Be This Way chords by Ghostface Killah
Verse 1
Am
Dm
Ayo, ayo, what up, yo
What up, y'all, this that Pretty Toney shit
Am
It's like yo I know there's a lot
Dm
of hoods and shit out there
A lot of niggas done got bodied
A lot of niggas done got robbed
and shit
You know what I mean? We love
Em
a lot of things in the hood
Am
But time goes on,
F
Dm
and if we don't change a lot of shit
F
Dm
Shit always gonna be this way,
Am
Dm
and that's a motherfucker fact!
Am
Dm
True gangsta shit, y'all, yo, yo, yo
Am
When y'all turn my mic up in
here, bareback shit
Dm
Know what I mean? Tired of y'all
motherfuckers and shit
Am
One- two, fuck around and clobber
of y'all motherfuckers
Dm
Yo Spidey, put that
reverb shit, on
Am
F
Dm
Come on "Can you feel it? Can
C
Am
Dm
you feel it?" Yeah
C
Am
"Can you feel it" Let's go, fuck it"
Live from Staten Island, where the gangstas kill
Verse 2
Dm
Only
place on the map,
Am
that got the 30 dollar bill
And we front like we got millions
Dm
Our specialty is how we willie,
niggas
Am
That's how Buck brought the building
And the police is pussy,
they protect and serve
Dm
They connect,
Am
with baseheads then they frisk our birds
Smack DVDs, blowin' herb,
I'm in the room
Dm
Bonin' these two white bitches,
Am
Ice baggin' up work
That's how we get down,
fuck Vegas
Dm
The black Carlo Gambino,
rockin' the wallo's
Blow his diamonds in Z- No's,
Am
spicey, verses is jalapeños
Dm
Best believe when I'm in the big Escalade,
Am
I'm sittin' on Dino
F
Em
Dm
Tone Stark, a poet's art,
kiss the girls
C
Am
And bake them pies, clean up,
F
some are old darts
Em
Dm
This that real live don shit, you heard!
Am
Verse 3
Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
Dm
Okay, plus the shit is mad
hot around the way
Am
Niggas don't give a fuck
on any time or day
Dm
Or if he dyin' today,
or could he find a way
Am
Blow niggas over 'turt, bitches,
dimes and trays
Dm
Throw a nigga a jewel
and watch him slide away
Am
It's like that, in the hood,
he in the grimy say
Dm
But what we try'na say
is gonna "be this way"
F
Em
Dm
It don't have to, it don't have to,
Am
"My God!"
Verse 4
Am
With big carrots and static,
Dm
with that leaves the bad habits
Drugs layin' in buildings with
Am
great big automatics
Animos' in the hood, it's a fact,
we could do magic
Dm
Splatter faggots in lobbies,
Am
the heat burn off his eyelashes
Don't try to pass this,
back up or you'll receive something
Dm
Am
Real tragic, them hollows'll race
Dm
Am
through your jacket
Semi gangstas with weak tactics
Dm
Forensic scientists called in to
Am
display graphics
For square inch to his back winds
They brain is spleen,
it's left all over a fiend's mattress
Dm
Bastard, we cock and squeeze
after we leave our ratchets
Am
We keep the hood cryin'
for massive havoc
Dm
No Trix we take from silly rabbits,
Am
yo feed them lead carrots
F
Em
Dm
The little mans'llconnect
and they touch that fabric
C
Am
The only thing that can stop
'em is that tephlon phat shit
F
Em
Dm
Maybe artillery's heavy like
Am
a bunch of fat chicks
Baow! Ain't no comin'
Verse 5
back bitch!
Am
Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
Dm
Okay, plus the shit is mad
hot around the way
Am
Niggas don't give a fuck
on any time or day
Dm
Or if he dyin' today,
or could he find a way
Am
Blow niggas over 'turt, bitches,
dimes and trays
Dm
Throw a nigga a jew el
and watch him slide away
Am
It's like that, in the hood,
he in the grimy say
Dm
But what we try'nna say
is gonna "be this way"
F
Dm
It don't have to, it don't have to,
Am
"My God!"
Outro 1
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Be This Way
Ghostface Killah
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