Lyrics:
they
Said: "man get your money, man we ain't call
You snitch, man we ain't mad you
Rich, man keep on makin' hit's
And fuck that other shit"
Could it
[Talking]
Mack dime, Scarface (demand the respect)
X to tha Z Xzibit
[Scarface}
I got trouble rhymes to a death the troubled times
A double nine
the microphone's mine
Yeah I took it, I ain't gonna give it back
And it's a fact that I can swing, I'm not a new jack
Got the mic in a chokehold, you won't hear
I be solo dolo
Just movin by my lonesome
I be coppin alone
Yea Ima need the whole one
Prices always so low
My plug be goin so dumb
But I ain't doing
watching Scarface in the hot tub
What you wanna bet when I pull it out
If you don't shout that every bullet'll go in and out (woo)
Who you know besides
to do it
When I say it then you see it, it ain't only in the music
Basquiats, Warhols, serving as my muses
My house like a museum so I see 'em when I'm
on
When the truck back in that mean it's going down
That mean the bag in and its from out of town
We ballin we ballin ain't no out of bounds
We're eating
on
When the truck back in that mean it's going down
That mean the bag in and its from out of town
We ballin we ballin ain't no out of bounds
We're eating
Scarface my balls and my word.
Always been about my bread.
Trying to double every dollar that I earn.
It’s some shit going on, Fix put it on a song.
Take
Back and forth
Lets do it
What you want to hear?
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr.
Scarface
Some of that
for you snake niggas
Y'all ain't scarface and I ain't finna
play with ya
Gang shit gang shit danger, it's danger
The game ain't the same so I came back
night
Mmh, you actin' like you can't call me no more
'Cause you busy and all of that
But you trying to tell me it wasn't good?
That shit is real
night
Mmh, you actin' like you can't call me no more
'Cause you busy and all of that
But you trying to tell me it wasn't good?
That shit is real
a nigga bullshittin', come fuck wit it
It's goin' down...
[Scarface]
Let's put an ending to chitter, nigga, see me in gloves
I'm the proof in the booth,
motherfuckers musta took a photo
Tryin to call my gangsta shit 'mafioso'
but who ya usin? Fool it ain't no solution
to the evolution, of pimps and prostitution
and the enemy is one time
I ain't gotta tell you
It's right in front of your eyes
[Chorus x2]
We rep the QBC, nigga rep yours it's all love
Milli stacked
Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword
So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies
Life, I can't trust it, so I stay high
back when good rap was just a cool dance hit
even though it wasn't saying (shit)
Well them days is gone I don't play that
Pick the punk and I'll say like
imaginations couldn't fathom it
Imagine if the butterfly effect
Was a caterpillar in the Garden of Eden
By the tree where the apple is
I'm way too talented
his old boy spit it like an old veteran
Fernie
Aha, I was old boy spitting like an old veteran
I'm in a lane by myself
Ain't checkin' for nobody
this bitch lookin' like a open safe, nigga
Uh, lookin' like an open safe, nigga
We in this bitch lookin' like a open safe, nigga
Yeah, if it's beef,
[VERSE 1: Scarface]
You was playin when you was sayin you was ready,
I'm knowin' you ain't mean it when you told me you was tired of life
And just
to
Put message on records that's graced with hard bass
Smugglin' microphones, this ain't Scarface
Whoever talked that talk, I want to hawk
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like wontons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, is like three zip
So, run! Hop fences,
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