Boss chords by
Beanie Sigel
Beanie Sigel

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Key: A minor
Intro 1
Gm
Eb
Gm
Verse 1
Gm
Yeah, Capo de Cabe,
the boss of all bosses,
Eb
Broad Street Bully and this motherfucker,
talk to a friend.
Gm
G
Gm
Big Pop for the props, he been a boss,
and we been flossing,
Got the Bentleys and the Porsche
Girls, let's get tossed with a
Eb
9mm to your cerebellum
Gm
Yo, C, tell em
G
The life of a boss ain't easy
Gm
G
Every day I'm in your papers,
Gm
every week I'm on your TV
Eb
And if these feds ain't tryin' squeeze me,
these lawyers tryin' bleed me
Gm
G
It's a small price to pay to play
Gm
Court cases in abundance
Suitcase full of hundreds
Round table meetings with the bosses
Eb
The house look like a fortress
Gm
Driveway full of Porsches
G
Bentleys and Rolls Royces
Gm
Yellow coots with the horses
My niggas dress like they takin' photo
Eb
shoots for the law enforcement
You inquire on the price,
Gm
then you can't afford it
We eatin'
G
Gm
You niggas wearin' fake jewelry,
you cheatin'
Man, I'm a boss,
I don't count paper, I weigh it
Eb
And I don't place bets, I lay it
And I don't kill niggas, I'll
Gm
G
We been popped for the props,
been involved
Gm
And we been flossed,
ain't got the Bentleys and the Porsche
Cross us, get tossed,
Eb
put the 9 -double -M to your cerebellum
Yo, C
Gm
If it cost to be the boss,
G
I could foot the bill
Ball like Chris Paul,
Gm
now I don't push the pill
I just move the rock,
I'm a boss bitch, rich or not
Eb
It's what you keep, not what you cop
Gm
G
Gm
Niggas talk what they used to do,
what they used to have
How much coke that
they used to grab?
I'm doing it, you done it
Eb
Yeah, you ran it, but we running
Gm
If I don't got it, shit, I don't want it
G
Gm
Now I chase paper, I catch it
Back and forth trips to the desert
Tryna hit my number twice, then press it
Eb
This money long like cigarette bolts
Gm
We bout to blow it like cigarette smoke
G
About a dollar, I'm getting to it
Gm
I blow a mil like I didn't do it
I used to think fast, try to hurry the dough
Eb
Now I get it fast, just bury it slow
Gm
Big Pop for the props,
ain't been involved
And we been flossin',
got the Bentley's and the Porsche
Cross us, get tossed,
Eb
put the 9mm to your cerebellum
Gm
Yo, Steve, tell em!
G
Gm
Yeah, y know what it is.
I'm like Rick without the
Eb
beard and the bald head.
Gm
I'm a boss, baby.
Matter of fact,
G
Gm
ask Rick who was the first nigga
with the beard and the bald head.
Eb
Get mine and get naked.
Gm
Eb
We here. Sickness .net, let's go!
Gm

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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsGm Eb G