Under Attack: accordi di
Beanie Sigel
Beanie Sigel

N/A
Tonalità: G minor
Verse 1
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Bm
Yeah, Freeza,
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what's up? Uh -huh.
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You already know.
We a whole nother animal
when it come to this shit here.
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Broad Street Bully, Philadelphia Freeway
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We in the hood near you, yeah, uh
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Who the fuck want a problem with me?
Who want drama with me?
Who want to meet me in the square
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or line up with me?
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We can turn the rock out
until them llamas empty
I'll blow your whole block out
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like Osama sent me
Bm
Got a whole repack of wolves
and the lions with me
Gorillas in the mist and
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the lions with me
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You don't wanna swing that iron with me
I got a nice four -fifth,
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extra clip with the talents in it
Bm
So it's easy to send them through your vest
I promise you, ahami,
I ain't sending you a threat
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You fuckin' with a real
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live killer in the flesh
And I don't feel it in the air now,
I feel it in my chest
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Bm
Yes, but you can feel it in your head
They feel me upstate
and they feel me in the feds
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Turn this bitch up to cold red,
the weapon's out
Fuck you and your old head,
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I stretch him out
And we can take it to the
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knife or the handwork
I knock him out left or right,
whatever land first
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You know the drop on
whoever gun jam first
My nigga Meek in his bag,
I'm in my man boots
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Bm
Freeza and Mack, we on the map
We used to ride in the Chevy
with the keys in the back
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Now we ride around
Bm
ready with the heat on our laps
Hold it down for the streets
cause we are under attack, yeah
F#m
Bm
Freeza and Mack, we on the map
We used to ride in the Chevy
with the keys in the back
F#m
Now we ride around
Bm
ready with the heat on our laps
Hold it down for the streets
cause we are under attack
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Bm
Yeah, yes, it's official
I ain't floggin' I've been
In the lab like Ben Lattin
bout to blast a missile
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Mack O'Dawg and I'm like Kane
Bout to go in on Chauncey,
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it's your strap nigga pass the pistol
Bm
Let me get him, let me stomp him
Let me pistol whip him, I won't kill him
I'm just gon' beat
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him to the bone gristle
Bm
Listen, when they put it on,
people gon' listen
Ever since I've been on,
every song gifted
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I'll be switching up the flow
every song different
I can switch it from the Range Road
to the Bentley
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Please tell them if they tempt me
then I'm going empty
I got them shawty not for sale
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but you can come get em
Bm
I will sit it on your fitted
leave your fitted gone
Red bean knock him off his lean
leave his pivot gone
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Yes I'm a soldier
Bm
I just told you that we get it on
Plus I'm a rider
and I ride till all the digits gone
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Help get the digits back
Bm
with the mid -act
Undetach it from his stacks
Yeah leave his finish gone
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Bm
Black Bruno don't you know
I'm bout it boy
Matter of fact, I'll take your spinach
and your olive oil
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And your sweet pea
Bm
Man, I'm niggas' sweet freak
We never sleepin', insomniacs,
the findin' rap
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Bm
Grizzly bear tryin' to find a snack
Yup, we up while y tryin'
to gnatch steak prop
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Bm
Boy! Freeza and Mack, we on the map
We used to ride in the Chevy
with the keys in the back
F#m
Now we ride around
Bm
ready with the heat on our laps
Hold it down for the streets
cause we are under attack
F#m
Bm
Yeah! Freeza and Mack, we on the map
We used to ride in the Chevy
with the keys in the back
F#m
Now we ride around
Bm
ready with the heat on our laps
Hold it down for the streets
cause we are under attack
Outro 1
Yeah!
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