Coming With That Shit by Scarface
(feat. Bushwick Bill)
Haha, yeah ain't no bangas in this mothafuckin joint
nigga
Just niggaz on some mack, playa list shit
Real shit
(Bushwick Bill)
I see you punk motherfuckers tryin ta mix me
In a place where a mark ol bitch would be
So I guess I gotta let that fuckin thug out
Bug out I see you dead niggaz drug out
I know you sayin damn I hate him
But gats ventilatin talkin niggaz bodies like
methalaytim
I caught a nigga like that when I was clubbin
Confronted him, then I dumped off in his chest
Motherfucker thought I was bluffin when I let it known
Nigga anything thats my business please leave it alone
And fools gonna hafta learn this bull shit the hard way
And I'll be stuck for life where the bard's stay
I give a fuck about your bitch ass
There'll be a lotta motherfuckas in this world wearin
shit bags
Fuck talk, all I do is shoot nigga
I been pushed too motherfuckin far nigga
(CHORUS)
You fools done fucked around and ya tried to hard to
test
Now I'm comin with some shit to crush they vest
Even a small soldier gotta point when he gotta snap
And blow you rotten motherfuckers off the map
You fools done fucked around and ya tried to hard to
test
Now I'm comin with some shit to crush they vest
"So why in the fuck you wanna act up
Know when I can shoot your ass and your chest and blow
your back up"
(Bushwick Bill)
Dollars and Sense is a motherfuckin playa crew
But God dammit playas have beef too
And its usually you jealous ass niggaz
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