Victory: accordi di
Diddy
Diddy

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Tonalità: A minor
Verse 1
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One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Verse 2
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Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn
the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's here then we might as well
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shine together (all up in my ears)
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Better now than never,
business before pleasure (the mic is loud, but the music isn't loud)
P. Diddy and the Fam,
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who you know do it better?
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Yeah right, no matter what,
we air tight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin'
make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself,
by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
(Turn that shit all the way up, yeah)
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You know that I'm two levels above you,
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baby (music'sgetting louder)
Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me
baby (this shit hot)
Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you
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nothin' but choked (uh-huh)
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And that jealousy is only gon' leave
you broke (uh-huh uh-huh)
So the only thing left now is God for these cats
(it's going the fuck down now)
And B.I.G. you know you too
hard for these cats
I'm a win cause I'm too
smart for these cats
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While they makin' up facts
(uh) you rakin' up plaques
Verse 4
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In The Commission,
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you ask for permission to hit 'em
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He don't like me,
hit him while wifey was with him
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You heard of us, the murderous,
most shady
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Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
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The son of Satan,
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they say my killing's too blatant
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You hesitatin' I'm in your
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mama crib waitin'
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Duct tapin' your fam' destiny
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lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
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Francis, M to the iz-H
phenomenal
phenomenal
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Gun rest under your vest
by the abdominal
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Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
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And I kick a few flows so I
can pimp a few hoes
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Excellence is my presence,
never tense
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Never hesitant,
leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights,
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I perform like Mike
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Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
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Action, pack guns, ridiculous
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And I'm, quick to bust,
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if my ends you touch
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Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matos,
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used used to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro,
my rap flow's
Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit
Oops Crystal keep spillin' shit,
you overdid it, homes
You in the danger zone,
you shouldn't be alone
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Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby,
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fantastic
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Graphic, tryna make dough, like Jurassic
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Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
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The Under-boss of of this holocaust
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Truly yours, Frank White
Verse 5
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We got the real live
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shit from front to back
To my people in the world,
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where the fuck you at?
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Where my niggas is at?
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Where my niggas is at?
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Where the fuck my bitches at?
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Where my
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bitches is at?
Verse 6
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We got the real live
shit from front to back
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To my people in the world,
where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
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Where my bitches is at?
Verse 7
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Put your money on the table
and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog,
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I'ma get my stash on
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There's a bed full of money
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that I get my ass on
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I never lose the passion to go Platinum
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Said I'd live it up 'til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny,
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only use plastic, craft it
To make classics, hotter than acid
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P-D, rollin rollin on your tape or CD
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The girl-boy killa, killa, no team illa
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The Fam-o, ammo, ammo,
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is every channel
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We been hot for a long time
burnin' like a candle
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What you can do is check your distribution
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My songs bump in Houston like
Scarface produced 'em
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You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
'Cause I tell it how it is,
and you tell it how it might be
Verse 8
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We got the shit, Mac tight,
brass knuckles and flashlights
The heaters in the two-seaters,
with with two miras
Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us
P. Diddy run the city, show no pity
I'm the witty one,
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Frank's the crook from the Brook'
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Matty broke the neck of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off 'til
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all y'all diminish
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Shootouts for twenty minutes,
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until we finish
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Venice took the loot,
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escaped, in the Coupe
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Break bread, with the 'Kiss,
Peniro, Sheek Luc'
Black Rob joined the Mob,
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it ain't no replacin' him
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Niggas step up,
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with just macin''em
Placin' 'em in funerals,
criminals turned aroused
The Brick City,
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nobody come off like P. Diddy
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Business wise, I play men
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Hide money on the Island Cayman,
y'all just betray men
You screamin', I position,
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competition
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Another day in the life,
of the commission (commission)
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We got the real live shit from
Verse 9
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front to back
To my niggas in the world,
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where the fuck you at?
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Where my niggas is at?
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Em
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Where my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
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Where my bitches is at?
Verse 10
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We got the real live shit from front to back
(ayo, can y'all hear me out there?)
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To my niggas in the world,
where the fuck you at? (Ayo, turn me up, nobody can hear me out there)
Where my niggas is at?
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Where my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
Verse 11
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We got the real live shit from front to back (that's good, it's all fucked up now,
right?)
To my niggas in the world,
where the fuck you at?
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Where my niggas is at?
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Where my niggas is at? (Y'all know it's all fucked up now,
right?)
Where the fuck my bitches at?
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Where my bitches is at?
Verse 12
We got the real live shit from front to back (what the
fuck I'ma do now?)
To my niggas in the world,
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where the fuck you at? (What I'ma do now?)
Where my niggas is at?
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Where my niggas is at?
(Can y'all hear me out there?)
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Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
Verse 13
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We got the real live shit (can y'all
hear me out there?)
Fuck y'all niggas wanna do?
Verse 14
It's all fucked up now
What I'm a do now, huh?
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What I'm a do now?
Outro 1
It's all fucked up now

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