[Scarface] My hands got powder burns I just murdered a man Took his life over nothing if you ask me fuck em (fuck em) It was him or either me so I saw fit to empty out the clip in this bitch fuck the dumb shit Now do I feel guilt no I don't think so Light another cigarette, zonin out I seen folks Streetlights glowin' in my rear view watchin' Cause I'm paranoid thinkin' that I might have been spotted As I pass by Watkins I relax cause I'm home now Had a funny feeling in the beginning it's gone now Cause we live in a do or die society You do or either die tryin' or do it psychologically I'm brain dead and I don't give a fuck that's my excuse And I don't need a audience around for me to let loose You plex fool, I catch you then I stretch you Out in front ya door step and vanish like a ghost
[Z-Ro] I'm a bad mother (shut yo mouth) Ain't no limit to what I earn If it ain't money why should I be concerned Burn is what my enemies do, just like weed 223 g's, just to bleed, yes indeed I'm a ghetto boy, that's right everybody knows I'm a G I'm what you niggas are supposed to be Burn rubber right after I burn a fuck nigga, cigarillo still burnin' fuck all ya'll fuck niggas
[Scarface] I got a black book that I ain't got no names in Instead I keep the pictures of craniums I done caved in Nah I'm playin' I still should have done it Cause a weak motherfucker just makes me sick to my stomach I keeps it 100, not a game this is real life To die young a honor, you get old you live twice Take my advice they got shooters in them hills ya'll Run up off in them bushes, watch motherfuckers kill ya'll This shit here is real dog, believe me I got you Lined up in my cross-hairs so I shot you A dead man speaks no words, that's some true shit The courtrooms the hood, the street life ruthless All done for the dope and dollar signs No witnesses no motherfuckin' crimes And I'm, living life like I'm dyin' tonight, am I crazy you got damn right
[Z-Ro] I'm a bad mother (shut yo mouth) Ain't no limit to what I earn If it ain't money why should I be concerned Burn is what my enemies do, just like weed 223 g's, just to bleed, yes indeed I'm a ghetto boy, that's right everybody knows I'm a G I'm what you niggas are supposed to be Burn rubber right after I burn a fuck nigga, cigarillo still burnin' fuck all ya'll fuck niggas
[Scarface] That minute that you had to pray it should of stopped you You must want your death wish fulfilled so I got to I'm a killer nigga push me if you want fool And only God knows when I catch you what I'm gone do Think its a game when I cock & aim And it pops and bangs And it's out with brains Shit is not the same What you expected was a spark dog, but not the flame I can stop the rain And you can learn a whole lot from a dummy You can't squat, duck or run and hide from me So your best bet is coming correct Show respect or get a hole in yo chest, with no regrets I rather die than let a nigga slide And I put that on my son only five (aha ha) The only things I've ever cherished in life I let them go it a'int nothing left but fighting (right)
[Z-Ro] I'm a bad mother (shut yo mouth) Ain't no limit to what I earn If it ain't money why should I be concerned Burn is what my enemies do, just like weed 223 g's, just to bleed, yes indeed I'm a ghetto boy, that's right everybody knows I'm a G I'm what you niggas are supposed to be Burn rubber right after I burn a fuck nigga, cigarillo still burnin' fuck all ya'll fuck niggas