Chords for Just Another Day

Tempo:
97.85 bpm
Chords used:

B

F#m

F#

E

D

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Just Another Day chords
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[B] [F#]
[Em] [F#m]
[D] [B] [F#]
[D] [E] [F#m]
[D] [B] [F#]
[D] [F#]
I woke up one day in [B] Vacaville, round the corner from the [F#] Penfatt house on the hill.
[B] All the homies in the Pen Fade locked down, but I gotta get dressed and head to [F#m] Oak Town.
[Bm] I called Randy up and on the telephone [B] early in the [F#] morning, but he still ain't [E] home.
So I call at base and see what's up.
He said meet me at the studio at [F#m] two o'clock.
I got dressed, smoking on some serious dank.
Grab my keys off the table in a big old bank.
[E] I hit interstate 80 and I'm rolling.
[C#] Joint's still burning and I'm [F#m] smoking.
I was on my way to [B] San Jose to the stereo shop [F#m] to make my music play.
[E] One amp shut down and the bass ain't playing.
It didn't take long for [F#m] Joel and Jay [B] to have me slumping.
So I call up Boo.
What's up [F#m] nigga, what you about to do?
[B] He said,
kicking back just waiting on the fellas.
About to go eat at Della's.
I said, this shit sounds good to me.
I can't go though, [F#] gotta hit Myrtle Street.
[E] Pass the acorns on my way, bitch.
It's just another [F#m] day.
Everyday in the motherfucking [B] uptown.
[F#] Just another [B] motherfucking day before a dog, you know what I'm saying?
[E] Roll up in the studio, [F#m]
lay down [B] with the funky beats.
[F#] Play some of that Old England.
[B] Smoke with the faggots.
[C#] Fuck with my partner.
[B] Big Face came through and started mixing.
Sitting in the studio, [F#] back listening.
[E] Tissing funky ass shit from the dangerous crew.
Davey D [Em] came through with [F#m] FN Blue.
Shorty B rolled up smoking fabulous.
Pee Wee had a crew in the back room.
[B] Goldie had the truth given, head breaking [C#m] off.
Rapping, riding that [A] diddly dog.
[F#] Twin one and two were telling stories.
Pop beating down niggas for the glory.
Had to catch a plane that 90 roll out of town.
Everybody getting high, trying hard to climb.
I had to go shopping before it's time to leave.
I dip to the mall, flip me some [B] jeans.
Rolled on up like a player.
Hot ass day, bitches [F#m] everywhere.
I'm leaning hard to the left like a big shot.
Checking out the halls, seeing who's getting knocked.
[B] Cause when you're fucked with shorts, you get fucked quick.
I run some time on your ass and make you suck dick.
Ride through the old thing, beaming and slow.
Talking that shit, [F#m] find niggas on the floor, [B] drive crazy.
Trying to tear up shit.
[C#m] It's just another day in Oakland, B.I.
[D] Yeah, them niggas should be sober and be driving [E] crazier than them motherfuckers, man.
Niggas [D] over there on 84, beaming and niggas always talking [E] about, uh,
this is how we [F#m] drive on the floor, man, you know?
[B] Doing donuts and shit.
Running all up on [F#] the curb.
Rapping [B] up new cars and shit, nigga.
Really don't [C#] know.
That's some Oakland shit, [F#m] bitch.
It was me.
Shock, beaming and too [C#] low.
Boots, be slow motion and P.O.
Spud, Juju, Frog, and Big E.
Getting high on [Bm] all street.
Bub, Joe, Way, Cece, and Mark.
[E] Rolling both D's [F#] from some granny's car.
[E] Howard came through from the B-town.
Motherfuckers getting highs going [F#m] down.
[Bm] It's the same every day.
Every day [A] is the same.
But that night [F#m] we hit the hoop game.
[B] Who was playing?
Seattle vs.
Golden State.
Holla at the homeboy, [F#m] Gary Payton.
After the game, [D] we went to his house.
[C#m] NBA [F#m] Jam, turned to South.
Niggas talking nine slamming [C#m] bones.
Any kind of way to get your gamble [Bm] on.
All you kept hearing was bet.
Dice game on the food [F#] table.
Fuck that shit.
[B] I ain't going out of town, bro.
I gotta have a pay.
Get some dank [F#] to smoke.
[Bm] Think I'm gambling?
You must be insane.
[E] Started getting late.
I [F#] had to catch that plane.
[B] So I got to the airport.
Just [F#m] another day for too short.
[F#] Yeah, I did that kind of shit, you know?
Ain't no thang but [B] a chicken wing, little [F#] bitch.
Shot [F#m] down in the motherfucking house.
Kicked me [E] with QD3 in the L.A. [F#] scene.
Ain't no thang, baby.
[D] We [E] coming up in the game.
That's how [F#] we do it.
We getting [F#m] money and we go here and there
and we clock the [B] bank, you know what I'm saying?
[F#m] Bitch, I was [D] five bucks on the airplane.
[E] Speaking to myself [C#] about street gang.
[D] How a black man will do [E] you in a minute.
Walk [A] around the corner, see some shit and get it.
[Bm] How the police always trying to catch you.
[C#m] Fellas sleeping woke up in Houston, Texas.
[B] Got your ass, nigga, from the fifth and the third.
[E] Took your ass there, nigga, from [F#m] what you heard.
The next night we did a show in New Orleans.
Same gangsta, same old scene.
Yelling at seventh and ninth ward.
I [F#] seen my homies from the third and the fourth.
[Bm] It was me, Big Dog, and the Edgard [Dm] Posse.
Having fun [F#] and you just can't stop [Em] me.
I did a show in Birmingham, Alabama.
They call an airplane [A] the Atlanta.
[F#] I heard about the [B] motherfucking Frick, nigga.
Pop that pussy, [F#] hoe, fuck that weed [B] shit.
You should have seen all the bitches on the street.
[Em] Niggas from Detroit [F#] was deep.
All my homies from the old flew up.
And they was slinging that thing.
You still getting high with some hoes from Miami and Cleveland.
[E] Thinking back, talking about we [F#m] ain't leaving yet.
[Bm] We ain't going nowhere.
[B] We going to stay [F#] here another day, you know.
[E] Just another day.
[B] You [F#m] know.
So [B] I get through and roll back to the old [F#] town.
Ride [B] with the Cadillac club and stuff, you know.
FROG, old school.
[A] Too [F#m] clean in the house, bitch.
[B] Cutie P [F#] on the beat.
[F#m] I want to say what's up to little [B] girl.
My partner D, [F#m] what's up, D, baby?
[B] All my partners in the pen.
[F#] North County, [F#m] Santa Rita.
My brother [B] Wayne, yo.
[A]
[D] Just another day.
[B] [F#m] Bitch.
[B]
[F#]
[B] [F#]
[F#m] [B] [F#]
[B] [E] [F#m]
[B] [F#]
[B] [E] [F#m]
[B]
I'm a [F#m]
cootie.
[F#]
[B] [E] [F#m]
[B] [F#]
[B] [E] I'm a cootie.
[F#m] [E] [F#]
[B] [N]
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B
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F#m
123111112
F#
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E
2311
D
1321
B
12341112
F#m
123111112
F#
134211112
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_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
I woke up one day in [B] Vacaville, round the corner from the [F#] Penfatt house on the hill.
[B] All the homies in the Pen Fade locked down, but I gotta get dressed and head to [F#m] Oak Town.
[Bm] I called Randy up and on the telephone [B] early in the [F#] morning, but he still ain't [E] home.
So I call at base and see what's up.
He said meet me at the studio at [F#m] two o'clock.
I got dressed, smoking on some serious dank.
Grab my keys off the table in a big old bank.
[E] I hit interstate 80 and I'm rolling.
[C#] Joint's still burning and I'm [F#m] smoking.
I was on my way to [B] San Jose to the stereo shop [F#m] to make my music play.
[E] One amp shut down and the bass ain't playing.
It didn't take long for [F#m] Joel and Jay [B] to have me slumping.
So I call up Boo.
What's up [F#m] nigga, what you about to do?
[B] He said,
kicking back just waiting on the fellas.
About to go eat at Della's.
I said, this shit sounds good to me.
I can't go though, [F#] gotta hit Myrtle Street.
[E] Pass the acorns on my way, bitch.
It's just another [F#m] day.
Everyday in the motherfucking [B] uptown.
_ [F#] Just another [B] motherfucking day before a dog, you know what I'm saying?
[E] Roll up in the studio, [F#m] _
lay down [B] with the funky beats.
_ [F#] Play some of that Old England.
[B] _ Smoke with the faggots.
[C#] Fuck with my partner.
[B] Big Face came through and started mixing.
Sitting in the studio, [F#] back listening.
[E] Tissing funky ass shit from the dangerous crew.
Davey D [Em] came through with [F#m] FN Blue.
Shorty B rolled up smoking fabulous.
Pee Wee had a crew in the back room.
[B] Goldie had the truth given, head breaking [C#m] off.
Rapping, riding that [A] diddly dog.
[F#] Twin one and two were telling stories.
Pop beating down niggas for the glory.
Had to catch a plane that 90 roll out of town.
Everybody getting high, trying hard to climb.
I had to go shopping before it's time to leave.
I dip to the mall, flip me some [B] jeans.
Rolled on up like a player.
Hot ass day, bitches [F#m] everywhere.
I'm leaning hard to the left like a big shot.
Checking out the halls, seeing who's getting knocked.
[B] Cause when you're fucked with shorts, you get fucked quick.
I run some time on your ass and make you suck dick.
Ride through the old thing, beaming and slow.
Talking that shit, [F#m] find niggas on the floor, [B] drive crazy.
Trying to tear up shit.
[C#m] It's just another day in Oakland, B.I.
[D] Yeah, them niggas should be sober and be driving [E] crazier than them motherfuckers, man.
Niggas [D] over there on 84, beaming and niggas always talking [E] about, uh,
this is how we [F#m] drive on the floor, man, you know?
[B] Doing donuts and shit.
Running all up on [F#] the curb.
Rapping [B] up new cars and shit, nigga.
Really don't [C#] know.
That's some Oakland shit, [F#m] bitch.
It was me.
Shock, beaming and too [C#] low.
Boots, be slow motion and P.O.
Spud, Juju, Frog, and Big E.
Getting high on [Bm] all street.
Bub, Joe, Way, Cece, and Mark.
[E] Rolling both D's [F#] from some granny's car.
[E] Howard came through from the B-town.
Motherfuckers getting highs going [F#m] down.
[Bm] It's the same every day.
Every day [A] is the same.
But that night [F#m] we hit the hoop game.
[B] Who was playing?
Seattle vs.
Golden State.
Holla at the homeboy, [F#m] Gary Payton.
After the game, [D] we went to his house.
[C#m] NBA [F#m] Jam, turned to South.
Niggas talking nine slamming [C#m] bones.
Any kind of way to get your gamble [Bm] on.
All you kept hearing was bet.
Dice game on the food [F#] table.
Fuck that shit.
[B] I ain't going out of town, bro.
I gotta have a pay.
Get some dank [F#] to smoke.
[Bm] Think I'm gambling?
You must be insane.
[E] Started getting late.
I [F#] had to catch that plane.
[B] So I got to the airport.
Just [F#m] another day for too short.
[F#] Yeah, I did that kind of shit, you know?
Ain't no thang but [B] a chicken wing, little [F#] bitch.
Shot [F#m] down in the motherfucking house.
Kicked me [E] with QD3 in the L.A. [F#] scene.
Ain't no thang, baby.
[D] We [E] coming up in the game.
That's how [F#] we do it.
We getting [F#m] money and we go here and there
and we clock the [B] bank, you know what I'm saying?
[F#m] Bitch, I was [D] five bucks on the airplane.
[E] Speaking to myself [C#] about street gang.
[D] How a black man will do [E] you in a minute.
Walk [A] around the corner, see some shit and get it.
[Bm] How the police always trying to catch you.
[C#m] Fellas sleeping woke up in Houston, Texas.
[B] Got your ass, nigga, from the fifth and the third.
[E] Took your ass there, nigga, from [F#m] what you heard.
The next night we did a show in New Orleans.
Same gangsta, same old scene.
Yelling at seventh and ninth ward.
I [F#] seen my homies from the third and the fourth.
[Bm] It was me, Big Dog, and the Edgard [Dm] Posse.
Having fun [F#] and you just can't stop [Em] me.
I did a show in Birmingham, Alabama.
They call an airplane [A] the Atlanta.
[F#] I heard about the [B] motherfucking Frick, nigga.
Pop that pussy, [F#] hoe, fuck that weed [B] shit.
You should have seen all the bitches on the street.
[Em] Niggas from Detroit [F#] was deep.
All my homies from the old flew up.
And they was slinging that thing.
You still getting high with some hoes from Miami and Cleveland.
[E] Thinking back, talking about we [F#m] ain't leaving yet.
[Bm] We ain't going nowhere.
[B] We going to stay [F#] here another day, you know.
[E] Just another day.
_ [B] _ You [F#m] know.
So [B] I get through and roll back to the old [F#] town.
Ride [B] with the Cadillac club and stuff, you know.
FROG, old school.
[A] Too [F#m] clean in the house, bitch.
_ _ [B] Cutie P [F#] on the beat. _
[F#m] _ I want to say what's up to little [B] girl.
My partner D, [F#m] what's up, D, baby?
[B] All my partners in the pen.
[F#] North County, [F#m] Santa Rita.
_ My brother [B] Wayne, yo.
_ _ [A]
[D] Just another day.
_ _ [B] _ [F#m] Bitch. _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I'm a [F#m]
cootie.
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [E] I'm a cootie.
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _

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