[Scarface] 

Yo, let's do it 

... we gon' do this one 

Let the beat ride for a minute though 

Will {?} in the house from the town 

FaceMob in this bitch, 'bout to tear shit down 

Uh-huh, yeah, there it is 

Yeah 



Still the, truth in the game ain't a damn thing changed 

Prone to tote heat up and then shoot flames 

Double the O.G. of a deuce thug thang 

Bitches who know me know how I do dames 

Still, fuckin with James we roll in this shit hard 

I locked up the South, he locked the 5th Ward 

Loaded and cocked, I'm known to be a block bleeder 

Known to get paper and I ain't fin' to stop neither 

I got ferarri's, drive Porsches and shit 

Ranch got horses, golf courses and shit 

Eat shrimp steak crab raw oysters and shit 

And still fuck around with all my boys in the bricks 

International nigga, I been in and out the states 

Kingston, Brazil, bitches feedin me grapes 

I can, cut it and bake, all I need is some soda, a plate 

A microwave, Pyrex and a cake 

You can get it how you want it, what I'm spittin is free 

I don't need to hold in court what I can hold in the streets 

Niggaz know how I was raised so ain't no question these 

Consequences you gon' face when niggaz fuckin with me 

There it is 



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One for the niggaz wanna cross me up 

Two for the bitches wanna toss me up 

Three for the people tryin to get my mail 

Wanna send me to jail so they can lock me up 

Four for the hoes who wanna block my shine 

Five for the snitch who went and dropped that dime 

Six for the suckers who ain't got no game 

That's a God damn shame, that's why he hatin on mine 



[Willie D] 

From the North to the South I don't need no passes 

You bitches get out of line, I'ma bleed yo' asses 

Look man, I ain't the huffin puffin type 

I'ma put that pistol in your motherfuckin life 

Mayor {?} call my crib, I be gettin them greens 

Fuckin the finest hoes that can fit in some jeans 

Take an interest in politics, Chopin and Van Gogh 

Shoot a motherfucker up and then go vote 

They say variety is the spice of life, so we'll 

fuck the black broads and lay pipe to the whites 

Puerto Ricans and Latinos, Japs and Filipinos 

What is y'all trippin fo'? Pussy is pussy 

I ain't gotta come where you live to shoot you in your sleep 

I know niggaz in yo' hood that'll do you for me 

Youse a bitch-made pussy born with no nutsac 

I'm a motherfuckin stand up cat, that's on the one 



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[Bushwick Bill] 

Spot a fine-ass bitch and I'm scoopin her up 

You can sleep on me nigga if you're stupid enough 

But I'll be standin in your bed receivin from your woman 

You can bust in, but not while I'm cummin 

Cause I'm cummin everywhere, in her hair, on her face 

on her earring, even on the motherfuckin ceiling 

Keep it playa with a playa, let me get my nut 

After that, you can kill the bitch, I don't give a fuck 

Yes indeed, Chuck smoke good weed 

If it ain't hydro get the fuck out the do' 

You niggaz drink a few shots and your faculty slow 

I down the whole fuckin bottle like it's H2O 

Got the heart and the steel and the will to bust 

I'm the "Little Big Man" with the big ol' nuts 

Don't fuck with bitch-mades, too real for that 

Got the fame and the name but I still will jack, nigga 



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