and breathe that shit Let the real niggaz shout it out, scream that shit [Chorus - Scarface] I never snitch, I never lie I'm not a bitch, I rather die
and mommy is the county jail I'ma soldier and I'm about my mail And if I get busted I'm not about to tell 'Cause I'm a gangsta The streets always been
I don't play games, I just cock the thang Squeeze the trigger twice and I'll blow out ya brains I'm pissed, y'all niggaz shouldn'ta fucked with this I
' mug I do this outta love, 'cause your money ain't no good here Just consider that as favor, until I need a favor You wet who I want wetted, I'll wet
two But I left, cause I gotta do, what I gotta do E hit me hard as I'm jettin, it was powerful Now I'm out of Houston, and Crophead's been doin our producin
she with it or not? Shout out to ATL cuz Im in Lennox a lot And I dont like lookin, I go in there to cop Houston High Rollers, I go in it a lot Spendin
Zoomin' the reason that I'm cruisin' It's cause I'm steady waitin' to exhale Blowin' on that Whitney Houston She get me so emotional, delirious If I
that train The one that goes from heaven Straight to Houston Did you like it? Was it good? Don't it make you want to cry? Did you like it? Oh! Am I good
that goes from Heaven Straight to Houston Did you like it? Was it good? Don't it make you want to cry? Did you like it? Am I good? Is it worth another
I'm breaking bread out here trying to survive I'm under water with these sharks praying that I stay alive I'm putting up numbers like Garnet on that
ridin' slab I?ma break ?em, I?ma break ?em off real bad I?ma break ?em, I?ma break ?em off real bad I?ma break ?em, I?ma break ?em off real bad I?ma
The summer that I broke my arm I waited for your letter I have no feeling for you now Now that I know you better I wish that I could have loved you then
I think I need a barber None of these n****** can fade me I'm so good with this, I remind you I'm so hood with this Boy I'm just playing, come here
Chorus:] Maybe it's my demeanor Or the fact that my jewelery clean Or the way i lean in the beemer Or maybe its the fact that i'm the shit Yeah I
5 Still the one I do this 4 I'm trying to make a 3 From that 2 He still the 1 Yup, I put it on him, it ain't nothing that I can't do Yup, I buy my own
I think I need a barber None of these hoes can fade me I'm so good with this, I remind you I'm so hood with this Boy I'm just playing, come here baby