Tonalité : G major•
Verse 1
G
(Off The Wall Gang)
D
(Damn, that's Surreal right
there?) ayy, ayy
Bm
D
Niggas at your freakin' head
Bm
Click- clack,
G
niggas really scared
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Verse 2
G
Niggas at your freakin' head,
B
click- clack
Really scared
G
I'ma run these motherfuckin'
B
people
Just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed,
and my businesses
G
Savage just like Beans
B
That's who Beanie Sigel is
G
up them poles
B
Heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
G
You don't know what
B
pistol beatin' is
Ridin' 'round town
Prayin' to God with the SIG
G
B
Smoke a nigga like a cig'
Bang, off with his head, ayy
Verse 3
Better play with your bitch You better play with your kids
G
B
My niggas, they savages
You better play with your ear on the jet
On the Lear like I'll perform in here
G
I got my gun in here, so be alarmed in here
B
You want beef? There's farms in here
A lotta armor in here, ayy
G
B
Boy, we got the llamas here
Them stupid choppers here, ayy
G
Leave you where you stand
B
You gon' need a doctor in here
G
I brought my guap in here
B
I can pay your doctor bills
G
B
Pay your mama bills,
pay your partner bills
G
B
Pay a lotta bills, pay my bank deposit bills
G
I got a lotta clips,
B
I drive a lotta whips
G
B
Like I'm at the casino, I won a lotta chips
Bm
I brought my mop in here
G
D
That dirty bop in here
Bm
It'll bop your eyeballs, it'll bop your ear
D
Bm
I brought my mop in here
D
Hey dirty bop in here, ayy
(Click- clack) it'll
bop your eyeballs and
Bm
G
It'll bop your ear, bang
B
Niggas at your freakin' head, click- clack
Verse 4
Really scared
G
I'ma run these motherfuckin'
people
B
Just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed,
and my businesses
G
Savage just like Beans
B
That's who Beanie Sigel is
G
up them poles
B
Heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
G
You don't know what
B
pistol beatin' is
G
B
Ridin' 'round town
Prayin' to God with the SIG
G
B
Smoke a nigga like a cig'
Bang, off with his head, ayy
Verse 5
B
Smokin' on this Tooka,
plottin' on a million
Got a lotta children
These niggas my children
Try to smoke some Tooka, this shit
It might kill you
Tryna get some money,
G
my nigga, I feel you
B
Coolin' with the Glo, ayy
That's my La Familia
G
B
For my family, I'll kill ya
At the red light, drill ya
Pull up on you slow, ride off like a Steeler
G
B
I think I'm from Pittsburgh, bitch
G
I got my steel up 'Member
B
bein' a stealer
Your car could get peeled up
G
B
Baby, I heard your car on E, fuck with me
G
B
It get filled up when I look in the mirror
I see a young black nigga
That made it out the Southside
Bm
Where the fuckin' drills was
D
Bm
D
Ridin' with my tooly
And I'm down to drill ya
Bm
Waste your ass, spill ya, Flintstone
Fred and Wilma she gon'
D
give me coochie 'til
My fuckin' deal up
Bm
G
It can go down anytime, but I'm still up
Verse 6
Niggas at your freakin' head,
B
click- clack
Really scared
G
I'ma run these motherfuckin'
B
people
Just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed,
and my businesses
G
Savage just like Beans
B
That's who Beanie Sigel is
G
up them poles
B
Heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
G
You don't know what
B
pistol beatin' is
G
B
Ridin' 'round town
Prayin' to God with the SIG
G
Smoke a nigga like a cig'
B
Bang, off with his head,
ayy
Verse 7
(Damn, that's Surreal right
there?)
G
(Off The Wall Gang)
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