Lyrics:
Ya'll can't really rap for shit
If your life depends on it
Quit biting styles bit by bit
Coz you really ain't that big
Ya'll can't really rap for
I'm Rollin’ down Roscoe
Bitch by my side
Don’t fuck w/ me
Cus my click down to ride
Fucked that bitch once
Fucked that bitch twice
Ain’t tryna
I'm always ready for a war again (a war again)
Go down that road again (that road again)
It's all the same (it's all the same)
I'm always ready
And take any nigga in the click to the Super Bowl
And party like it ain't nothin
But most of my homies they done died over drug money
Like Bizzy Bob
cause the streets is talking
Getting 'fetti like we should, if there's beef, we spark it!
It ain't no need to quit scrapper, I'm on top of my game
Sixty
Damn this a bitch
We ain't gotta motherfuckin' thing
Ring CJ do what he doin' in Cali for ni a
(Hello?)
Hey wuz up nigga it's Face
(What up
bro’s they on go they one call away
Yea we gone ball like we hardaway
I’m making the calls like I’m Scarface
I’m hippie but vibe but expensive by taste
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
call me Ricky Steamboat
Bags full of gas, used to serve them through the screen door
Tryna flip a brick, Shaq at the free throw
Taught by Scarface
nod
I want you dead by tonight, that's a real deadline
Zero fucks given
I make her come to the condo butt naked
Cause bitch ain't no stealin'
She still
miss it cause they be cappin
Pretty cars in the yard
Walkie talkies and security guards
Them muthafuckers had money out the ass and it was evident
By
It's a trap, it's a trap
Why they ain't tell us red and blue don't matter when you black?
Matter of fact we in blindfolds, bunch of lost souls
I like it when you part your hair in the middle
Baby girl I wanna show you something different and realer
I hope you see what I see when you look
Family ain't got a clue, nigga
Been in drive bys with fly guys
Welcome to the Lou, nigga
New York on that mob shit
In Cali "what it do?", nigga
But where
the reason why I
Come through sicker than a L.A. drive-by by
Droppin' bombs in songs y'all keep singin' along
So smooth it couldn't never go wrong
This is
If not that I ain't handle my bizz
A screwed up way to live but that's me
Follow my lead it is what it is (my niggas)
I hold steel in the hour of chaos
I'm just Scarface livin', got all my hittas in the backseat, yeah, ayy
Mind your business, I'm a mind my business, I'm happy,
I'm just Scarface
a triple beam
With a crew like the clan yea it's all about the cream
Looking up to incarcerated Scarface's
For my niggas forever feel like the bars racist
authentic music, no worries cause they don't listen
Don't do it for money only for the recognition
Them hearing the name Hood causes an abomination
I ain't no
makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I
makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I
another homerun hitter my nigga
Yo we ain't over hit you with a refiller
We keep it moving never label me a quitter
Flipmode baby you could call me
They liars, at the end of the day, we're fuckin' survivors
I remember watchin' Scarface the first time
Look at that big house, that Porsche paid for by
things correct, balance weight, no escape
It's the Infamous Mobb to the year 2 G
My fam will be known throughout the universe
Comin right back, back down
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