Chords for Let Me Ride/Still Dre (Up In Smoke Tour) - Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg

Tempo:
95.25 bpm
Chords used:

Bbm

G

Gm

Cm

C

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Let Me Ride/Still Dre (Up In Smoke Tour) - Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg chords
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[N] Get on these [D] niggas man
[Gm]
[Cm]
[Gm] [Cm]
[Gm]
[Cm]
[Gm]
[Cm] [Gm]
[Cm]
[Gm]
[Cm] [Eb]
[Gm]
[Cm]
[Gm] [Cm]
[Eb] [D] [Gm]
[D] [G]
[C] [Gm]
[C]
This is my [Gm] deuce
Man of his size
[G] This [C]
[G] [Cm] is my [Gm] deuce
This is my deuce
This [C] is [Gm] my deuce
This is my deuce
This is my deuce
[G] Creepin' down the back street on D's
[Cm] I got my glock, cop these niggas won't freeze
[C] As soon as I said [G] it
Since I got sweated by some nigga with a tec-9
Tryin' to take my
You wanna make noise, make noise
I [Ab] make a phone call, my niggas come in like they got it
[G] [C]
[G] [Ab]
[G] [C]
[G] [Cm]
[G]
[Cm] I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight
While the boys commence [Eb] to pop, pop, [G] pop
Yeah, this nigga don't stop
I have to put my shit in reverse
Go back and take another [F] stop
Cause I'm rollin' down [G] the motherfuckin' back streets Uh-huh
Hold on, hold on, hold on, [D] Jam, cut that shit, girl
Jam, cut that shit
[Db] I think it's about time for us to hit these [B] motherfuckers
Upside their [G] head with some of that 2001 shit
[Bbm] Man
[F] What I need
Everybody in this [Bbm] motherfucker to do
Is to bounce your arms like a [C] lowrider
A lil' something [Bbm] like this, check it out
[Fm]
[Bbm] P -R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E
P-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E
It's still Dre Day, nigga AK, [Fm] nigga
Who I roll a lot, can't keep it home a lot
Cause when I [Db] freak with the spots that I'm known to rock
You hear the bass from the truck when I'm [Bbm] on the block
Ladies, [Db] they can't comment
But haters say it's great for a law [Bb] firm, nigga
My last album was the chronic
They wanna know if you still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna [Bbm] know how I feel about it
But you ain't up on things
Dr.
[Db] Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game
Fuck with my league, still fuck with the beats
Still not loving police
Still rock them khakis with a cuff in the crease
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213
Still the beef bang, still doing my thing
Since [Ab] I left, ain't too much change
Still [Bbm] I'm representing fucking ages all around the world
Still hitting them corners in them low-low schools
Still [Db] taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the street
It's the [Bbm] D-R-E-A-R-E-R-E-R-E
Still representing fucking ages all across the world
Still [E] hitting them corners in them [Bbm] low-low schools
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I [Db] still got love for the street
It's the [Bbm] D-R-E-A-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E
Since the last time they heard from me, I lost some friends
Well, [Db] hell, then still we dipping again
Cut my ear to the street
Style, gym, and then I'm pissed
Triple platinum, doing 50 a [Bbm] week
Still stay close to the heat
And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
My life's like a soundtrack, I wrote to the beat
Treat [C] rap like Galley Weed
I [Bbm] smoke till I sleep, wake up in the A.M.,. compose the beat I [Db] bring the choir to your suffering and [Bbm] your sick It's not a fluke, it's been tried I'm the truth since turn [Db] out the lights from the world-class record booth Still at it, after mathematics [Fm] In my home of drop bars and [Gb] acmetics Swapneets, sticky green and bad traffic I get rude, then I [Bbm] give you the D-R-E-A-R-E-R-E Still representing fucking ages all across the world Still [F] hitting them corners in them low-low schools Still [Bbm] taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the street Still [Gb] representing fucking ages all across the [Bbm] world Still hitting them corners in them low-low schools Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the [Fm] street It's the D-R [Ab]-E [G] [Ab] [B]
[Bm] [B]
[Cm]
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Bbm
13421111
G
2131
Gm
123111113
Cm
13421113
C
3211
Bbm
13421111
G
2131
Gm
123111113
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To learn Dr. Dre - Still D.R.E chords, your practice should emphasize these chord progressions: Eb, Gm, Cm, Gm, G, C, G and Ab. Start with a comfortable 47 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 95. Given the song's key of F Minor, adjust the capo to align with your vocal range and chord preference.

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[N] Get on these [D] niggas man
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
This is my [Gm] deuce
Man of his size
[G] This _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Cm] _ is my [Gm] deuce
This is my deuce
This [C] is _ [Gm] _ my deuce
_ _ _ This is my deuce
This is my deuce
[G] Creepin' down the back street on D's
[Cm] I got my glock, cop these niggas won't freeze
[C] As soon as I said [G] it
Since I got sweated by some nigga with a tec-9
Tryin' to take my
You wanna make noise, make noise
I [Ab] make a phone call, my niggas come in like they got it
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight
While the boys commence [Eb] to pop, pop, [G] pop
Yeah, this nigga don't stop
I have to put my shit in reverse
Go back and take another [F] stop
Cause I'm rollin' down [G] the motherfuckin' back streets Uh-huh
Hold on, hold on, hold on, [D] Jam, cut that shit, girl
Jam, cut that shit
[Db] I think it's about time for us to hit these [B] motherfuckers
Upside their [G] head with some of that 2001 shit
[Bbm] _ Man
_ [F] What I need
Everybody in this [Bbm] motherfucker to do
Is to bounce your arms like a [C] lowrider
A lil' something [Bbm] like this, check it out
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Bbm] P _ -R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E
P-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E
It's still Dre Day, nigga AK, [Fm] nigga
Who I roll a lot, can't keep it home a lot
Cause when I [Db] freak with the spots that I'm known to rock
You hear the bass from the truck when I'm [Bbm] on the block
Ladies, [Db] they can't comment
But haters say it's great for a law [Bb] firm, nigga
My last album was the chronic
They wanna know if you still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna [Bbm] know how I feel about it
But you ain't up on things
Dr.
[Db] Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game
Fuck with my league, still fuck with the beats
Still not loving police
Still rock them khakis with a cuff in the crease
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213
Still the beef bang, still doing my thing
Since [Ab] I left, ain't too much change
Still [Bbm] I'm representing fucking ages all around the world
Still hitting them corners in them low-low schools
Still [Db] taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the street
It's the [Bbm] D-R-E-A-R-E-R-E-R-E
Still representing fucking ages all across the world
Still [E] hitting them corners in them [Bbm] low-low schools
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I [Db] still got love for the street
It's the [Bbm] D-R-E-A-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E-R-E
Since the last time they heard from me, I lost some friends
Well, [Db] hell, then still we dipping again
Cut my ear to the street
Style, gym, and then I'm pissed
Triple platinum, doing 50 a [Bbm] week
Still stay close to the heat
And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
My life's like a soundtrack, I wrote to the beat
Treat [C] rap like Galley Weed
I [Bbm] smoke till I sleep, wake up in the A.M.,. compose the beat I [Db] bring the choir to your suffering and [Bbm] your sick It's not a fluke, it's been tried I'm the truth since turn [Db] out the lights from the world-class record booth Still at it, after mathematics [Fm] In my home of drop bars and [Gb] acmetics Swapneets, sticky green and bad traffic I get rude, then I [Bbm] give you the D-R-E-A-R-E-R-E Still representing fucking ages all across the world Still [F] hitting them corners in them low-low schools Still [Bbm] taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the street Still [Gb] representing fucking ages all across the [Bbm] world Still hitting them corners in them low-low schools Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the [Fm] street It's the D-R [Ab]-E _ _ [G] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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This song was composed by Bradford Melvin Charles, carter Shawn C, young Andre Romell and storch Scott Spencer.

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