[ INTRO: Scarface ]
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Ain't no sense in you bullshittin
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What the fuck is you sayin?
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You know the way that we do niggas
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So what the fuck is you playin?(2x)
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[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
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Get yo hands up, you see this nigga on a come-up
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Walk into this bitch with a gun up in your sto-mach
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Now point me to the nigga with the seven figures sittin
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Assumin that nobody can hit him, I've come to get him
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I'm starvin, it's 3 o'clock in the mornin
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Wakin you up out your sleep without a warnin
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Good morning, I come to get you for your digits
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Oh, see this forty cal in my hand, she finna get it
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Nobody speakin, don't blink, I probably think somebody reachin
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You make a move, I leave your body leakin all weekend
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Take me to the safe, and I can get you for your bucks
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Or I can shoot this muthafucka up, I don't give a fuck
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You make the call for all of y'all
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You can use your brains to think with, or I can leave em hangin on the wall
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What you do when a nigga come through with game too
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Strictly for the nigga with scrilla and name you
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A pastor will introduce you to this casket
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Bullshittin me gon' get you blasted
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[ CHORUS: Scarface ]
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We got the powers that move niggas
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What the fuck is you sayin?
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You know the way that we do niggas
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So what the fuck is you playin?
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We got the powers that move niggas
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What the fuck is you sayin?
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[ VERSE 2: Willie D ]
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Nigga, I be crunk-crunk when it jump-jump
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Leavin muthafuckas slump-slump
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In a trunk-trunk, I pump-pump
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Bullets into the flesh and leave you naked
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Stop prayin for this muthafucka, he ain't gon' make it
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You have to take it straight to his muthafuckin dome
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If anybody come lookin for him, tell him he gone
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Can't you see his muthafuckin eyes jumpin around
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Can't you see his muthafuckin thighs humpin the ground
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It's goin down, when times are hard I feel like this
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Before I starve I'ma kill me a bitch
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Shit, I want that muthafuckin dope and the cash
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And I can take it out your pockets or your ass
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Don't make me blast
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The last way you wanna see me is disgruntled
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Cause I shoot you in your muthafuckin face and leave you horizontal
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My .45 signfies who's boss
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You play with me, I have your ass startin the news off
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Close your fuckin mouth and keep your dicksuckers tight as a gurtle
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Don't turn this robbery into a murder
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Unless you tired of livin, put your possession in my custody
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My finger's itchy, don't you fuck with me
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[ CHORUS: Scarface ]
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[ VERSE 3: Doracell ]
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Wake your ass up and shove, nigga, good morning
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Oh, what it's all about, Doracell is in your home and
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The pistol's in your mouth, nigga, and it's on and
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I represent that South, nigga, I bring it on and
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Muthafucka, make this shit a simple situation, give me the loot
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??? your baby and that bitch, I'ma shoot, and that's the truth
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My pistol piece up against the wig
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I ain'ts to be up in this bitch for long, nigga, you dig?
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You baby-sit? Nigga, I don't give a fuck
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A nigga fresh out of prison, down on my luck
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What's up, cold steel touchin on your dome
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Excellent chrome about to roam through your home
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Break yourself and I'm gone, it's all about the cheddar
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Nigga, ain't no sense in frontin, fool's livin better
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Nigga, plus I'm bigger, G.B.'s in this bitch
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Know what I'm sayin? I'm the muthafuckin man
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[ CHORUS: Scarface ]
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Why U Playin
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