Tytuł: Ya Money or Ya Life

• Wykonawca: Scarface
• Wyświetleń: 279

One up for the hustlers and two times for the mathematics
  Long as I can grind I'm scratching
  Stacking cause moneys got a funny way of finding
  Your ass this coming out your account when you start the climbing
  and blindly got you on a major chase for paper
  And now you got your eyes on my vault tryin' to take my paper
  The vapors will leave niggas wit dreams to face satan
  I'm pacin' with infa-red beams just waiting
  Hatin' and I don't cause the conversation
  He spoke wit his killer but now he's got to face him
  Racin cause off in these streets you aint promised tomorrow
  So if you bring pain I bring sorrow
  I warn you aint never been down to die slowly
  Surely I got niggas down to die for me
  You owe me and I want it all and that's that
  Bitch you got to pay wit your life not scratch
  
  [chorus:]
  Don't want no money
  I want your life
  Don't want no money
  I want your life
  
  We straight niggas roll subtractors gettin down aint no factor
  We just like boys in the hood wit no actors
  Jack you got niggas dow to come find you
  and heat your ass up and leave your yesterdays behind you
  Remind you a niggas definition means killa
  if he out of paper he gots to go bring the skrilla
  Stretch you aint never seen drama like I can bring it
  I'll wet you and leave you face down for no reason
  I seen it- aint many ways that you can change it
  I'm dangerous society got me stamped so I'm gon' blame it
  Aiming and if you cal canning at the planet
  Stampin' any muther fucker left standin is stranded
  And I want it all and that's that
  Bitch you got to play wit your life not scratch
  
  [chorus]
  
  If any nigga at the top of his game then you cant hate him
  Just watch for niggas who thinkin they game but they can't fade him
  I'll cross spray you you makin your moves and I'll spray you
  I promise the same promise that the game promise
  When mutha fuckers step on my turf I bring drama
  How dare you niggas flip the grip check
  I'll leave you shipwrecked in the valley of death dry wit your shit wet
  I'm down to die for my shit I'll put the hood on it
  I got my balls on this shit that puts the wood on it
  I got this strap I call the mind changer
  I'm more for realer than the shit that I kick when I feel that I'm danger
  I'll leave your family wit a fuck you note
  Where the fuck you wrote
  You pay wit your life now fuck you broke
  
  [chorus x4]