*featuring Scarface
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[Scarface]
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Yo Nas..
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I don't think they wanna FUCK with this
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Gangsta shit.. fo' sho'
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("Danger.. danger..")
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Check it out
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It's on, and once again I bring niggaz the rough
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Fuckin with us, that get you motherfuckers touched
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Hit in the darkest alleys, where the super sports Rally
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Beatin up the block, leavin these motherfuckers shot
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They ain't ready for the Nakamici
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I flip this shit like I'm Kamaneze
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Now dey a motherfuckin see me
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They try to breeze me, but I got niggaz in New York
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comin kama-kize, sparkin this shit that keep me off the heezee
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Jay-Hovah, he with my man came over
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to scoop me, blowin dukey, in the black Range Rover
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Nasir, tell these motherfuckers what we came for
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Tell these niggaz why we here
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[Nas]
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Nuttin but the New York to Texas connection
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Nuttin but some real shit, what y'all expected
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Spaz out, some times dreamin, think I'm awoke
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Harsh realities of life, hit me after I smoke
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Money satisfy half of my mood, then there's a part of me
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that's distant, quiet, the most dangerous side of me
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I'm twisted like, Dr. Death, Kevorkian
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Flip shit, white gun handle, made of porcelain
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My, Houston niggaz, come through for niggaz
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Scarface get a call and we shootin niggaz
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Favor, for a favor, that's how we do business
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Tryin to make future figures, we two of the illest, what?
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[Chorus: Nas]
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You wet who I want wetted, I'll wet who you want wetted
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Any nigga can get it (a favor for a favor) [3X]
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I'll wet who you want wetted, you wet who I want wetted
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Any nigga can get it
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[Scarface]
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You say you got a problem? Then tell a nigga where he at
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So I can study his motions and peel his motherfuckin cap
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Where his brother go to school at? Find out some more information
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bout that bitch and hit a nigga right back
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Cause when it come down to the come down;
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I'ma pull the motherfuckin plug on him
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Walk up to his face and then gone
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Set a example, send these hoes a little message:
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They need to be more careful who they mess with, don't even stress it
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Leaded, I pull these capers all the time
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With the ugliest AK, I blow his motherfuckin mind
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Him and whoever standin by, I'll tell these niggaz, "Let's go"
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And then we fin' to ride, and he fin' to die
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He fin' to die, throwin up his own blood
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With a slug in his motherfuckin mug
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I do this outta love, cause your money ain't no good here
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Just consider that as favor, until I need a favor
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[Chorus]
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[Nas]
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A killer code, secret untold, how we bury beef with a rose
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To his wake we send a wreath that explodes
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Beneath us sleep with the Reaper, they sleep eyes closed
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That's how real Brad Jordan keep it, to him I owe
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Five fo-fo's ready, five masks, five mercedes
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Attack em like Freddie, then we toastin over spaghetti
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I share withcha drama, you share with mine
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That's how we killin two birds at the same time
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Send my enemy's ear, I'll send your enemy's finger
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with a pinkie ring, that's just a present my nigga
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Either way the heat is grave, fuck with 'Face we bring war
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Either, you feel these bullets or the Texas chainsaw
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Not for popularity reasons, but for the love of the art
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And you my heart, I leave casualties bleedin
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Cause we keep it death for a death, life for a life
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Murder for a murder, and I got you it's vice versa
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[Chorus]
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(A favor for a favor) [3X]
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Favor For A Favor
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Nas |