them things.
I'm hollering one-naked women with my gat in your mouth, [C] fool. _ _
[Bb] Yeah, gon' beat your confident devil on this track.
And [C] just when you thought we was [Bbm] slipping, oh [Ab] yeah.
Bite back [C] at ya.
Now, you wanna step up and [Bb] get your cranium cracked?
Step on up, [B] and remember the name.
[Cm] Mighty, Mighty [Bb] D-R.
And we putting in work, yeah.
Now understand this, my homie, Drake can't [Gb] be touched.
Lips bending over, so lips getting stuck, buster.
Musta thought I was sleazy, I thought I was a monk.
Cause I used to hang with Eazy.
[Bb] And a monster teeth, need you speak when you spoke.
Yeah, yo, Drake, what up?
Break him off something, lo.
[Gb] If it ain't another ho [Bb] that I gots to get,
good gap teeth in your mouth, so my gaps gots to fit.
With my dick on your tonsil,
while you on stage rapping at your wack ass concert.
[F] And I'ma snatch your [Bb] ass from the backside,
to show you how Death Row pull off that hoop ride.
[Cm] Now you may not [G] understand me,
cause I'ma rob you in Compton and blast you in [F] Miami.
Then we gon' freak this [Bb] out,
send Flo on a street knowledge mission.
As I step in the temple, [Gb]
spotty, got him.
As I pull out my strap, got my chrome to the side of [Bb] his white sock pack.
You're trying to check my homie, you best check yourself.
Cause when you diss [Gb] Drake, you diss yourself.
Hell yeah.
[Cm] So all you [Bb] Mark ass buster leave the rays up.
Really dope.
Death Row is running [C] the 9-20, and you [Bb] know we can't be faded.
Yeah, _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ yeah, _ _ _ [C]
yeah, _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ yeah, yeah.
Yeah, _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Bb] yeah, yeah, _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ yeah, _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
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[C] _ _ _ yeah. _ _ _
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Facts about this song

This song is part of Classic West Coast, Vol. 1 album.