a fight if I knew it was trite They say everything happin' for a reason Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'? Needin' general assistance, out here needin' public housing
the go And what do you know (Oh no) Eazy, rest his soul Left us in the mess, I don't regret it But we better get up and get it, go Everythang's gon' wrong
me He had some niggaz wit him, full of drink and lookin' sweaty Cockin' gats back talkin' bout "C'mon Dee man you ready?" Its a house down da street, about two does down
Chorus: Scarface] You a Snitch Nigga, when you rat on yo friends Bitch Nigga, when you steal cash from your kin You'z a Snitch Nigga, running when the drama go down
it was all good We wasn't trippin', this was our hood I had your motherfuckin back And when it was time to go to war, it was like "where these niggaz
direct from the public housing Mayne, I got it crunk like Obama in a 'Fesco Nuttin' less than the best, hoe, nigga, let's go, it's you It seems like
my dick, inside a total fuckin' stranger You fuckin' with a Texas cowboy, I puts it down boy You ready for the second go, you know it I go two or three
from the A K, 47 that's gon' be my tool Make me clack it, I start actin like a motherfuckin fool (yeah) Fool, you know me, I've been down since '85 Sellin
? It's good to see you dog I thought you might've choked up Respect and money Well, I can get you both of 'em I went inside, watchin' him break it down
power, money and the power Never goin back cause I got Money and the power [scarface] Deep in the heart of south park lurks a stalker S.a. fool, native
Mr. Mr. Scarface from walking down the block Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends And Mr. Mr.
Ak Go get, upset 'cause I told the facts You'll jet 'cause here comes a load of wax I cool, on the scene I'm in the spotlight A fool, tried to test
, Windy City could count Black skies lookin' up, crack pipes lookin' down Accused of not lookin' back, blind n-gga look around City on my back, so the CHI go
dat cat Now tickle dat cat, tickle dat cat Ooh, she act a fool on the dick, fool on the dick She act a fool on the dick, fool on the dick Now get sick
at? Like fuck that. Like damn that. Sit ya pussy ass down if you can't stand that. I make yo shirt look like yo favorite color crayon out. Go and let
your lady, oh come home soon They say I'm a fool I'm standing in the cold without a coat But I just won't go down, down, down Down, down, down Let
the game 'cause your bitch chose me Somebody please tell me how How's that everybody knew The rules to how we get down? Now he wanna act a fool now,
to talk to me, exciting like the Rams Superbowl And I put that on goals if I don?t blow now I?ma repo this whole industry and it's gon go down W?sup