Tonalità: A minor•
Verse 1
A
Dm
A
One, 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
Am
as well shine together
A
Better now than never,
business before pleasure
P. Diddy and the Fam,
Am
A
who you know do it better?
Verse 3
A
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
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
levels above you baby
Hug me baby,
I'm a make you love me baby
Talkin' crazy,
Dm
ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked
A
Am
And that jealousy is only
gonna leave you broke
So the only thing left now is
God for these cats
And B.I.G. you know you too
hard for these cats
I'm a win cause I'm too
smart for these cats
Dm
Am
While they makin' up facts
(uh) you rakin' up plaques
Verse 4
Am
In The Commission,
A
you ask for permission to hit 'em
Am
He don't like me,
hit him while wifey was with him
A
Am
A
You heard of us, the murderous,
most shady
Am
A
Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
Asus4
A
The son of Satan,
they say my killing's too blatant
Am
You hesitatin' I'm in your
mama crib waitin'
Asus4
A
Am
A
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,
A
Am
A
I perform like Mike
Am
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
Two auto- matos,
Am
A
used to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
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
Am
Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby,
A
Am
fantastic
A
Graphic, tryin' to make dough,
like Jurassic
Am
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
Asus4
Am
The Under- boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
Verse 5
Am
A
We got the real live shit from
Asus4
front to back
Am
To my people in the world,
A
where the fuck you at?
D
Am
Where my niggaz is at?
G
Where my niggaz is at?
Am
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
Verse 6
Am
We got the real live shit from
A
Asus4
A
front to back
Am
To my people in the world,
A
Am
where the fuck you at?
A
Am
Where my niggaz is at?
A
G
A
Where my niggaz is at?
Am
Where the fuck my bitches at?
A
Where my bitches is at?
Verse 7
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 Dog,
Asus4
I'ma get my stash on
Am
There's a bed full of money
A
that I get my ass on
I never lose the passion
D
Asus4
to go platinum
Am
Said I'd live it up 'til all
A
Asus4
the cash gone
A
Ain't that funny,
Asus4
A
Am
only use plastic, craft it
To make classics, hotter than acid
Dm
P- D, rollin on your tape or CD
Am
The girl- boy killa, no team illa
A
Asus4
Am
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
A
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
Verse 8
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We got the shit, Mac tight,
brass knuckles and flashlights
The heaters in the two- seaters,
with two Midas
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
Matty broke the neck of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off 'til
Asus4
all y'all diminish
Am
Shootouts for twenty minutes,
A
until we finish
Asus4
A
Venice took the loot,
Asus4
escaped, in the Coupe
Am
Break bread, with the 'Kiss,
Peniro, Sheek Luc'
A
Black Rob joined the Mob,
it ain't no replacin' him
Am
A
Niggas step up,
Am
A
with just Mase an d 'em
Placin' them in funerals,
criminals turned aroused
The Brick City,
Am
nobody come off like P.Diddy
Business wise, I play men
A
Am
Hide money on the Island Cayman,
y'all just betray men
A
You screamin, I position, competition
Am
An other day in the life,
of the Commission
Verse 9
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?
Dm
A
Am
Where my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
Verse 10
Am
A
Am
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?
A
Am
Where my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
A
Where my bitches is at?
Verse 11
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
We got the
Verse 12
A
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 13
We got the real live shit!
Fuck y'all niggas wanna do?
Verse 14
It's all fucked up now What I'm a do
now, huh?
What I'm a do now?
It's all fucked up now
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