[Verse: Scarface] Young Face slangin, Ya Ya Ya Heavyweight, Got a bad bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas, stay the fuck up out my way I be true O.G., you can quote what I say I'm a H-town nigga from around the way Southside, ridin' dirty like I'm UGK Asshole by nature like my name was Tre And I don't gangbang, I control the Game What I'm representin' here's puttin' holes in brains Oh, I say the same thing till I'm old and grey For I falloff and rap about my clothes and chains Grippin' grain and poppin' trunks, Dawg that ain't me These elbows hit the scene back in '83 I stay street with it, dun asked that You can find me in your hood pumpin' monster crack I rollover rodents with rims on em Sniffing out a rat, I expose them and then bend on em I lotta bitches but they claiming they O.G.s A straight up pussy, he claims he knows me See I puttin out these VVdees Let my shit hit the streets, he got to squat to pee Got them eggs on these beams, so they watchin' me Might trap for a rat, pussy watch and see
[Hook:] I been straight for a long time Gettin' checks for a long time Gettin' Jake for a long time E&J for a long time Nigga, try to get like me Been a G, for a long time Been in the streets, for a long time Toting heat, for a long time Nigga, try to get like me
I got Big Dogg Status, I got Big Dogg Status
[Verse: T.I.] It's your price, but I ain's scared It's my pleasure to say it right, don't think I ain't said They got prices on my, nigga I don't slip Clips longer than giraffe necks, that's why I don't trip Just open up and let em rip, nothing new to a G Hey, I ain't worried about these niggas, till they shoot at me My partner died, daughter too, your excuses to me Still a busta ass rapper I'm refusing to be Scarface seem to think I'm the king, You're a fool if you think, There's another new, young rapper dude out there that's cooler than me I choose in the V, brand new with the beat I live real life like I say I do in the beat Yeah, true indeed I do indeed Do it for the O.G.s and the true MCs Them bustas say this year I got brand new and it's all phat But the fightin' in the club, I'm done with all that Nigga, his ass out of line, then his ass gettin' whacked Give a west-side 10 stacks and that's that But maybe less as a matter of fact Nigga don't be testin' the professor, What's the matter with cats
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[Verse: Lil Wayne] I Been doing this shit, nigga who are you Little nigga I done seen keys bigger than you Nigga, you ain't know shit, Cut off a nigga head, make him suck his own dick How the game go Money over bitches and flowers over snitches Money over bitches and flowers over snitches Mr., Mr. Scarface, pistol into yardfish (What the hell is this)? Mr., Mr. Scarface, pistol into yardfish (What the hell is this)? Yaaahhhh!
[Verse: Scarface] Came here to exercise my game Spreadin' love to the hood's, how I do my thang Smokin' with my homies, barbecuing them wangs Sip hennesy and coke, cause I don't fuck with dranks Hoe pop pills either cause that shit ain't coll We just drunk and mad dawg fo we went to school Lik off, back then I was smashin' boys Jump wrong, you saw a nigga get his ass destroyed Same rules right now, I demand respect If I slap one hoe, then her man's is next I'm a kick door robber, A hot shot driver A crack rock slingin muthafucka for a dollar If you dare to be laid, then off in the acky But if it ain't no way, then best believe I'm take it off a A Nigga with no hustle, it ain't work it