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Scarface
Beanie Whats up Baby
Beanie
Whats Happening (Face)
Sigel
Scarface
What ' bout to get off baby
We fittin' to get off
Beanie
Ay yo what we goin to do on this s**t man
Scarface
Lets wreck this motherfker baby whats happenin'
What You want to do nigg*?
Beanie
I.. I wanna.. I Wanna Smash it (Smash)
Back and forth
Back and forth
Scarface
Lets do it
What you Wanna hear?
Beanie
I wanna hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr.... Mr.
Scarface
Some of that old s**t
Scarface
You ready
Beanie
Yeah I'm ready
Beanie
I locks and load
c*ck and spray
Hit you from a block away
SK to the Stockaway
Cause I know how to hold that s**t
Empty the can with one hand and reload that s**t
Scarface
Give 'em the full clip
These is bulls**t
Been talkin' big six but scared as fk when I pulled it
Now eat this motherfkin' bullet
These got some p*ssy in 'em
See I got them p*ssin in they denim
Beanie
Man you fkin with a stash r*per
Duct taper
fk you police and fk neighbors
Move to smooth don't duck or try to shake us
2P89 ruge so don't tuck paper
Scarface
You heard what the man said
b*tch now un ask it
I got to have it
When hitin' licks I'm a savage
You hoes is plastic
I got a semi automatic pointed at your ass
Slowin me down gets you blasted
Beanie
For your chunk I'll trunk your folks
It aint s**t for mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work
Call your bluff run in your spot with a detective suit
Got you cuffed bout to show you what this tech will do
Scarface
You must of thought that we was friendly when we told you we was rappers
We Jackers
We want the money
Thats what we after
We want the package
Under the god d*mn mattress
And if the brain splatters don't matter
Thats what we practice
Beanie
Blast the rocket
Knock off your leg
Tear through your forearm
Sit you in a chair make your call you short arm
Pelets in your hand You'll never put shorts on
Aint s**t fair when you got to get your war on
Scarface
So why don't you come out and play
Make my mother fkin' day
Y'all cotton
Potatoes like augrotten
We plottin'
To hit your stash and leave you rotten
Beanie
I done bust slugs from all types of s**t
I have your as* plugged up to all types of s**t
And I show you dog how your life can get
And every thing all real fk what you might can get
Scarface
Cause nothin needs to be said something needs to be done
B give me a ciggarette I think I need one
Cause in bout 15 seconds I'm a set the motherfkin' alarm off
And shoot this motherfkers arm off
Beanie
You better smartin up
Act like mac won't come through and spark s**t up
Where the fk you get heart from
Little b*tch as* nigg* started commin' out the fkin dark from
Scarface
I done told you I'm the only nigg* pushin' weight
And for another nigg* to try to take my place is in the wake
It's time I retaliate
I'll make you mother fkers pay
Now point me to the motherfkin' yay
Beanie
You lookin at a sick b*stard
This stick up s**t I got it mastered
Glove and ski mask it
Any body move a lick gettin' blasted
When I'm in the crib for yoour s**t and a thick plastic
Scarface
I got this duck tape stuck in my pocket for one reason
You can stop screamin' stop squermin' or stop breathin'
Cause I didn't come here to stay or play your babysitter
I came here to split your mother fkin wig nigg*
Beanie
If your block gettin money nigg* I want in
Run it in
Before I run in
Your spot 200 glocks and 100 men
Droppin' More shells than run and 'em
Scarface
Actin Bad
Smash a nigg* stash and mash
sn*tch the bag
Bust him in his as* and dash
Un c*ck the mag
Kill him I don't need no mask
We Identify each other nigg* Mac and Brad
Beanie
Who you know but Mac and Brad
Come through all black
no mask and crash your pad
8 clips 4 hammers desert eagle the place
Nobody but Sigel and Face
You Feel that
(Spoken)
Yeah nigg* thats what I'm talkin about I know you not tired
Scarface
I'm Through I'm tired and I'm out this motherfker
Beanie
Yo I spit so real so my boys can eat
You got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats
Little suburb nigg* never saw the streets
Silver spoon as* nigg* never drawed your heat
I keep it the truth whats all the fakin' for
God dam every week I got to break a jaw
And you wonder why I smack up
s**t it's either that or Macs gonna clap up
What ya'll want me to do hunh soften up
so my raps can start to soften up
s**t never that
Dog forever my baretta cat
Hittin' in they fitted cap where the letters at
I told ya'll that the truth in here
Recognize hottest thing in a booth in here
The Gooch in here
Ay yo it's over in here
God d*mn somebody bring me some juice in here
Scarface
I used to be a drug dealer
Hangin in the cut sellin' dime rocks
Gettin' cash to eat with
Punchin' a time clock
In the ghetto makin' small change
Slingin' till the sun up
Got to pay my phone bill focusing on the come up
Got 6 shots numbers strait
Crank bout 38
Big boys trippin' on me tryin' to nigg* hate
This 17 year old Tony Montana type
Aint never did the killin' but still I'm lovin the drama right
Undercovers pass by thinkin I don't know the truth
Makin these offers they know these can't refuse
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