Live From The Bridge chords and lyrics - DJ CLUE, NAS

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Yo, this is Nas with my Man [F]DJ C[C]lue
[Am]The Professional part two
Puttin' it down for you fake [Dm]as
s DJ's and shit like [Am]that
[Bb]Straight [Am]outta [Dm]Q.B. all the
way around the [C]fuckin' world
[G]Bla[B]ck Fra[Em]nk Sinatra on yo' ass,
[Am][Em][C][Am][B]
Q.B. Braveheart nigga...
[Em]

[Verse 2]
[C]
Was clas[Am]sified as the
bastard who [Em]died
rumors say I [C]came [Am]back alive
with an axe
and attacked niggas actin' like Nas
my [Dm]passion is to capitalize
[Bb]come through my [Am]hood [F]you get
[Dm]jacked for your ride
catch you from the [C]passengers [G]side
my words [Am]turn the sea red
[C]like the[Em] eyes of[F] a weed [C]head
[Am]ya'll peep my led then
hide like Easter eggs
I ride [Dm]'till the beef is dead,
cas[Bb]kets dropped
your [F]soul [Dm]go further up than
[C]ast[Bm]ronauts
I talk [Am]it and live it
ya'll weak [C]dudes should
offer forgiveness
'cause frontin' [Am]like you ill gets
yourself torchered by killers
in Newyork [Dm]I'm the realest
predicted by [Bb]fortune teller[F]s
[Dm]sick with the talkin' [C]methods[G]
[Em]AK's, Berettas
my whole team is
Steelers like Jerome Bettis
[C]rammin' [Am]niggas like St. Louis,
we dough getters
and [B]ya'll niggas is losers,
nothin' fuckin' with us
noth[Em]in' but Bravehearts [C]gon' hustle
wit' [Am]us[C][Em][F][C][Am]
[Dm][Am]
[Bb]Ugh![Am][F]
[Dm]

[Verse 3]
[C][Bm]
[B]When [Am]ya'll niggas fall
and start [C]makin' [Em]800co[F]llect[C]
call com[Am]mercials like Arsenio Hall
I'm on times square [Dm]on New Years
with Dick Clark [Bb]droppin' the ball
[Dm]with Kool [F]and [Dm]the Gang,
doin' my thing
[C]princess cut [G]chains
I [Em]bend bitches like bike frames
my [F]tight [Em]game will [C]make [Am]Hilary
leave Bill quick as lightning
I'll have her wearin' [B]tight jeans
givin' nice [C]brains in a [B]white Range
[Em]pullin' up to club life,
[C]turned her to a thug [Am]life dame
I'm sayin',
you rollin' [Em]with [F]Nas[Em]tradamus
[C]we flowin' to [Am]St. Thomas
jewelry box full of stones [Em]so
I can [Dm]change diamonds
matchin' master[Bb]pieces[Dm]
on black sandy beaches
even the [C]paparazzi [G]tries
[Bm]to peep [Em]us
disguised with dark shades
[F]and fake [Em]beard[C]s
[Am]a lucky photographer
noticed Tyra Banks here
but I [B]showed the tabloids bogus passports
I told [Em]'em back off before I flip like
[C]Castor [Em]Troy.[Am]
[C][F][C]

[Verse 4]
[Am]
[Dm]Live[F][Bb][Dm]
[C]fro[G]m t[Am]he Bridge,
cliques stay [Em]high from [F]the [Em]iz'[C]
wear the [Am]most popular shit,
niggas knockin' my [Em]shit[Dm]
Denali's, fat designed rims,
[Am]2000[Bb] S Benz[Dm]
watchin' ES[C]PN with two
dime [G]lesbi[Bm]ans
[Em]I hit it of course, I did it to floss
the [C]last [Am]Don,
doin' hits like Pepe and [B]Cross
Esco, cash long,
niggas think I'm [Em]Blacula
'cause I'm in a castle with
[C]a bitch cold [Em]waxin' her
I [Am]leave my teeth marks in hoes,
[C]scoop 'em [F]like [C]a spatula
[Am]pass 'em to my peoples and
party like a Bachelor
[Dm]'till I meet a gangsta bitch,
[Am]give her [Bb]banks to hit
[Dm]in return all she wants to do
is [C]drink the [Bm]dick
[Em]Fuck street clothes,
we thug it out in Tuxedos
[C]stomp [Am]niggas with hard bottoms in casinos
a [B]Hundred Bravehearts vest' up,
nigga [C]reload
[B]we keep low[Em],
Hundred Thousand [C]bank ceelo