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[Verse 1] [A]One, one two[Dm][A] Check me out right here, yo [Verse 2] Yo, [A]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 shine togeth[Am]er (all up in my ears) Better [A]now than never, business before pleasure (the mic is loud, but the music isn't loud) P. Diddy and the Fam, [Verse 3] who you know do it better? [A]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) You know that I'm [Am]two levels above you, [A]baby [Am](music'sgetting louder) Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me baby (this shit hot) Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you [Dm]nothin' but choked (uh-huh) And that [A]jealousy is only gon' [Am]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 [Dm]While they [Am]makin' up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques [Verse 4] In The [Am]Commission, you ask for permission to hit [A]'em He don't [Am]like me, hit him while wifey was with him [A]You heard of us, the murderous, most shady Been on the low [Am]lately, the feds [A]hate me [Asus4]The son of Sa[A]tan,[Am][A] they [Am]say my [A]killing's too blatant [Am]You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib [A]waitin' [Asus4]Duct tapi[A]n' your fam' destiny lays in my [Am]hands, gat lays in my waist Francis, [A]M to the iz-H phenomenal phenomenal Gun [Am]rest under your vest by the abdominal [A]Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a [Am]few [A]cars [Am]And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes Excel[A]lence is my presence, never tense [Am]Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I per[A]form like Mike [Am]Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, Jackson Action, pack guns, [A]ridiculous And I'm, [Am]quick to bust, if my ends [A]you touch Kids or girl [Am]you touch, in this [A]world I clutch Two auto-matos, used used to [Am]call me [A]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 [Am]Hold hands and say it like me The most shady, Frankie baby, [A]fantastic[Am] Graphic, tryna make [A]dough, like Jurassic Park [Am]did quick to spark kids who start shit See me, only me [Asus4]The Under-boss of of thi[Am]s holocaust Truly yours, Frank [Dm]White[A] [Verse 5] [Asus4]We got the real live shit from front [Am]to back To my people in the world, [Asus4]where the fuck you at?[Dm] [Am]Where my niggas is at? Where my niggas is [Asus4]at? Where the fuck [G]my bitches [Asus4]at? Where [Am]my[Asus4][Am][A][Asus4] [Dm]bitc[A]hes [Am]is at? [Verse 6] We got the real [Asus4]live shit from front to back To my people [Am]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 [A]my bitches is at? [Verse 7] Put your [A]money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog, I'ma get [Asus4]my stash on [Am]There's a bed full of money that [A]I get my ass on I never lose the passion to go [Asus4]Platinum [Am]Said I'd live it up 'til all the c[A]ash gone Ain't that funny, [Asus4]only use plastic, craf[Am]t it To make classics, hotter than acid P-D, rollin rollin on your [Dm]tape or CD The [Am]girl-boy killa, killa, no team illa The Fam-o, ammo, [Asus4]ammo, is [Am]every [A]channel [Am]We been hot for a long time burnin' like a candle What you can do is check [Dm]your distribution My [A]songs [Am]bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta [A]like me, you just mad 'Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be [Verse 8] We got the [A]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, Frank's the crook [Asus4]from the [Am]Brook' Matty broke the neck [A]of your coke connect No respect squeeze off 'til all [Asus4]y'all diminish [Am]Shootouts for twenty minutes, un[A]til we finish [Asus4]Venice to[A]ok the loot, [Asus4]escaped, in the Coupe [A]Bre[Am]ak bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Luc' Black Rob joined the Mob, [A]it ain't no replacin' him Niggas [Am]step [A]up, with [Am]just [A]macin''em Placin' 'em in funerals, criminals turned aroused The Brick City, nobody [Am]come off like P. Diddy Business wise, I play [A]men Hide money on the Island [Am]Cayman, y'all just betray men You screamin', I position, compet[A]ition Another [Am]day in the life, of the commission (commission) We got the real [A]live shit from [Verse 9] [Asus4]front to back To my niggas in the world, [A]whe[Am]re th[A]e fuck you at? Where my nig[Dm]gas is at? [A]Where my niggas [Dm]is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches [Asus4]is at?[Am] [Verse 10] We got the real live shit from front [Am]to back (ayo, can y'all hear me out there?) To my niggas in [A]the world, where the fuck you at? (Ayo, turn me up, nobody can hear me out there) Where my niggas is at? Where my niggas [Am]is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? [Verse 11] We got the real [Am]live shit from front to back (that's good, it's [A]all fucked up now, right?) To my niggas in the world, where the fuck you at? [Asus4]Where my niggas is at? Where my [A]niggas is at? (Y'all know [Am]it's all fucked up now, right?) Where the fuck my bitches at? [A]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, where the [Am]fuck you at? (What I'ma do now?) Where my niggas is at? Where my niggas [Asus4]is at? (Can y'all hear me out there?) [A]Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? [Verse 13] We got [A]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? What I'm a [A]do now? [Outro 1] It's all fucked up now
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