Chords for snoop dogg ft.tha dogg pound-who got some gangsta shit

_ [F] [B] I'm not mad at [Ab] her.
[B] Hey!
[Bb] _ [Ab] _
_ [F] _ I'm not mad at her.
[B] _ _ _
_ [Fm] [B] I'm not mad at her.
[Ab] I'm [B] [Bb] not mad at her.
[F] I'm not mad at her.
I'm not mad at her.
_ [Bb] I'm not mad at her.
[Gb] Nine in the morning feds at [Ab] my door.
My [B] door.
[Bb] Because the horn wouldn't blow.
[F] Dipping [Bbm] through the alley, I made my escape.
[B] Didn't even [Bb] get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg case.
[F] Man with [Bbm] no music,
I make my happy [Ab] trip free.
[B] Spelling basses, [Bb] I can bail down 19th street.
I [F] got my stacks [Bbm] in my pocket and at least a grand.
[Bb] Gold on my neck,
my discs are close in hand.
[F] I'm a dog [Bbm] pound wanker from the [Ab] LBZ.
[B] Remotely [Bb] controlled by the bomb ET.
But [F] just living [Fm] in B-City
is a serious task.
[B] Didn't know what the feds wanted, [Ebm] didn't have time to ask.
We coming [F] with that G shit, [Gb] that C shit
[Bbm] to make your niggas sick.
[B] How [Bb] does it feel to see a G from your clique?
[F] Wake [Bbm] up inside a bed
with my grin [B] on.
Last night's dice game got my win [F] on.
About [Bbm] a G and a half is [Ab] what I came [B] with.
[Bb] What 25 G's is what I'm left [F] with.
[Bbm] G-D was the word I heard.
I [B] went deep in [Bb] my pockets
and threw my sword [Eb] on the tongue.
Give [Bbm] me the dice so I can break you [Ab] niggas.
I threw [Bb] a six.
See I asked, so my point was to dig.
[F] Seven, [Bb] four, four,
trade back to [B] back.
I [Ab] said two fools, back to they way [Fm] back.
See now, [C] I'm off to the graveyard shit.
[B] And I [Gb] gots to pay my dudes to make my grits.
[Bb] But I chill cause my home,
my car [B] ain't no thang.
Cause I sleep all day and slang when [F] night fall.
[Bbm] And I takes a quick walk up [Ab] the block
with [B] my Glock [Bb] cock, ready to make a stop.
Where I set up [F] shop on [Bbm] 50th and the 8th Ave.
Where all the [B] homies be hangin'.
That's where [Ebm] a nigga was slangin'.
I'm [Db] making a crew, [B] remember shit, this ain't me.
[Bb] So I put [B] my chips [Bb] together
and cops a call the chief.
[Gb] And now the shop's on deck.
And everything [B] that's mine, I protect [Ebm] with a tech.
I don't half [F] step, now [Bbm] I got ends.
And [Ab] I'm rolling [B] a Lexus,
[Gb] fuck a Benz, and so many new [Fm] friends.
[Db] But I can only trust a few.
And [B] unawarely I trust in [Ebm] you.
But if I only knew.
[F] G and [Bbm] Snoop, homies from the [Ab] motherfuckin' get [Bm] go.
[Bb] Deloaded it, croak it.
Back in 84, [F] I [Db] was 13.
G was a year [B] older.
But I still wasn't [Eb] afraid to throw up on the [Fm] show.
[Gb] Getting caught on the hood
was the [Ab] [B] anticipation.
[Gb] And yeah, King Park was the destination.
[F] Every [Bb] nigga that I knew
was at the park that [B] night.
Even [Ab] the smokers that be levin' against the park [F] that night.
Back on [Bbm] the street, straight blue and [Ab] gray.
Cause [Bb] I [Ab] represent life every day.
[Gb] Nigga, you can't tell me I don't be on the [Bb] spot.
When I can show you all the homies
that done got [Gb] shot.
From at least about five years [Ab] ago.
[B] When I was in [Bb] Judah High, going to Marshall.
[F] The homie used [Bbm] to come up to the school
and rock.
[B] And leave and had a picture.
Flocking shots.
[F] Damn, them was [Bbm] the days of the [Bb] pay.
[B] Cause it's a pit [Gb] there for
we been whipping people's [F] ass.
[Bbm] And everybody a ballast.
[Bb] And if you don't [Ab] believe me, nigga,
you can make the homie [F] dance.
[Bbm] And that's your ass.
[Ab] [B] Fucked around [Ab] and let Young Swoo take your [Fm] cash.
[Bbm] He didn't even run.
He walked away.
[B] Cause [Bm] I let him see that day.
[F] [Bbm] I wish I was there.
I [Ab] would've clowned.
[B] But that's why [Bb] we
exed your bitch ass from the past.
[F] Cause he wouldn't even squat back.
[B] Man, we can't fuck
with [Ebm] no niggas like that.
[F] He'll [Bbm] get us all cracked.
[Ab] If [B] the police was [Gb] behind us, he wouldn't
even jump out with the strap.
Now that's what I call a biatch.
[Bb] I'll take your thuggy bitch and you can [Gb] drop from the
cliff.
[Fm] Some of [Bbm] these niggas
are bitches [Bb] too.
[B] And some of
[Ab] these niggas look just like you.
So if [Fm] you ever been [Bbm] cologne,
go out and get [B] your roll on, you
punk ass [Eb] nigga.
You getting stolen.
It's [Bbm] 5.30. in the morning. I'm on the zone and I rise up sick to get [Gb] G to a T. Now before I bail the [Bbm] school, you know I play with the set. Another [Bb] day, another [Ab] dollar for the gangster math. Bitch, [Fm] act like [Bbm] you know me. Show me some [Bb] sex and [Bm] affection. You got [Ebm] sluts [F] floss, [Bbm] toss, and nothing, bitch. Yeah, [Bb] dog, one more thing I [Eb] forgot to mention. Ship five, [Fm] nigga, ship [Bbm] three. Ship the pain [Ab] snitch to your [B] bean bag. [Bb] Seven, god damn it, when again? A [Ab] six [Bbm] and four for the hundred straight, four for [B] the chick, young [Bb] ass little nigga. And fuck now, [Fm] I knew that [Bbm] your nigga couldn't get at [Bb] you. [Gb] So what make [Db] your nigga try to spit at you? [F] Disrespect [Bbm] the game that they spit on you? Y'all [B] punk ass [Ab] niggas make y'all some bitches too. [Fm] Who y'all [F] some gangster, gangster [Ab] shit? [Bb] Swoop G, I need somebody speaking up on me cause when [F] I drop mine, [Bb] there was no more niggos in line. Just [B] voters. Ounces, [Ebm] half ounces and quota. [B] PC is the [Bbm] season and I don't smoke [Ab] bucks. They see the end of a skunk, I might as well get whooped and smoked. [F] Stress, [Bbm] that's it up for the holy, cause I only [B] rollin' up [Gb] that twenty dollar show. Got me fucked up, my hood is getting hot and niggas is tryna [Ab] plot and [B] come up front [Bb] for young nigga, call the shots. [Gb] Swoop G ain't the one I do what's to be done on. Ways have my gun and my G for I'm good. I'm [Bb] Cerrito, but you don't hear me though cause you [Ab] don't really know [Bb] about the you [Gb] know. I'm Cerrito, silly hoes. [Ab] Swoop G, [Bbm] you're the fucking LBC. [Bb] None of these [D] niggas rollin' up for I'm good. [F] _ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ [Bbm] _ [Db] _ _