Victory chords and lyrics - P. DIDDY

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[Verse 1]
[A]One
One, [Dm]two[A]
Check me out right here, yo

[Verse 2]
Yo, [A]the sun don't shine forever
But as long as it's here,
then we might as well shine together
Better now than never
Business before pleasure
P. Diddy and the fam,
who you know do it better?
Yeah, right, no matter what,
we airtight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin,
make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself,
by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin,
what are you provin'?
You know that I'm [Am]two
levels above you [A]baby
[Am]Hug me baby,
I'ma make you love me baby
Talkin' crazy ain't gon' get
you [Dm]nothin' but choked
And that [Am]jealo[A]usy is o[Am]nly
[A]gon' [Am]leave you broke
So the only thing left now is
God for these cats
And BIG, you know you too
hard for these cats
I'ma win cause I'm too
smart for these cats
[Dm]While they [Am]makin up facts (uh)
You rakin' up plaques

[Verse 3]
[Am]In the commision, you ask for
permission to hit [A]'em
[Am]He don't like me,
him and wild wifey was wit' 'em
[A]You hea[Am]rd of us,[A] the murderous,
most shady
Been on the low [Am]lately, the feds [A]hate me
The son of Satan,
they [Am]say my [A]killing's too blatant
[Am]You hesitatin',
I'm in your mama crib [A]waitin'
Duct tapin', your fam destiny
Lays [Am]in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, [A]M to the iz- H, phenomenal
Gun [Am]rest under your vest
by the ab[A]dominal
Rhyme a few bars so [Am]I
can buy a few [A]cars
And [Am]I kick a few flows so I can
pimp a few hoes
[A]Excellence is my presence, never tense
[Am]Never hesitant,
leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights,
I perform like Mike
Anyone: Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Action, pack guns, [A]ridiculous
And [Am]I'm quick to bust,
if my ends you [A]touch
[Dm]Kids or girl [Am]you touch,
in this world [A]I clutch
Two auto- [Am]matoes, used to
call me [A]"Fatso"
Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit
Oops, Cristal, 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]fantast[Am]ic
Graphic, tryin' to make
[A]dough like Jurassic [Am]Park
Did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only [Asus4]me,
[Am]the underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White

[Verse 4]
We got the [Am]real live shit
from [Asus4]front to back
[Am]To my people in the world,
where the fuck [A]you at?
Where my [Am]niggas is at? Where
my niggas [G]is [Am]at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit
from [A]front [Asus4]to back[Am]
To my people in the world,
where the fuck [A]you [Am]at?
[A]Where my [Am]niggas is at? Where
my [A]niggas [Asus4]is at?[A]
[Am]Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches [A]is at?

[Verse 5]
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 dawg,
I'ma get [Asus4]my stash [A]on
[Am]There's a bed full of money
that [A]I get my ass on
I never lose the passion to go [Asus4]platin um[Am]
Said I'd live it up 'til all [A]the cash gone
Ain't that funny, only [Asus4]use plastic
[A]Craft [Am]it to make classics hotter than acid
P. D, rollin' on your [Dm]tape or CD
The [Am]Billboard killer, no team iller
The Fam- [A]o, am[Asus4]mo, is 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 [Am]songs bump in Houston like
Scarface produced 'em
You ain't gotta like [A]me, you just mad
'Cause I tell it how it is,
and you tell it how it might be
We got the shit mapped tight,
brass knuckles and flashlights
The heaters in the two- seaters,
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'
Mad he broke the neck [A]of
your coke connect
No respect,
squeeze off 'til all [Asus4]y'all diminish
[Am]Shootouts for 20 minutes,
until we [A]finish
[Asus4]Venice, t[A]ook the loot,
escaped [Asus4]in the Coupe
[Am]Break bread with the 'Kiss,
Peniro, Sheek Louch'
Black Rob joined the mob,
[A]it ain't no replacin' him
Niggas [Am]step [A]up, we [Am]just macin' them
[A]Placin' them in funerals,
criminals turned aroused
To Brick City,
[Am]nobody come off like P. Diddy
Business wise, I play [A]men
Hide money on the Island [Am]Cayman
Y'all just betray men, we spray man
I position, compet[A]ition
'Nother [Am]day in the life of the comission

[Verse 6]
[Am]We g[A]ot the real live s[Am]hit from f[A]ront to back
[Am]To my niggas in the world,
where the fuck [A]you at?
Where my niggas is at? Where
my niggas [Am]is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
We got the real live [A]shit from [Am]front to back
To my niggas in the world,
where the fuck you at?
[A]Where my [Am]niggas is at? Where
my [A]niggas [Am]is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches [A]is at?
We got the real live [Am]shit [A]from front to back
To my niggas in the [Am]world,
where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas [A]is at? Where
my niggas is at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
We got the real [Am]live [A]shit from front to back
To my niggas 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 my bitches is at?

[Verse 7]
We got the real live shit
Can y'all hear me out there?
It's all fucked up now
What I'ma do now, huh?
What I'ma do now?
It's all fucked up now