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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] [Outro 1] [Dm][Am] [Dm][Am] [Dm][Am] [Dm][Am][Dm] [Am]
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