Chords for Light Speed
Tempo:
86.55 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
B
Db
Abm
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Hey, hey, what's up?
My name is Dre.
Can I play some Chronicle Chill?
Nigga, what the fuck?
[Db] Roll that shit up.
[Ab] Hell yeah, still [B] always into [A] something.
Heart still at Compton, [Eb] the comp came to pose.
[Ab] Dope Cali platinum classicals, introduced you to my dawg.
Don't love hoes and fern fiascos.
[B] Assholes, fuck you up with my last video, [Eb] Chuck's up doing a tango.
[Abm] And cash, always in [C] my grasp.
[Db] Came up in the game wearing khakis, not [Ab] Kangol.
Strangling [Bm] hoes, when asked about it in [B] most interviews, I just [Eb] laugh.
Now I [Ab] vacate with hoes with a gang of ass.
One [B] feeding me mango, the other light [Db] my hash.
Rap [Ab] tabloids write Dre's like [B] an ass.
[Db] Came home up tight, ready to mash, like a gas [Abm] pedal.
Get on that 64 Chevy [Dbm] level, AK47 heavy metal.
Who say Dre [Ab] ain't ghetto?
Swizzle like [B] a tea kettle.
I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils.
Cause [Ab] we rebels over here.
I [Db] smell chronic in the air.
That means we [B] taking over this year.
You hear?
[E] Chronic 2000.
That means we taking over [Db] this year.
You hear?
[E] [B]
Lightspeed, blazing chronic through the [Db] galaxy.
Hydro, [Ab] doja, chocolate,
Taweed, or we might be.
Sipping on [Db] gin, on Hennessy.
Fuck [Abm] that, we're that new shit, the Chronic [Db] Ice East.
I hang among hustlers.
I slang and who bang Bronson.
[Ab] When buses roll through, [B] can't fuck with my bold crew.
We will hold you captive and bust, cause [Ab] gangbanging is deactive.
Activity where I [Db] be living, B.
There ain't no liberty statue.
[Ab] Hope you got your gat.
Don't let [B] them catch you slipping without yours.
It's warfare outdoors.
[Ab] Ambulance, violent uproars.
Trash niggas taking out like chores.
I [B] need hoes on tours.
Jeans hot as peppers, so I sip [Db] champagne on stormy shores.
We on hardcore pornographic.
Tote Austrian [Ab] firearms.
It's made out of plastic in these drastic surroundings.
Zippy sounding like Lebanon.
Making fools retreat [B] like Megatron and Starscream.
Oh yeah, I scream [Bb] on stars to get loot and [Abm] cross over like Rima, Doja, Bar.
[Dbm] Get out your car, son.
That's how I came.
These bougie niggas at [Ab] bar one to see the data, [B] mate.
Front [A] page stardom.
I'm the go [B]-to child chased by [Abm] Sodom.
Noob seeing guys.
My bulletproof is hard to shoot.
[G] All the time you see him.
[B] That means it's real fucking hard to shoot me.
[Eb]
[Ab] Lightspeed blazing chronic through the [Db] galaxy.
[D] Hydro, Doja, chocolate, Tawi.
Or we might be sipping on gin on [E] Hennessy.
Fuck that.
We're that new shit, the chronic [N] iced teas.
My name is Dre.
Can I play some Chronicle Chill?
Nigga, what the fuck?
[Db] Roll that shit up.
[Ab] Hell yeah, still [B] always into [A] something.
Heart still at Compton, [Eb] the comp came to pose.
[Ab] Dope Cali platinum classicals, introduced you to my dawg.
Don't love hoes and fern fiascos.
[B] Assholes, fuck you up with my last video, [Eb] Chuck's up doing a tango.
[Abm] And cash, always in [C] my grasp.
[Db] Came up in the game wearing khakis, not [Ab] Kangol.
Strangling [Bm] hoes, when asked about it in [B] most interviews, I just [Eb] laugh.
Now I [Ab] vacate with hoes with a gang of ass.
One [B] feeding me mango, the other light [Db] my hash.
Rap [Ab] tabloids write Dre's like [B] an ass.
[Db] Came home up tight, ready to mash, like a gas [Abm] pedal.
Get on that 64 Chevy [Dbm] level, AK47 heavy metal.
Who say Dre [Ab] ain't ghetto?
Swizzle like [B] a tea kettle.
I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils.
Cause [Ab] we rebels over here.
I [Db] smell chronic in the air.
That means we [B] taking over this year.
You hear?
[E] Chronic 2000.
That means we taking over [Db] this year.
You hear?
[E] [B]
Lightspeed, blazing chronic through the [Db] galaxy.
Hydro, [Ab] doja, chocolate,
Taweed, or we might be.
Sipping on [Db] gin, on Hennessy.
Fuck [Abm] that, we're that new shit, the Chronic [Db] Ice East.
I hang among hustlers.
I slang and who bang Bronson.
[Ab] When buses roll through, [B] can't fuck with my bold crew.
We will hold you captive and bust, cause [Ab] gangbanging is deactive.
Activity where I [Db] be living, B.
There ain't no liberty statue.
[Ab] Hope you got your gat.
Don't let [B] them catch you slipping without yours.
It's warfare outdoors.
[Ab] Ambulance, violent uproars.
Trash niggas taking out like chores.
I [B] need hoes on tours.
Jeans hot as peppers, so I sip [Db] champagne on stormy shores.
We on hardcore pornographic.
Tote Austrian [Ab] firearms.
It's made out of plastic in these drastic surroundings.
Zippy sounding like Lebanon.
Making fools retreat [B] like Megatron and Starscream.
Oh yeah, I scream [Bb] on stars to get loot and [Abm] cross over like Rima, Doja, Bar.
[Dbm] Get out your car, son.
That's how I came.
These bougie niggas at [Ab] bar one to see the data, [B] mate.
Front [A] page stardom.
I'm the go [B]-to child chased by [Abm] Sodom.
Noob seeing guys.
My bulletproof is hard to shoot.
[G] All the time you see him.
[B] That means it's real fucking hard to shoot me.
[Eb]
[Ab] Lightspeed blazing chronic through the [Db] galaxy.
[D] Hydro, Doja, chocolate, Tawi.
Or we might be sipping on gin on [E] Hennessy.
Fuck that.
We're that new shit, the chronic [N] iced teas.
Key:
Ab
B
Db
Abm
Eb
Ab
B
Db
Hey, hey, what's up?
My name is Dre.
Can I play some Chronicle Chill?
Nigga, what the fuck?
[Db] Roll that shit up.
[Ab] Hell yeah, still [B] always into [A] something.
Heart still at Compton, [Eb] the comp came to pose.
[Ab] Dope Cali platinum classicals, introduced you to my dawg.
Don't love hoes and fern fiascos.
[B] Assholes, fuck you up with my last video, [Eb] Chuck's up doing a tango.
[Abm] And cash, always in [C] my grasp.
[Db] Came up in the game wearing khakis, not [Ab] Kangol.
Strangling [Bm] hoes, when asked about it in [B] most interviews, I just [Eb] laugh.
Now I [Ab] vacate with hoes with a gang of ass.
One [B] feeding me mango, the other light [Db] my hash.
Rap [Ab] tabloids write Dre's like [B] an ass.
[Db] Came home up tight, ready to mash, like a gas [Abm] pedal.
Get on that 64 Chevy [Dbm] level, AK47 heavy metal.
Who say Dre [Ab] ain't ghetto?
Swizzle like [B] a tea kettle.
I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils.
Cause [Ab] we rebels over here.
I [Db] smell chronic in the air.
That means we [B] taking over this year.
You hear?
_ [E] Chronic 2000.
That means we taking over [Db] this year.
You hear?
[E] _ _ [B]
Lightspeed, blazing chronic through the [Db] galaxy.
Hydro, [Ab] doja, chocolate,
Taweed, or we might be.
Sipping on [Db] gin, on Hennessy.
Fuck [Abm] that, we're that new shit, the Chronic [Db] Ice East.
I hang among hustlers.
I slang and who bang Bronson.
[Ab] When buses roll through, [B] can't fuck with my bold crew.
We will hold you captive and bust, cause [Ab] gangbanging is deactive.
Activity where I [Db] be living, B.
There ain't no liberty statue.
[Ab] Hope you got your gat.
Don't let [B] them catch you slipping without yours.
It's warfare outdoors.
[Ab] Ambulance, violent uproars.
Trash niggas taking out like chores.
I [B] need hoes on tours.
Jeans hot as peppers, so I sip [Db] champagne on stormy shores.
We on hardcore pornographic.
Tote Austrian [Ab] firearms.
It's made out of plastic in these drastic surroundings.
Zippy sounding like Lebanon.
Making fools retreat [B] like Megatron and Starscream.
Oh yeah, I scream [Bb] on stars to get loot and [Abm] cross over like Rima, Doja, Bar.
[Dbm] Get out your car, son.
That's how I came.
These bougie niggas at [Ab] bar one to see the data, [B] mate.
Front [A] page stardom.
I'm the go [B]-to child chased by [Abm] Sodom.
Noob seeing guys.
My bulletproof is hard to shoot.
[G] All the time you see him.
[B] That means it's real fucking hard to shoot me.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Ab] Lightspeed blazing chronic through the [Db] galaxy.
[D] Hydro, Doja, chocolate, Tawi.
Or we might be sipping on gin on [E] Hennessy.
Fuck that.
We're that new shit, the chronic [N] iced teas.
My name is Dre.
Can I play some Chronicle Chill?
Nigga, what the fuck?
[Db] Roll that shit up.
[Ab] Hell yeah, still [B] always into [A] something.
Heart still at Compton, [Eb] the comp came to pose.
[Ab] Dope Cali platinum classicals, introduced you to my dawg.
Don't love hoes and fern fiascos.
[B] Assholes, fuck you up with my last video, [Eb] Chuck's up doing a tango.
[Abm] And cash, always in [C] my grasp.
[Db] Came up in the game wearing khakis, not [Ab] Kangol.
Strangling [Bm] hoes, when asked about it in [B] most interviews, I just [Eb] laugh.
Now I [Ab] vacate with hoes with a gang of ass.
One [B] feeding me mango, the other light [Db] my hash.
Rap [Ab] tabloids write Dre's like [B] an ass.
[Db] Came home up tight, ready to mash, like a gas [Abm] pedal.
Get on that 64 Chevy [Dbm] level, AK47 heavy metal.
Who say Dre [Ab] ain't ghetto?
Swizzle like [B] a tea kettle.
I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils.
Cause [Ab] we rebels over here.
I [Db] smell chronic in the air.
That means we [B] taking over this year.
You hear?
_ [E] Chronic 2000.
That means we taking over [Db] this year.
You hear?
[E] _ _ [B]
Lightspeed, blazing chronic through the [Db] galaxy.
Hydro, [Ab] doja, chocolate,
Taweed, or we might be.
Sipping on [Db] gin, on Hennessy.
Fuck [Abm] that, we're that new shit, the Chronic [Db] Ice East.
I hang among hustlers.
I slang and who bang Bronson.
[Ab] When buses roll through, [B] can't fuck with my bold crew.
We will hold you captive and bust, cause [Ab] gangbanging is deactive.
Activity where I [Db] be living, B.
There ain't no liberty statue.
[Ab] Hope you got your gat.
Don't let [B] them catch you slipping without yours.
It's warfare outdoors.
[Ab] Ambulance, violent uproars.
Trash niggas taking out like chores.
I [B] need hoes on tours.
Jeans hot as peppers, so I sip [Db] champagne on stormy shores.
We on hardcore pornographic.
Tote Austrian [Ab] firearms.
It's made out of plastic in these drastic surroundings.
Zippy sounding like Lebanon.
Making fools retreat [B] like Megatron and Starscream.
Oh yeah, I scream [Bb] on stars to get loot and [Abm] cross over like Rima, Doja, Bar.
[Dbm] Get out your car, son.
That's how I came.
These bougie niggas at [Ab] bar one to see the data, [B] mate.
Front [A] page stardom.
I'm the go [B]-to child chased by [Abm] Sodom.
Noob seeing guys.
My bulletproof is hard to shoot.
[G] All the time you see him.
[B] That means it's real fucking hard to shoot me.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Ab] Lightspeed blazing chronic through the [Db] galaxy.
[D] Hydro, Doja, chocolate, Tawi.
Or we might be sipping on gin on [E] Hennessy.
Fuck that.
We're that new shit, the chronic [N] iced teas.