The What chords and lyrics - THE NOTORIOUS B.I.G.

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
[Em]Ha ha ha ha ha,
check out this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G
I put my key, you put your key in,
money we'll be seein'
Will reach the fuckin' ceiling,
check- check it
My Calico been cocked,
this rap Alfred Hitchcock
[E]Drop- top- [Em]notch,
playa- hating gon' stop
This instant, rappers too persistent
Quick to spit Biggie name on [E]shit,
make my [Em]name taste
[Am]Like ass when you spea[Em]k it,
see me in the street
Your jewelry? You can keep it,
that be our little secret
See me, B that is, I that [E]is, G [Em]whiz
Mother[E]fuckers [Em]still in my biz
Don't they know my nigga
Gutter fuckin' kidnap kids
Fuck 'em in the ass,
throw 'em over the bridge
That's how it is, my shit is laid out
Fuck that "beef" shit, that shit is played out
[E]Y'all got[Em] the gall,
all I make is one phone call
All y'all disappear by tomorrow
[E]All your guns is borrowed,
I don't [Em]feel sorrow
Actually, your man passed the Gat to me,
now check this

[Verse 2]
What's [Em]beef? Beef is when you
need 2 Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain't
[E]safe up [Em]in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU,
[E]one more time
What's [Em]beef? Beef is when you make
your enemies start your Jeep
Beef is when you roll no less than 30 deep
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU

[Verse 3]
I done [Em]smoked with the best of 'em
Shot at the rest [E]of 'em
[Em]Was about a hundred or more,
maybe less of [E]'em
Got my [Em]rocks off,
that nigga from the Brook just be
Wiling on you, just be styling on you
When I, tried to warn you [E]but
your [Em]eyes fucked up
Now I cleared them shits with hits
you on the fucking bench
Pardon my French but, uh,
sometimes I get kind of
Peeved at these weak
MC's with the
Supreme ballerlike lyrics,
I [E]call 'em like I see 'em, G
Y'all niggas sound [Em]like [E]me
[Em]Y'all was grimy in the
early 90s, far behind me
It ain't hard to find me,
[E]number [Em]one with the "booyaka"
Give me the Remy and the chronic,
ain't no telling what I do to ya
It's obvious the game's new to ya
Take them ends you make
And spend 'em on a tutor hah,
[E]one shot, I'm thr[Em]ough with ya

[Verse 4]
What's beef? Beef is when you
need 2 Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain't
safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU,
one more time
What's beef? Beef is when you make
your enemies start your Jeep
Beef is when you roll no less than 30 deep
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU
[E]There'll be

[Verse 5]
nothin' but smooth [Em]sailing
When I spit shots,
now your crew's [E]bailing
All I got is heat and tough talk for [Em]you
Tie you up, cut your balls off just to use
Man, listen, [E]straight [Em]torture
Look what that slick shit bought ya
A first class ticket to Lucifer,
real name Christopher
Watch me set it off [E]like Vivica
Here lies your demise, close your eyes
Think good [Em]thoughts,
die while your skin start to glisten
Pale blue hands get cold,
your soul's risen
It's bad 'cause I just begun
What make the shit real bad
I was havin' fun

[Verse 6]
What's [Em]beef? Beef is when you
[D#m]need 2[Em] Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your mom[E]s
ain't safe up [Em]in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU,
one more time
What's beef? Beef is when you make
your enemies start your Jeep
Beef is when you roll no less than 30 deep
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to [D#]be i[Em]n ICU

[Outro 1]
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