Victory (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Busta Rhymes) Chords

[A] _ _ One, _ one, two.
_ _ Check me out right here, yo.
Yo, the sun don't shine forever.
But as long as it's here, then we might as well [Am] shine together.
[B] Better now than never.
Business before [A] pleasure.
P Diddy and the fam, who you know do it better.
Yeah, right, no matter what, we here tight.
So when you hear something, make sure you hear it right.
Don't make an ass out of yourself by assuming.
Our music keeps you moving.
What are you proving?
You know that I'm two levels above you, [Em] baby.
[Am] Hug me, baby.
I'm going to make you love me, baby.
Talking [Dm] crazy ain't going to get you nothing but [A] choke.
And that jealousy [Dm] is only [Am] going to 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'm going to win because I'm [Dm] too smart for [Am] these cats.
While they making up facts, you making up flaps.
In the commission, you ask for permission to hit him.
He don't like [A] me hitting him while he was with him.
You heard of us, the murderous, most shady.
Been on the low lately.
The feds hate me.
You son of a, they say my killing's too blatant.
You hesitate me.
I'm in your mama crib waiting, duct taping.
Your fam, destiny lays in my hands.
Head lays in my waist.
Francis M to the is H phenomenal.
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal.
[F] Llama key bars so [Em] I can bomb some [Am] cars.
And I kick it through floors so I can pimp it through holes.
Excellence is my presence.
Never tense, never hesitate.
Leave a nigga bent [Dm] real quick, [Am] real sick.
Wrong nights, I perform like Mike.
Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, Jackson, action, back gun.
[A] Ridiculous and I kick the bus if my ends you touch.
Kids of y'all you touch.
In this world I clutch.
Two on toe, my toes.
Used to call me fat so, now you call me Castro.
My rap flow, militant.
Y'all faggots ain't killing shit.
Oops, Cristal keeps spilling shit.
You over did it, Holmes.
You in the danger zone.
You shouldn't be alone.
Hold hands and say it like me.
The most shady, Frankie baby.
Fantastic, graphic.
Trying to make dough like Jurassic.
Popped in with the smart kids who start shit.
See me, only me.
The underboss of this holocaust.
Truly yours, Frank White.
We got the real live shit [D] from front [Am] to back.
Two more people in the world, [A] where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas at?
[B] Where my niggas [Am] at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches at?
We got the real live shit from front to back.
Two more people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas at?
Where the fuck my [A] bitches at?
Where my bitches at?
Put your money on the table and get your math on.
Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on.
See you later, dog, I'ma get my [Am] stash on.
There's a bed [A] full of money that I get my ass on.
I never lose the [B] passion to go [Am] platinum.
You said I'd [A] live it up till early cash on.
Ain't that funny?
Only use [Am] plastic, plastic to make classics.
Hotter than acid, P.D.
E-1 [Dm] when you take the [A] CD.
The Billboard killer, Roti Miller.
The famo, famo is every channel.
[Am] We've been hot for a long time, burning like a candle.
What you can do is [Dm] check your [Am] distribution.
My song's from Fajusa, like [A] Scarface, Medusa.
You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
because 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 and the two seaters,
what you need us, senoritas.
Kiss rings when you meet us.
P.
Diddy run the city, show no pity.
I'm the witty one, [D] break the crook [Am] from the brook.
Maddie [A] broke the neck of your coconut.
No respect, squeeze [D] off till all y [Am]'all diminish.
[A] Shootouts for 20 minutes until we finish.
Then it's to the loop, escape,
[Am] and the crew break bread [A] with the kids.
Pinero, [Am] Chic Luce, Black Rob [E] joined the mob.
It ain't no replacing [Am] him, niggas step up.
We just macing [A] them, placing them in funerals.
Criminals turn the vows to brick city.
Nobody come off like [Am] P.
Diddy.
Business wise, I play men.
Hide money on the island, cavemen.
Y'all just betray men, you spray men.
Opposition, competition of the day and the life
of the commission.
We got the real live shit from front to back.
Put my niggas in the bar with the fuck you at.
Where my niggas at?
[B] Where my niggas [Am] at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches at?
Real live shit from front to back.
Tell my niggas in the bar with the fuck you at.
Where my niggas at?
[B] Where my niggas [Am] at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
[A] We got the real lie shit from front to back.
Tell my niggas in the bar with the fuck you at.
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
We got the real live shit from front to back.
Tell my niggas in the bar [Bb] with the fuck you at.
Where my niggas at?
Where my [N] niggas at?
Where the fuck my bitches at?
We got the real live shit. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ What I'ma do now? _