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It's On chords and lyrics - BEANIE SIGEL

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[Verse 1]
[Dm]Bare[Am] witness to the greatest,
can't beat us, join us
[Dm]Keep heaters on us[Am], wit red lasers
Now fair warning,
sure [Dm]shots won't graze [Am]ya
We hug corners, play blocks like Gators
[Dm]With bundles on us,[Am]
serve trays like waiters
It's the life we [Dm]chose to hustle
[Am]Can't stop it, can't knock it
Half the profit get [Dm]flown out Vegas
[Am]Me and my niggaz try
an' break tables
Stack [Dm]chips like Connect [Am]Four
While you prick's try and whip
try and stretch [Dm]more
Charge less [Am]for, that ain't the program
Get ya lessons from the [Dm]snow man
[Am]Like Pillsbury I get the doe man
I'll off ya head for a [Dm]slice of bread
[Am]I keep my word and I'm
true to my peeps
Give me a bird and my [Dm]crew gon' eat
[Am]I'm over the stove like
+Cuban Links+
[Dm]Breakin' down +Cash Money+ like
[Am]+Baby+ do
You niggaz soft like baby food
'Round [Dm]the world niggaz pay [Am]me dues
While you niggaz sing the same old
song [Dm]like Sadies do
[Am]Grown man nigga, baby who?
I'll send you shots from [Dm]the baby zoo
[Am]Old game like Grady fool
Propane flow [Dm]flame you dudes
[Am]No name's don't claim
ya shoes
[Dm][Am]

[Verse 2]
Once again its [Dm]on nigga,
[Am]Sigel hard like corn liqour
I'll take you out this [Dm]world
like you was born [Am]nigga
Butt naked covered in blood,
gaspin' for [Dm]air
Clingin' for [Am]dear life,
nigga you dead right

[Verse 3]
Since you was [Am]a baby coward
We been [Dm]sprinklin' the world
[Am]with baby powder
So Fresh and So Clean
Been an outcast [Dm]since I was a teen
[Am]But I outlast 'cause I
outblast anybody you bring
[Dm]Young, you got it [Am]the prophet
I told ya'll niggaz
Then I showed ya'll niggaz, you
Can[Dm]'t Knock It
Don't [Am]get carried away,
you a mute nigga (mute nigga)
Where [Dm]was you [Am]nigga? I was
doin' this here like Mary J
Like [Dm]every day, [Am]and was true nigga

[Verse 4]
They can't [Am]question what we do Jigga

[Verse 5]
[Dm]Once again it's [Am]on,
Young run through you niggaz
Like a [Dm]glitch in [Am]the computer nigga
I'm the shit, I'm a sewer nigga
This [Dm]is Jay [Am]everyday, no days off,
Ferris Bueler nigga

[Verse 6]
Be [Dm]Sig' Fred Kruger nig[Am]gas
Nightmare (?) nigga
You [Dm]scared 'cause I grew with [Am]Jigga
He said "Sig' you that nigga,"
couldn't see his vision
[Dm]But then he drew the picture,
[Am]like a compository sketch
Yeah [Dm]Sig' stay honest
[Am]I'll deposit you a check
There's a secret society,
[Dm]all we ask is trus[Am]t
No G money shit all we gots is [Dm]us
True [Am]indeed, yes, more better, yes
More cheddar, [Dm]S.P. chain,
[Am]jeans and sweaters
Movies, cartoons, [Dm]labels, etcet[Am]era
Fill in the blanks and drop
blocks like tetris [Dm]or
Get off the block[Am],
run south with M. Betha
From my block to your [Dm]block,
shout out to M Ex[Am]tra
Who the fuck (fuck) want
(want) what (what)
None of [Dm]you niggaz is Be Sig' [Am]word
I'm done with [Dm]you [Am]niggaz

[Verse 7]
Once again it's [Dm]on,
fuck [Am]it we ain't through wit niggaz
Twin towers here to ru
[Dm]in niggaz
You couldn't break [Am]up the towers
with Tomjanovich
Or Osama bombin' shit
[Dm]We slay nigg[Am]az wit
K's, we the drama men
Get it right young [Dm]scrap don't even
[Am]try it boy (boy)
You rather slide down the razor
blade slidin' [Dm]board
I'm [Am]a live wire, hula hoop barb wire
Run through hell with [Dm]gasoline [Am]draws on
You can't mute me put the pause on
My guns [Dm]shoot like [Am]fast-
foward's on
And dress cute when the war's off
What [Dm]you doin' dawg,
you play[Am]in' wit it
You make your bed right you layin' in it
You keep [Dm]your ?share? tight
you stay[Am]in' in it
You bringin' niggaz where your kids sleep
I sing [Dm]to niggaz while
the kid[Am]s sleep
Rock- a- bye muthafucka
I hope [Dm]you h[Am]igh muthafucka
Ready to die muthafucka

[Verse 8]
Who [Dm]shot ya? separ[Am]ate the weak
from State Prop' the
Kids who squash beef [Dm]and
run them streets
Once [Am]again it's

[Verse 9]
on nigga,
bring the drama to ya lawn nig[Dm]ga
Tell ya [Am]mama (?) get
ready to mourn sista, it's a
See what [Dm]you got here's
a full [Am]blown twister
You nothin' but hot air, it's not fair
[Dm]The reason why we lead t[Am]he pack,
this is a marathon
You start off fast [Dm]then you
weezin' in the back
[Am]So even if I slack, I got enough lee- way
To put out [Dm]The Reason by the Mac,
[Am]Philadelphia Freeway
And I'm back, without leavin' [Dm]I'm here,
but you can't see [Am]him
I gave you the Blueprint
but you can't be him
So [Dm]no matter what you been t[Am]old
or the records you sold
Deep inside you know that
[Dm]it's only one Hove
[Am]Young Vito, voice of the young people
If [Dm]my life is a movie th[Am]en
Sigel be the sequel
We bring it to your door with [Dm]Bleek
peekin' through your peek [Am]hole
And don't get scared nigga,
alert ya people
[Dm][Am]

[Verse 10]
Once again it's [Dm]on[Am]

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