G'z And Hustlaz chords and lyrics - SNOOP DOGG

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[Verse 1]
[F]Good Morning, boys and girls
[G]I'm your substitute teacher
[F]My name [G]is Mr. Buckworth
The topic for today [F]is
[G]What you would like to be
when you grow up
[A]You, over there in the jean
[G]shirt
What you wanna be when
you [Eb]grow up?
I would like to be a [A]police
[G]officer
[A]Alrighty, that's a pretty [F]good profession

[Verse 2]
[A]
You over there in that black shirt
[G]What you wanna be [Eb]when you grow up?[F]
I would [G]like to be a fireman

[Verse 3]
[F]Alright, that's a pretty
[G]good profession too
[D]Hey, you in the [F]back with those
[G]French braids
What's your name?
[F]My name is Snoop

[Verse 4]
Alright, [F]Snoop, what you [G]wanna
be when you grow up?
[A]I wanna be a mother

[Verse 5]
[F]fuckin'
hustla, ya better ask [Eb]somebody

[Interlude 1]
[F][Eb]
[F]

[Verse 6]
[F]This is for the Gz, and this is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now [Eb]back to the Gz
This is for the [F]Gz, and this is for the hustlas
This is for [C]the hustlas, now back
[Eb]to the Gz
[A]Freeze, [F]at ease

[Verse 7]
Now let me drop some more of them keys
[F]It's 1-9-9-tre, so let me just play
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the [C]mic,
I'm back [Eb]with Dr. Dre
But this time,
[F]I'ma hit your ass with a touch
To leave mother[C]fuckers in a [F]daze,
fucked up
So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg,
I'm at the [Eb]top of the stack
I don't lack for a second,
[F]and I'm still checkin'
The dopest motherfucker that
you're hearin' on the record
It's [C]me, you [F]see,
S-N-Double-O-P
D-O-Double-G-Y,
the the the the the the the the the D-O-Double-G
I'm I'm [Eb]I'm I'm fly as a falcon,
[F]soarin' through the sky
And I'm high 'til [C]I d[F]izz[Eb]ie, rizzide
So check [C]it, I [F]get busy, I make your head dizzy
I blow up your [C]mouth like I
was [Eb]Dizzy Gillespie
I'm crazy, you [F]can't phase me
I'm the S, oh, yes, I'm [C]fresh,
I don't fuck with [F]the stress
I'm all about the chronic,
bionic, you see?
Every single day,
[C]chillin' with the [Eb]D-O-Double-Gs
P-O-U-N-D, that's that's that's that's that's
that's that's [F]that's my clique, my crew
You fuck with [C]us, we gots to fuck you [F]up
I thought you knew, but yet and still
You want to get real,
now it's time [Eb]to peel, you say chill
And feel, the mother[F]fuckin' realism
Snoop Doggy [E]Dogg [F]is on the [C]mic I'm
hittin' hard [F]as steel, nigga

[Verse 8]
[F]This is for the Gz, and this
is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back [Eb]to the Gz
This is for [F]the Gz, and this
is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz

[Verse 9]
How many hoes in [F]your
motherfuckin' group
Wanna take a [C]ride [F]in [Eb]my
7-8 Coupe DeVille?
[F]Chill, as I take you on a trip
Where them niggas ride [C]and slide,
you know [F]about the East Side
Niggas like myself here to show
you where it's at
With my hoes on my [C]side and
my [Eb]strap on my back
Papers, I stack [F]daily
And Death Row is still the label that pays me
But you know how that [C]go
[F]We flow toe for toe,
if you ain't on the Row
Fuck you and your [Eb]hoe,
really doe, so check it
It's Snoop [F]Doggy Dogg on the solo tip
Still clockin' [C]grip and don't
[F]really give a shit
About nothing at all, just my dogs,
steppin' through the [C]fog
And [Eb]I'm still gon' fade 'em all
With the [F]gangsta shit that
keeps you hangin'
How many [Eb]hoes in ninety-four
will will [F]I be b[Eb]angin'?[F]
Every single one to get the job done
As I dip, skip, flip, [C]right [Eb]back to two-one
Where Where the sun be shinin'
[F]and I be rhymin'
It's me, Snoop D-O-Double-G,
and and and and I'm [Eb]climbin'

[Verse 10]
[F]This is for the Gz, and this
is for the hustlas
This is for [Eb]the hustlas, now back to the Gz
This is for [F]the Gz, and this
is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas now
back to [Eb]the Gz

[Verse 11]
I come [F]creepin' through the fog
with my saggin' deuce
East Side, Long [C]Beach,
[Eb]in a 7-8 Coupe DeVille
I'm rollin' [F]with the G Funk bumpin'
in my shit [C]and it don't quit
[F]So drop it on the one, motherfucker,
put together that set
A nigga with a grip [C]of that [Eb]gangsta shit
With the East[F]side hoes on my
motherfuckin' dick
And the [Eb]Compton nig[C]gas
all about to [Eb]set t[F]rip
Swing it back, bring it back, just like this
And if you with my [C]shit,
then blaze [Eb]up another spliff
And keep the mother[F]fuckin'
blunt in your pocket, loc
'Cause [Eb]Doggy Dogg is all about
the [Eb]Zig-Zag smoke
smoke
[F]See it's a West Coast thing,
where I'm from
And if you want some, [Eb]get some,
bad enough, take some
But watch the gun [F]by my side
Because it represents me and the
motherfuckin' [F]East [F]Side
So bow down to the bow [Fm]wow,
'cause bow [F]wow
Yip[F]pie yo, you [Eb]can't see my flow
My shit is dope, [F]original, now you know
And can't no hood fuck
with Death Rizzow
This is for [F]the Gz, and

[Verse 12]
this
is [F]for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now
back [Eb]to the Gz
This is for [F]the Gz, and this
is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz