Tonalité : A minor•
Verse 1
Dm
A
One, two
Check me out right here, yo
Verse 2
A
Yo, the sun don't shine forever
But as long as it's here,
then we might as well shine together
Better now than never
Business before pleasure
P. Diddy and the fam,
who you know do it better?
Yeah, right, no matter what,
we airtight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin,
make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself,
by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin,
what are you provin'?
Am
You know that I'm two
A
levels above you baby
Am
Hug me baby,
I'ma make you love me baby
Talkin' crazy ain't gon' get
Dm
you nothin' but choked
Am
A
Am
And that jealousy is only
A
Am
gon' leave you broke
So the only thing left now is
God for these cats
And BIG, you know you too
hard for these cats
I'ma win cause I'm too
smart for these cats
Dm
Am
While they makin up facts (uh)
You rakin' up plaques
Verse 3
Am
In the commision, you ask for
A
permission to hit 'em
Am
He don't like me,
him and wild wifey was wit' 'em
A
Am
A
You heard of us, the murderous,
most shady
Am
A
Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of Satan,
Am
A
they say my killing's too blatant
Am
You hesitatin',
A
I'm in your mama crib waitin'
Duct tapin', your fam destiny
Am
Lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
A
Francis, M to the iz- H, phenomenal
Am
Gun rest under your vest
A
by the abdominal
Am
Rhyme a few bars so I
A
can buy a few cars
Am
And I kick a few flows so I can
pimp a few hoes
A
Excellence is my presence, never tense
Am
Never hesitant,
leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights,
I perform like Mike
Anyone: Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
A
Action, pack guns, ridiculous
Am
And I'm quick to bust,
A
if my ends you touch
Dm
Am
Kids or girl you touch,
A
in this world I clutch
Am
Two auto- matoes, used to
A
call me "Fatso"
Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit
Oops, Cristal, keep spillin shit
You overdid it homes
You in the danger zone
You shouldn't be alone
Am
Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby,
A
Am
fantastic
Graphic, tryin' to make
A
Am
dough like Jurassic Park
Did quick to spark kids who start shit
Asus4
See me, only me,
Am
the underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
Verse 4
Am
We got the real live shit
Asus4
from front to back
Am
To my people in the world,
A
where the fuck you at?
Am
Where my niggas is at? Where
G
Am
my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit
A
Asus4
Am
from front to back
To my people in the world,
A
Am
where the fuck you at?
A
Am
Where my niggas is at? Where
A
Asus4
A
my niggas is at?
Am
Where the fuck my bitches at?
A
Where my bitches is at?
Verse 5
A
Put your money on the table
and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later dawg,
Asus4
A
I'ma get my stash on
Am
There's a bed full of money
A
that I get my ass on
Asus4
Am
I never lose the passion to go platin um
A
Said I'd live it up 'til all the cash gone
Asus4
Ain't that funny, only use plastic
A
Am
Craft it to make classics hotter than acid
Dm
P. D, rollin' on your tape or CD
Am
The Billboard killer, no team iller
A
Asus4
A
The Fam- o, ammo, is every channel
Am
We been hot for a long time,
burnin' like a candle
Dm
What you can do is check your distribution
Am
My songs bump in Houston like
Scarface produced 'em
A
You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
'Cause I tell it how it is,
and you tell it how it might be
We got the shit mapped tight,
brass knuckles and flashlights
The heaters in the two- seaters,
with two miras
Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us
P. Diddy run the city, show no pity
I'm the witty one,
Asus4
Am
Frank's the crook from the Brook'
A
Mad he broke the neck of
your coke connect
No respect,
Asus4
squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish
Am
Shootouts for 20 minutes,
A
until we finish
Asus4
A
Venice, took the loot,
Asus4
escaped in the Coupe
Am
Break bread with the 'Kiss,
Peniro, Sheek Louch'
Black Rob joined the mob,
A
it ain't no replacin' him
Am
A
Am
Niggas step up, we just macin' them
A
Placin' them in funerals,
criminals turned aroused
To Brick City,
Am
nobody come off like P. Diddy
A
Business wise, I play men
Am
Hide money on the Island Cayman
Y'all just betray men, we spray man
A
I position, competition
Am
'Nother day in the life of the comission
Verse 6
Am
A
Am
A
We got the real live shit from front to back
Am
To my niggas in the world,
A
where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at? Where
Am
my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
A
Am
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my niggas in the world,
where the fuck you at?
A
Am
Where my niggas is at? Where
A
Am
my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
A
Where my bitches is at?
Am
A
We got the real live shit from front to back
Am
To my niggas in the world,
where the fuck you at?
A
Where my niggas is at? Where
my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
Am
A
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my niggas in the world,
where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at? Where
my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
Verse 7
We got the real live shit
Can y'all hear me out there?
It's all fucked up now
What I'ma do now, huh?
What I'ma do now?
It's all fucked up now
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