[Am]One, one two. Check me out right here yo
Yo, the [Am]sun don't shine forever
(You can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's here then we might as well [Am]shine together
(All up in my ears)
Better [Am]now than never, business before pleasure
(The mic is loud, but the beats isn't loud)
P-Diddy and the [Am]Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah [Am]right, no matter what, we air tight
(YEAH!)
So [Am]when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right
Don't [Am]make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
(YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)
Our [Am]music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
(Turn that shit all the way up, yeah)
You [Am]know that I'm two levels above you baby
(Music's gettin louder)
[Am]Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
(This shit is hot!)
[Am]Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that [Am]jealousy is only gonna leave you broke
So the [Am]only thing left now is God for these cats
[Am]And BIG you know you too hard for these cats
[Am]I'ma win cause I'm too smart for these cats
While they [Am]makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats
In The Com[Am]mision, you ask for permission to hit em
[Am]He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em
You [Am]heard of us, the murderers, most shady
[Am]Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
The [Am]son of Satan, they say my killin's too blatant
You [Am]hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin
[Am]Duct tapin, your fam destiny
[Am]Lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
[Am]Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal
[Am]Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
[Am]Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I [Am]kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excel[Am]lence is my presence, never tense
Never [Am]hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
Real [Am]sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Any[Am]one -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Act[Am]ion, pack guns, ridiculous
And [Am]I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or [Am]girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two [Am]auto-matoes, used to call me fatso
[Am]Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
Mili[Am]tant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit
Ooops Cris[Am]tal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes
[Am]You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
[Am]Hold hands and say it like me
The most [Am]shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
[Am]Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic
[Am]Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
[Am]See me, only me the Underboss of this holocaust
[Am]Truly yours, Frank White we got the real live shit from front to back
To my [Am]people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my [Am]niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at?
Where the [Am]fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at?
We got the [Am]real live shit from front to back
To my [Am]people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my [Am]niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at?
Where the [Am]fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at?
[Am]Put your money on the table and get your math on
[Am]Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on
[Am]See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on
[Am]There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on
[Am]I never lose the passion to go platinum
[Am]Said I'd live it up til all the cash gone
Ain't [Am]that funny, only use plastic, craft it
To [Am]make classics, hotter than acid
P-[Am]D, rollin on your tape or CD
The [Am]girl-boy killa, no team illa
The [Am]Fam-o, ammo, is every channel
We been [Am]hot for a long time burnin like a candle
[Am]What you can do is check your distribution
My [Am]songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced em
[Am]You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
Cause I [Am]tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
We got the [Am]shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights
The [Am]heaters in the two-seaters, with two midas
[Am]Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us
[Am]P-Diddy run the city, show no pity
[Am]I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'
[Am]Matty broke the neck of your coke connect
No res[Am]pect squeeze off til all y'all diminish
[Am]Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish
[Am]Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
[Am]Break bread, with the Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch
[Am]Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him
[Am]Niggaz step up, with just Mase and 'em
[Am]Placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick [Am]City, nobody come off like P-Diddy
Business [Am]wise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men
You [Am]screamin, I position, competition
Nother [Am]day in the life of the Comission
We got the [Am]real live shit from front to back
To my [Am]people in the world, where the fuck you at?
To my [Am]people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my [Am]niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at?
Where the [Am]fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at?
We got the [Am]real live shit from front to back
To my [Am]people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my [Am]niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at?
Where the [Am]fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at?