These niggas is fuckin with a dangerous game
Hey Joe, what's up baby?
Yeah, I like the beat
Hahaha...
Hey, when you drop drums I'ma drop rhymes, aight?
(Drop rhymes)
Nah, I don't need no count-off
Just drop the beat and I'm on it, aight?
(2-3-4)
[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
I took my chances when I did my dirt
And my advice to any nigga if you crimin, you do it worse
Just get enough and step the fuck back
Cause in this game when you get fame
You gotta start dumpin these agents off your nutsack
I'm just a nigga out the hood tryin to have things
But when I got up on my feet you're screamin "Brad changed!"
And your excuse was that the money came
But my excuse was that you missed the plane, simple and plain
I got to show my homies love, though
I just don't fuck around with niggas that I don't know
And you can take that how you wanna take it
I'm from these muthafuckin streets
And the same rules apply in this game, don't ever break it
Ain't my muthafuckin luck I'm all alone at the crack
And you niggas don't wanna try to attack
We steady dyin over dumb shit, and me, I'm steady losin my sleep
Cause niggas ain't familiar with the rules of the streets
You're stuck
Stuck at a standstill
On the beat one time, come on
It don't stop
Give it to em
...3
[ VERSE 2: Scarface ]
And to my niggas on the streets crimin (watch for haters)
Stop sittin on the sidelines and (get your paper)
Too many niggas complainin pointin fingers at the problems
"That's why I hate my baby mama"
I'm just a nigga from the very bottom
Skippin classes, goin 8 balls or the white powder
Tryin to get
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