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Scarface

I finally figured it out that haters' mouths is used for suckin'

Suckin'



You niggas paper weights

Y'all don't wanna fuck with the great

Fakin' moves like you wantin somethin - get it straight

Cause one mistake'll get this muthafucka aired out

You niggas better recognize this is Brad's house

I put the mic down to give you other rappers a chance

But all you niggas wanna write about is dance

I tell another nigga 'bout your mama

So I'll be forced to bring you back the raw shit

The hardships of growin' up

Stuck in the hood

Broke as fuck, out to hustle

Facin life struggle

And havin' nightmares about gettin' big scrilla

And that's the type of shit that turn these mama boys to killers

On the realer, it's a nigga comin' back for the streets

Cause this bullshit I been hearin in the rap game is weak

You got these killas on your payroll

I'm doin it out of love

But if you cross me I'm fuckin' you up

I keep a ?????

I'm a nigga in destroyer mode

I squeeze it once you blow you out of your soul

Who's the ??boss?? in this rap shit?

I let my opposition judge me

But if push came to shove they couldn't budge me

Cause I'm ugly with styles identical to none

I'm tellin' you: Don't fuck with me, nigga, I ain't the one



I ain't the one

These niggas better recognize the realest

Keep a loaded .45 inside for protection...



I'm a .45 packer, niggahoe subtractor

BLACKA BLACKA BLACKA

Nigga, back up!

I'm a bad actor

With no respect for the nigga haters

I kill a muthafucka stiff cause he's a traitor

I ain't a player

I got my stripes from these streets

I'm a killa

That's probably why at night I can't sleep

I strike a match and watch a muthafucka burn

That's just treatment ??? you fuckin' worm

I'm the Don Corleone

Y'all niggas is phony

I put that on my mob and my goddamn homies

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