Afro Puffs: accordi di
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre

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Tonalità: B major
Verse 1
A
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
F#
my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
F#
my afro puffs (Rage!)
A
Rock on witcha bad self
G
I rock
Verse 2
A
on with my bad self
'cause it's a must
F#
A
It's the Lady Of Rage, still kicking up dust
G
A
So um m, let me loosen up my bra strap
D
F#
And umm, let me boost ya with
A
my raw rap
G
A
'Cause I'ma break it down to
D
the nitty- gritty one time
F#
When it comes to the lyrics
A
I gets busy with mine
G
Busy as a beaver,
A
you best believe- a
F#
This grand diva's runnin' shit with the
A
G
speed of a cheetah, meet a
A
Lyrical murderer, I'm servin' 'em
F#
like two scoops of chocolate
A
G
Check it how I rock it
A
I'm the one that's throwin' bolos,
D
F#
ya better roll a Rolo
A
G
To find out I'm the number one solo,
uh
A
The capital R- A now take
F#
it to the G- E
A
I bring the things to light,
G
but you still can't see me
A
I flow like a monthly you
F#
can't cramp my style
A
For those that try to punk me, here's
G
a Pamprin child
A
No need to say mo', check the flow
F#
A
Rage in effect once mo', so
now ya know
Verse 3
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
F#
my afro puffs (Rage!)
A
Rock on witcha bad self
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
my afro puffs (Rage!)
F#
A
Rock on witcha bad self
Verse 4
G
Now I'm hittin MC's like
A
Hadouken
F#
Ain't no doubt about
it, I'm the undisputed
A
G
So what you uhh, wanna
F#
do is back on up
A
I'll tap that butt, wax the cuts,
pass the bucks
G
F#
So put your money on the bread winner
I kick lyrics so dope that the
A
brothers call 'em head spinners
G
I got the tongue that
A
F#
has outdone anyone
A
G
From the rising to the setting of the sun
Or the moon,
A
I consume the room with doom
F#
G
A
When I hear the kick of a 808 bass,
boom
G
D
A
D
Boom, bam, God, damn
F#
A
G
I'm hittin' so hard you could say it's a grand slam,
A
dunk, punks
F#
Get broken off for chunk
A
when they feel the funk
G
A
Of the rhythm (fresh) that I give 'em
F#
Let it hit 'em, split 'em,
A
G
did it now I'm rid of 'em, yeah
A
I put that on my unborn kids
F#
A
Rage in effect so you know how it is
Verse 5
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
my afro puffs (Rage!)
F#
A
Rock on witcha bad self
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
F#
my afro puffs (Rage!)
A
Rock on witcha bad self
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
F#
my afro puffs (Rage!)
A
Rock on witcha bad self
G
I rock rough and stuff with my
D
F#
afro puffs (Rage!)
A
Rock on witcha bad self
G
Now ever since my
Verse 6
debut,
A
I've continued to lay you
F#
Flat on your back from the
A
G
raps that I spat, spit
A
Oh shit, I'm the shit
F#
You can't get with
A
G
the Rage then tough tit- ty
A
F#
I pi- ty the fool, that gets
A
With the lyrical murderer 'cause my
G
shit is rude (ooh)
You wanna get with the wickedness,
F#
with that
A
Big batti girl that's kickin it,
G
rippin' it apart like Jason
D
F#
You'll be chasin' a
dream like Freddy
A
Are you ready for the cream
G
de la crème?
A
I'm steam pressuring those
F#
who ain't measuring up
A
I keep competitors stuck
G
In the muck with they butt up,
A
F#
what you wanna nut up
A
Like cashew, don't you know
G
that I will mash you? For real
A
That's the deal,
F#
I'm straight out of Farmville, VA
A
(So what you gotta say?)
Verse 7
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
my afro puffs (Rage!)
F#
A
Rock on witcha bad self
G
D
I rock rough and stuff with my afro
F#
puffs (Rage!)
A
Rock on witcha bad self
Verse 8
G
D
I rock rough and stuff with my afro
F#
puffs (Rage!)
A
Rock on witcha bad self
G
I rock rough and stuff with
D
F#
my afro puffs (Rage!)
A
Rock on witcha bad self
Verse 9
G
A
Huh, I am the roughest, roughest,
roughest (say what? Say what?)
F#
I am the toughest, toughest,
A
toughest (Rage!)
G
I am the roughest, roughest,
A
roughest (say what? Say what? Say what?)
F#
F#m
I am the toughest, toughest,
A
toughest (Rage!)
G
D
I am the roughest, roughest,
A
roughest (Say what? say what?)
F#
F#m
I am the toughest, toughest,
A
toughest (Rage!)
G
A
I am the roughest, roughest,
roughest (say what? Say what? Say what?)
F#
I am the toughest, toughest,
A
toughest (Rage!)
Verse 10
G
A
Get with the uh, roughest, roughest
F#
F#m
Get with the uh, toughest,
A
toughest (Rage!)
G
A
Get with the uh, roughest,
D
roughest (yeah)
F#
Get with the uh, toughest,
A
toughest (Rage!)
G
A
Get with the uh, wickedness, roughest
F#
I am the uh,
A
G
A
wickedness (Rage)
Verse 11
F#
A
Yeah, 1- 9- 9- 4
G
A
F#
The indo blow and the grass grow
A
Snoop Doggy Dogg, still don't love a ho
G
But you gotta give cred
A
it where credit is due
F#
Women, back down and bow down
A
to my motherfuckin' homegirl
G
The Lady Of Rage
A
F#
She rocks rough and stuff
A
with the afro puffs
G
Handcuffed an d she busts
A
F#
And trick biatch, she's
guaranteed to tear shit up
D
You know what I'm sayin'?
Outro 1
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A
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