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1.
Sunshine Feel Good
Tom: GAvançadoG
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GOne, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
Peace signs, can ya Bmput 'em up
GOne, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One time, cBman ya put 'em up
GOne, two, one, two
One two, one, two
If ya hear it on the radBmio, turn it up
Huh, dGon't fuss sunshine feelin' real gBmood
GIt's just another, just another day that the lBmord has (kGept me, kept Bmme)
GIt was no goodness of my own
It was you and you alone
You deserve all the gElory
GPeace signs in the sky if ya fBmeel good
EmWas a time when a storm came in my life
Didn't know which way to turn, to the left or right
GOut the corner of my eye, saw a little light
Flickerin' like a flame in the darkest night
EmIt's almost mornin'
EmJust let the sun, sEbdimunshine in
Sunshine Dmin
GOne, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
Peace signs, cBman ya put 'em up (can ya put 'em up yeah)
GOne, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One time, cBman ya put 'em up
GOne, two, one, two (one, two, one two, one two)
One two, one, two
If ya hear it on the radBmio, turn it up
GHuh, don't fuss sunshine feelin' rBmeal good
Em A lotta pBmeople do me wrong, but I wanna do the right thing (rigCht thing)
Sit back with my peGdal on the medal and I'm cruisin' on the higEmhway
BmWhile you passin' out Emblessin's on your peBmople
Lord, shoot a blessin' my wCay
And my good days outweigh my bGad days
AAnd I won't complain
EmYou knew from the beginning
CThat sometimes you might feel alone
But don't look Gnow it's almost...
EmMornin'
Just let the sEbdimunshine Dmin
The Gsunshine in yeah
SunshiBmne iGn
BmNo-ooo-ooo
GOne, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
Peace signs, Bmcan ya put 'em up (can you put 'em up again)
GOne, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One time, cBman ya put 'em up (can you put 'em up again)
GOne, two, one, two
One two, one, two
If ya hear it on the raBmdio, turn it up
Huh, dGon't front - sunshine feelin' rBmeal good
GYou bring the sun out
You bring the sun out, Bmsunshine
GYou bring the sun out
You bring the sun out, sBmunshine
GSunshine-ine, sunshine-ine
You bring Bmthe sun out
GDon't front, you know this sunshine feels goBmod...
In my hBmood
CThat sometimes you might feel alone
But don't look nGow, it's almost...
EmMornin'
Just let the Ebdimsun, the sunshine Dmin, the sGunshine in
SunshBmine Gin
Ooh-Bmooaa-oh
GOne, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
Peace signs, can ya pBmut 'em up (can you put 'em up again)
GOne, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
One time, Bmcan ya put 'em up (can you put 'em up again)
GOne, two, one, two
One two, one, two
If ya hear it on the raBmdio, turn it up
GHuh, don't front - sunshine feelin' Bmreal good
2.
Doggytails
Tom: DmMédioDm
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DmHey Snoop Dogg, can you give us a bedtime story?
Alright, hand me my backwoods, here we go
DmJust another day in my old neighborhood
Not bad meanin' bad but bad meanin' good
DmTime flies by with the boomin' system
Shot by my head, I popped back and I missed 'em
DmSo I kept shootin' 'til I ran outta shots
Then I threw my gun at him and I ran up the block
DmSwang them hoes, bang them hoes
20 minutes later, I changed them clothes
For thDmese guys, east side niggas is back
Ain't heard your new shit 'cause you niggas is whack
I cDmame to this party all by myself
But I won't leave by myself
I got hDmis, hers and your bitch too
They all come through, it's sorta like a rendez-vous
I'm so tDmrue to this shit, never new to this shit
Kick back and watch your big homie do this shit
DmNiggas weren't made to break me
'Cause all I just do is sBbhine
bang bang bAmugie
Cross by mDbdimoi
DmS to the N, double O, P
Won't you put it in the air one Dbdimtime
DmNiggas gonna get real lenny
Guaranteed it'll blow your Dbdimmind
DmWell well
Well, I watch out
Better get them starchild
That's the DmXO bottle
Leave shit with the model
And this gangsta shit on your cirrottle?, uh
Dm1 little 2, little 3, little Gs
Hangin' by the high school, blBbowin' in the trees
Dm4 little, 5 little, 6 TCs
Watch a nigga back one and dip it through with ease
Dm7 little, 8 little, 9 little hoes
Wanna kick it, I suppose, gettin' tickets to my shows
Dm10 to 11 but a dozen on the rose, gave that bitCch to my cousin 'cause he hard on the nose
Hey, you kDmnow how shit goes, make that bitch strike a pose
Triple O to the N so you know that bitch chose
So cold, make a nigga freeze, Amhoes down, nigga, Gs up
DmNiggas weren't made to break me
'Cause all I just do is sBbhine
bang bang bAmugie
Cross by mDbdimoi
DmS to the N, double O, P
Won't you put it in the air one Dbdimtime
DmNiggas gonna get real lenny
Guaranteed it'll blow your Dbdimmind
I did a wDmhole lotta gutta shit
But lookin' back at it, young loc, Cuz, I'm on some other shit
DmIntellectual, misdirectional
Correct yourself so you can avoid correctional faDmcilities
Mental stability, validity
Everythin' you look at ain't what it appear to be
CompDmellin' you, sellin' you, I'm tellin' you this
See poppin' this shit is like knockin' a bitch
I'm cold wDmith it, rock road with it, trick hoes with it
Big foAmurs with it, yeah,Dm I be the backup, second in line
See when I get in, you ain't gettin' no more time
I'm free as a bird, C is the wAmord, nigga, I did that, nigga
EmSwitchin' up, my nigga, let's get this shit back
AmTrue to this shit, never new to this shit
Kick back and watch your big homie do this shit
DmNiggas weren't made to break me
'Cause all I just do is sBbhine
bang bang bAmugie
Cross by mDbdimoi
DmS to the N, double O, P
Won't you put it in the air one Dbdimtime
DmNiggas gonna get real lenny
Guaranteed it'll blow your Dbdimmind
3.
The Cure
Tom: EbmAvançadoEbm
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Look Big SnoEbmop Dogg
Occupation real
CAbmonversation skill show you hBow to make a mill'
Pimpin' cEbmath me on tour
I headline the bill with beatAbmufil bitches
I done bBeen to brazil
Nigga, Ebmaks fo' real, my pockets is filled
Big mAbmoney I'm the boss of my gaBngsta feel
They say they Ebmgot the cure, well I ain't takin the pill
I'm a stiAbmllkeep the gangsta after fBifteen years
Ya digg
EbmCan't give it up gettin money the way that I live
AbmThe king of the west coBast I'm runnin this shit
EbmBig snoop dogg nigga you know what it is
AbmThe forty calli screw yo faGbce like you fuckin with this
EbmNo cure for the cash nigga my pockets big
AbmKush weed is the best, so why would I quit
EbmHigh flyin in the ??
AbmI drop em down pick em Bup yes I am the pimp
EbmWhat you thought, doggystyle all up in yo bitch
AbmIf theres a cure for getttin money theres the opposite
EbmNever give it up, man I love this shit
AbmBlunt after blunt, hit after hit
EbmSix fo low ridin with the candy kidden
AbmIf theres a cure fo beein gangsta I dont want this shit
EbmAbm
EbmAbm
A mother fo the suEbmnrise sposed to hit the block
Lil bad motDbhafucka pull the pockets pull the rocks
Learned to throw them tEbmhangs Abm Db
EbmAbm
EbmLet me tell you why they call me snoop doggy dogg
AbmI got a lot of bitches pBlus this nigga stay sharp
EbmNow follow me, as I creep through the fog
Is secAbmure for this shit you better kBeep It out of dodge
Before I pEbmut you in some shit
You really got to swap, then caDbll the hustle boys
To get you mothafuckas robbed
EbmIs five in the mornin'
I climb in my zone, I'm from the LAbmBC
Where the clBimate is cold
And EbmI know you player hatas got your eyes on my dope
Cause I sAbmpit that real shit
In your ear you can ??
Spend sEbmummers on the beach
Hidden gears on the boat
Fifty AbmG's all in twennys keep the dDbuffel bag closed
What you call hEbmeat
Eat a nigga'ho
Fo you cAbmhain snatchion niggas tryna siBze up my gold
EbmIts the problem, I dont need no antidote
AbmNo cure nigga, I let the wound heal slow
EbmI gotta keep it gangsta makin moves on the road
AbmTour bus full of weed smoke, bDbitches n' hoes
I've been doEbmin this fo years
Nigga thats how it goes
Is the big bAbmoss dogg I'm the truth untold
West cEbmoast camping no mean to brag the boss
The Abmbenz or the porche, I done hBave them both
Lil snEbmoop count my money cut my fingers its mo
Its the celeAbmbration, grab yo glass n' toast
West Coast!
4.
Words Are Few
Tom: AbAvançadoAb
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AbThere are times when I dEbmon't wanna speak
AbGrab a pen, scratch your chin, make the Ebmbeat
Maybe nAbot, smoEbmkin' pot on the beach
BbmParanoid with my bEbmoys, where my keys?
AbAnd my head in the clEbmouds, is that him?
BbmAnd my boys trippin' Ebmhard like nigga, chill
DbSomeone new with the mouthful of boot
GbNow my boys, they come Dbin with the deal
Gdim EbmI'm not Gbmad at you
ThBbmings I'm Ebmgoing through make me Gbact the fool
BbmPlease don't think I'm cruel
DbReally normaAdimlly I'm cool
EbmThere is nothing Gbyou can do
DbHey
GbWhen my words are fBbmew
Things ain't wEbmhat they seem
Feeling like I'm fooGbling me
I know god is cAdimalling me
BbmI'm not where I'm sAbupposed to be
FmSitting here smGboking trees
FmWhen I should be Ebmon my knees
AbWhen my words are fDbew
EbmWhy you hounding me in the house of the lord?
Watch us, guilty
EbmAin't no move in the parking lot prophecies
That's why act an addiction, you can't find me
EbmOh ain't no smiles, ain't no joke
AbNo bitches, please
Ain't no rest for my sEbmoul til' I coDbme clean
I'll hear from the lord if I speak
GbSo back off and let me Fmeat, let me feast
Gdim EbmI'm not Gbmad at you
ThBbmings I'm Ebmgoing through make me Gbact the fool
BbmPlease don't think I'm cruel
DbReally normaAdimlly I'm cool
EbmThere is nothing Gbyou can do
DbHey
GbWhen my words are fBbmew
Things ain't wEbmhat they seem
Feeling like I'm fooGbling me
I know god is cAdimalling me
BbmI'm not where I'm sAbupposed to be
FmSitting here smGboking trees
FmWhen I should be Ebmon my knees
AbWhen my words are fDbew
DbI know that I chBbmose to backslide
DbBut now I kEbmnow the way
I was born and raiGbsed in this thing
And that's something I chose to do
DbChurch all my life
I ain't stepped ouDmtside but now I feel the Eblight calling Gbme
Back to the Abfold G Fm Ebm Ab Adim
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5.
Beautiful
Tom: C#mMédioC#m
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YeahhhC#m, yeahhA, yeF#mah, yeahhhh... (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...)
Beautiful, I just want you to know (Oh-hooo!)
You're my favorite girl... (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...)
I know you gon' lose it, this new Snoop shit
Come on baby boo, you gotsta get into it (Oh-hooo!)
Don't fool wit the playa with the cool whip
Yeah-yeah, you know I'm always on that cool shit
Walk to it, do it how you do it
Have a glass, lemme put you in the mood and, (Oh-hooo!)
Lil' cutie lookin' like a student
Long hair, wit'cha big fat booty
Back in the days you was a girl I went to school wit
Had to tell your moms and sister to cool it (Oh-hooo!)
The girl wanna do it, I just might do it
Here to walk wit some pimp-pimp clue wit'
Mommy don't worry, I won't abuse it
Hurry up and finish so we can watch "Clueless" (Oh-hooo!)
I laugh at these niggas when they ask who do this
But everybody know who girl that you is
When I see my baby boo, shit, I get foolish
Smack a nigga that tries to pursue it (Oh-hooo!)
Homeboy, she taken, just move it
I asked you nicely, don't make the Dogg lose it
We just blow 'dro and keep the flow movin'
In a '64, me and baby boo cruisin' (Oh-hooo!)
Body rag interior blue, and
Have them hydralics squeakin' when we screwin'
Now she's yellin', hollerin' out Snoop, and
Hootin', hollerin'; hollerin', hootin' (Oh-hooo!)
Black and beautiful, you the one I'm choosin'
Hair long and black and curly like you're Cuban
Keep groovin', that's what we doin'
And we gon' be together until your moms move in... (Oh-hooo!)
Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you...
...See I just want you
To know that you are really special...
Ohh why, oh why, oh why, oh why...
Snoop Dogg Clothing, that's what I'm groomed in
You got my pictures on the wall in your room-in (Oh-hooo!)
Girls be complainin' you keep me boomin'
But girls like that wanna listen to Pat Boone (Ehh... oh yeah, there's
something about you...)
You's a college girl, but that don't stop you from doin'
Come and see the Dogg in a hood near you-in (Oh-hooo!)
You don't ask why I roll wit a crew, and
Twist up my fingers and wear dark blue-in (Ehh... oh yeah, there's something
about you...)
On the eastside, that's the crew I choose
Nothin' I do is new to you (Oh-hooo!)
I smack up the world if they rude to you (Ehh...)
'Cause baby girl you so beautiful...
Ehh... oh yeah, there's something about you... Oh-hooo!
6.
Original Is Never Finished
Tom: GMédioG
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One of the greatest of them all G
Dogg Sinatra
In pocket with the rocket, I got ya
Awe and amazement
Flippin through my pages E
I live my life lit up
Lighting up these stages
BmRidiculous, outrageous, greatness, contagious
Still on top, lookin? ageless
BmI plan my play then scheme it out
Draped up, caked up, all day, I dream about
DProtecting my position
I did it my way, no preventions, or no permissions
AListen
Bm
GFingers I flick it, let you figure this out
Snoop Dogg and I'm back in the house
Superstar, Snoopy hard and he came with the flow
Adidas on my feet, hi top or low
No matter where I go, I get a check in a plane Bm
When you speakin' on me, dog, put respek on my name
Worldwide with the heat life Bm
I was brought up the street life
They love it cause I does it with them 3 stripes
The big drug beater, gDotta stay cheetah, me and my 'Didas
Yeah
AThis important
No Jordans
BmNo-no-n-n-no!
(Outro: Crowd of people and Snoop Dogg)
BmYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
BmWhen I bit off more than I could chew
DBut through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up aAnd spit it out Bm
I faced it all Dand I stood tall and diEd it my way Bm
It's the only way
Ya dig?
7.
Gin N Juice
Tom: FmFácilPretty easy song to play. Basically playing the same Bass Line all the way through. I
wanted to include a version on UG because people like to have all their music and lyrics
in one place. You can play thr chords, but i prefer just playing the Bass line notes.
If you want to play full chords:
Fm Ab Bb Fm (And you can walk the bass line back up: D Eb Fm )
With so much drama in the L.B.C.
It's kinda hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I kick a little something for the G's?
And, make a few ends as I breeze through-
Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'
'Cause my momma ain't home
I got bitches in the living room gettin' it on
And, they ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin'
So what you wanna do? Shit, I got a pocket
Full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But, but what? We don't love them ho's, yeah
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Now that I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this type of shit happens all the time
You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin' to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
Who listens, to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get to mackin' to this bitch named Sadie
She used to be the homeboys lady
(Oh, that bitch?)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, 'cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
Bitch, I'm just
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Later on that day, my homey
Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J of some bubonic chronic
That made me choke, shit, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah, I'm fucked up now
But it ain't no stoppin', I'm still poppin'
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
'Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin' up off the cot
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you ho's, I'm out the do' and I'll be
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo
Sippin' on gin and juice, bitch
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo
Sippin' on gin and juice, bitch
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind