Kunci: G major
Verse 1
A
(Off The Wall Gang)
E
(Damn, that's Surreal right
there?) ayy, ayy
C#m
E
Niggas at your freakin' head
C#m
Click- clack,
A
niggas really scared
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Verse 2
A
Niggas at your freakin' head,
C#
click- clack
Really scared
A
I'ma run these motherfuckin'
C#
people
Just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed,
and my businesses
A
Savage just like Beans
C#
That's who Beanie Sigel is
A
up them poles
C#
Heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
A
You don't know what
C#
pis tol beatin' is
Ridin' 'round town
Prayin' to God with the SIG
A
C#
Smoke a nigga like a cig'
Bang, off with his head, ayy
Verse 3
Better play with your bitch You better play with your kids
A
C#
My niggas, they savages
You better play with your ear on the jet
On the Lear like I'll perform in here
A
I got my gun in here, so be alarmed in here
C#
You want beef? There's farms in here
A lotta armor in here, ayy
A
C#
Boy, we got the llamas here
Them stupid choppers here, ayy
A
Leave you where you stand
C#
You gon' need a doctor in here
A
I brought my guap in here
C#
I can pay your doctor bills
A
C#
Pay your mama bills,
pay your partner bills
A
C#
Pay a lotta bills, pay my bank deposit bills
A
I got a lotta clips,
C#
I drive a lotta whips
A
C#
Like I'm at the casino, I won a lotta chips
C#m
I brought my mop in here
A
E
That dirty bop in here
C#m
It'll bop your eyeballs, it'll bop your ear
E
C#m
I brought my mop in here
E
Hey dirty bop in here, ayy
(Click- clack) it'll
bop your eyeballs and
C#m
A
It'll bop your ear, bang
C#
Niggas at your freakin' head, click- clack
Verse 4
Really scared
A
I'ma run these motherfuckin'
people
C#
Just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed,
and my businesses
A
Savage just like Beans
C#
That's who Beanie Sigel is
A
up them poles
C#
Heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
A
You don't know what
C#
pis tol beatin' is
A
C#
Ridin' 'round town
Prayin' to God with the SIG
A
C#
Smoke a nigga like a cig'
Bang, off with his head, ayy
Verse 5
C#
Smokin' on this Tooka,
plottin' on a million
Got a lotta children
These niggas my children
Try to smoke some Tooka, this shit
It might kill you
Tryna get some money,
A
my nigga, I feel you
C#
Coolin' with the Glo, ayy
That's my La Familia
A
C#
For my family, I'll kill ya
At the red light, drill ya
Pull up on you slow, ride off like a Steeler
A
C#
I think I'm from Pittsburgh, bitch
A
I got my steel up 'Member
C#
bein' a stealer
Your car could get peeled up
A
C#
Baby, I heard your car on E, fuck with me
A
C#
It get filled up when I look in the mir ror
I see a young black nigga
That made it out the Southside
C#m
Where the fuckin' drills was
E
C#m
E
Ridin' with my tooly
And I'm down to drill ya
C#m
Waste your ass, spill ya, Flintstone
Fred and Wilma she gon'
E
give me coochie 'til
My fuckin' deal up
C#m
A
It can go down anytime, but I'm still up
Verse 6
Niggas at your freakin' head,
C#
click- clack
Really scared
A
I'ma run these motherfuckin'
C#
people
Just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed,
and my businesses
A
Savage just like Beans
Db
That's who Beanie Sigel is
A
up them poles
Db
Heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
A
You don't know what
C#
pistol beatin' is
A
C#
Ridin' 'round town
Prayin' to God with the SIG
A
Smoke a nigga like a cig'
C#
Bang, off with his head,
ayy
Verse 7
(Damn, that's Surreal right
there?)
A
(Off The Wall Gang)
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