Reached for the Uzi at my foot, and I unloaded
I took a look, the girl was cooked, her head exploded I heard a (*shot*) Now what the fuck? Somebody shot at me I was just about to nut, she got on top of me I started stickin with the quickness, we were grindin She wasn't hangin, she was singin, "Brad, I'm comin!" I started bangin, I was bangin, dick was numbin The bitch was sweatin, but I guess she wasn't botheredĬause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder!" Like Mike Tyson in a brawl, boy, I was jabbin I opened up her legs, prepared her for the stabbin Threw her down on the bed, and she said, "Fuck, yeah!" I grabbed the slimmy by her hand, and lead her upstairs Now here's another stupid bitch that I be breakin She pulled her skirt up, and said, "He could need some pussy" My girl came home, I told her shit had been Later on, all alone, sat around the house kickin it (Don't make me act a muthafuckin fool) -] Ice Cube You'll ask me why, but I don't care, just call me Scarface I shot my gun in the air as I left the place Yo, they don't understand me, the yo, Brad, bwoy Left for dead, I pumped these bitches full of led Little Bill, grab your piece, pick em outīattle y'all in the street, let's put some head outĬaught my ride, hit the fry, and I step calm So raise up off of me, I show em I don't joke, mayn Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game Make the hit, break quick, leave your cars on Load up the Uzis, turn the village into a warzone So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll him Round up the posse, y'all, and bring the heatĪnd when it's over, all I want is bloody meatīoy done fuckin with me, real man, and I done told him It's gettin dark, Bill calls, he's been beat
I'm in the South Park, night falls, over the streets (Crazy muthafucka from the street) -] MC Ren On the for realer, my nigga, just call me Scarface You'll be bumped off, bucked off, no trace Life of the black, and the Ak won't take no shit, and So watch your back and prepare for the hitman So muthafuck you and that bullshit that you're stressinĬause it ain't nothin but the money flow in this campĪnd if you fuck me, you'll forever wear a stamp You try to school me, you'll get fucked up with no regardīoy, don't test me, cause I'm tired of teachin lessons Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin hard Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn
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