The Commission Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Dm][Am][Dm]
[Am][Dm][Am][Dm][E]
[Verse 1] [Dm]From cuttin' solid

[Verse 1]
Purico to
stack Fritos
went from [Am]grams to [Dm]kilos
Mac in one hand,
in the other hand [Am]grands and see- [Dm]notes
game got my eyes wider
than [Am]a 430 Buggy
[Dm]no tellin' what the fuck
I'll do for this [Am]money
stay [Dm]posted up close with
killers and cut [Am]throats
[Dm]the thoroughest bitches who
in they [E]pussy stuff coke
as I [Dm]cook and cut coke with the bakin'
soda [Am]Arm and Hammer
[Dm]palmin' hammers
think you crazy? nigga,
[Am]my clique's banana[Dm]s
takin' over with the [Am]Mafia
hittin' niggas [Dm]for they
brick[E]s like Gracias
the cockiest, it's [Dm]obvious,
it's me, [Am]he, who?
confront [Dm]frontin' niggas like "You want it? well nigga,
[Am]me t[Dm]oo"
what the fuck, I'm callin' your [Am]bluff,
niggas [Dm]act like they stopped
makin' [E]guns after they made yours
I'm [Dm]sponsored by the NRA, DOA rules
[Am]grin [Dm]and stand over your
coffin like "Hey [Am]you!"
tell the [Dm]Devil I'm comin', keep it hot
for [Am]now I got my e[Dm]yes on
a [E]billboard spot
don't stop.
[Dm][Chorus 2X] Die

[Verse 2]
[Am]
for it
take the stand, lie for it
[Dm]blow trial, get up in the [Am]chair and fry for it
[Dm]never tellin' [Am]or snitchin'
rather swim with the
fish'n
mothafucka respect it,
the commission
[Dm][Am]

[Verse 3]
[Dm][Verse 2]
[Am](First 4 lines[Dm][Am]
[Dm]
[Am]with Jamaican acce[Dm]nt)
I buy and sell bricks with
my [Am]nigga [Dm]P.D.
down with the team called B.B.E.
[Am]now if you w[Dm]ant to join the team
you know you must see [Am]me
buy ya [Dm]can't talk to [E]FEDS or dick R.I.D.
It's a [Dm]cold World baby boy,
fuck it, I'm [Am]colder
Anim[Dm]als on my back keep my warm,
my armor
[Am]Frank Lucas per[Dm]sona,
warmin' coke up in the sauna
[Am]let me warn ya,
trip [Dm]against my team you's a [E]goner
infact it's [Dm]drastic
a couple Million in the mat[Am]tress
[Dm]with a safe dick I say fuck [Am]taxes
[Dm]rather endulge in duct
tape pig tie tac[Am]tics
crime pays
[Dm]nigga, Nine- Hundred and
[E]Ninety- Nine ways
my [Dm]destiny's vague,
will I survive or blow [Am]trial?
[Dm]lay shot up, Puff cryin' in [Am]denial
while my [Dm]enemies smile, buried in style
[Am]Gucci suits and cuff[Dm]ling s[Am]
sneakin' drugs through [E]Heavens [Dm]customs.

[Interlude 1]
[Am][Dm][Am]
[Dm][Am][Dm]
[Am][Dm][Am][Dm]
[Am][Dm][Am]
[Dm][Chorus] [Verse

[Verse 4]
3]
POP POP POP! warning shot,
who's to [Am]blame
Shyne mothafucka, don't
[Dm]forget the name[Am]
stretch the [Dm]Caine,
to cop the house and the plane
'till [Am]my Massacre, s[Dm]lain
brains hang from the [E]window of my Range
fuck [Dm]the FEDS, 2 green and one red
Firm [Am]tight, hold the [Dm]dice
in this game of life
Aces suffice
[Am]paper's a [Dm]must
Fallen Angels and Angel dust
my [Am]team do [Dm]dirt to avoid
layin' in [E]the dust
[Dm]Million dollar portraits in my fortress
of [Am]course it's Po
[Dm]bloodstainin',
aeroplanin', Four- Hundred [Am]horses slow
[Dm]Platinum cable, round table,
so all the [Am]bosses know
I'm takin' [Dm]over
'cause they coke got [E]too
much bakin' soda
they [Dm]say money ain't everything
you [Am]fuckin' right [Dm]nigga, it's the only thing
in God we trust, the [Am]Holy thing
[Dm]I look into my enemy's eye
let [Am]'em know you p[Dm]lay fly you go out K[E]ennedy style.
[Dm][Am][Dm]
[Am][Dm][Am]
[Dm][Am]

[Outro 1]
Chorus 2x
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[Dm][E][Dm][Am]
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