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