Lyrics:
everywhere!
PLAYAS, PLAYAS, PLAYAS!
Representin, green is for the money
Gold is for the honey, ain't it man?
[Interlude]
Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn
wouldn’t even call her grand mom
We called her by her nickname
And I wanted to be just like her"
I Was selling that dope
Selling that dope up inda’ corner
Scarface ist Frank Ribéry
Ein waschechter G, der Handbremse zieht
Drive-By, Crimetime, Was, wer will Beef?
Charte auf 3, Fuck Polizei
Komm mit wem du
(featuring Busta Rhymes)
[Intro: sample from Scarface]
You got to be kiddin', five hundred?
Who you think we are, baggage handlers?
The goin' rate
can ... I can ... handle it.
Woman: Oh, no, Johnny, no...
[interlude]
Frankie: The cops are outside. Luke's in the car. Come on, let's get the hell
(musical interlude-drums, base, keyboards)
(Muad'Dib vocal scratching over musical interlude) 1...2...3...4...5... (x2)
Second verse:
(Felix)
Wake up, it's
INTERLUDE SCARFACE
J' donnerai tout sur chaque punch line
T'as ma parole j'en fais le serment
Et ceux qui m' côtoient depuis long time
Diront que j'débite
[ chorus: scarface ]
I live my life for the moment, fuck tomorrow
Still kill, beg, borrow
Money is power
Rocks is powder
Glock in trousers
Block is
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
by the gate
That valet a 10 for a quickie it's safe
Ten plus ten, I need 20 of them
Ten plus ten
Spent that on your bitch and them
Ten plus ten, ten
Bet it, bet it taste like candy [Repeat: x 3]
I broke up wit my ex I couldn't take his sarcasm
Everytime we bone I had to fake an orgasm
Moaning
believe in myself
I go 0 to 100... like El Camino
I'm Scarface... young Al Pacino
I'm a boss (UGH)... Rob DeNiro
This my story... ok let's flow
Baked or mashed, sliced or whole
Yummy, yummy ap-ples!
Short Instrumental Interlude
VERSE 2:
Wash the apples from the tree
1 apple, 2 apple, 3
4 apples,
and memories are all that we have
To remind us of yesterdays
INTERLUDE
VERSE 3
So how can it be we’re happy and free?
Whilst others are living in fear
So you men
the sands of time, stampeded by a million broncos
Through the congo, beneath the cosmos, Priest the 5th apostle
I'm like Picasso, I paint a hot flow,
straight off for set trippin', B.G.
Abbreviated is: Baby Gangsta
Nigga step up
And you know that I'ma bank you
No time to hesitate
Yes, one-two-three
Over ??
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Li kaydo9 3tih Cock sifto l'Bangkok
Had lmdina 3aych fiha a 3chiri b7al Hancock
Good touch Picasso rasem scarface
Tjib l'patch khessk tkoun
try my best to share
To show you that I care
Interlude (4 sec)
Toy Verse 2
Always by my side
Ready for a hug
Ready for a kiss
I see my shining star
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
to win it gone show my commitment
Interlude: Tat Face
Aye Jonez man show these niggas how we was destined for this shit man!
We been doin this shit
timeless and bold.
[Verse 3]
Hand in hand, we'll face the unknown,
In the symphony of love, we've beautifully grown.
Through the journey of life, side by
to eat, know what I'm sayin'?
Just trying to eat, y'all
Everybody gotta eat, man
God is great, man, 7-3 and 12 jewels
Fake niggas? We got a lot of fake
Y'all have a seat, we be right back, mothafucka...
[Interlude: Shawn Wigs]
Come on, this commercial break's almost over
OutKast, M.J.G., you're
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
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