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Tytuł: Suicide

  • Wykonawca: Scarface
  • Wy¶wietleń: 285
[Scarface]
  I took my chances, but I did my dirt
  And my adivce to any nigga if you crime, then you do the works
  Its givin up and step the fuck back
  Cuz in this game you can fame
  You gotta start dumpin these niggas off your nut-sack
  Im just a nigga out the hood tryna have thangs
  When I got up on my feet and screamed the brand change
  And your excuse was that the money did came
  My excuse was that you was to blame
  Simple ??, got to show my homies love tho
  I just don't fuck around with niggas that I don't know
  And you can take that how you wanna take it
  Im from these motherfuckin streets,
  and the same rules apply in this game
  you never break it
  With my motherfucking luck, fallin over the craps
  And you niggas who wanna try to attack
  We steady dyin over dumb shit, And me im steady losin my sleep
  Cuz niggas aint familiar with the rules of the street, and its a
  
  [Chorus]
  Suicide, its a Suicide
  Suicide, its a Suicide
  its a, Suicide, its a Suicide
  Suicide, its a Suicide
  
  [Scarface]
  To my niggas on the street cryin then (watch them haters)
  If im sittin on the side-line (get your paper)
  Too many niggas complaining pointin fingers at the problem
  Thats why I hate my baby momma
  im just a nigga from the very bottom
  skippin classes, throwin 8-balls into white powder
  tryna get it, while the motherfuckers gettin good
  wit possibilities of gettin out my neighborhood
  don't get me wrong, I had them dreams too
  But the only thing you do, is get your cream too
  Get your motherfucking cream fool
  Niggas aint know about the Ange and the Alicks
  First you get in, then you get out, you stuck in this game
  
  [Chorus x3]
  
  [Scarface]
  Now when its over don't nobody cry
  Just enjoy while you live life, cuz everybody got to die
  When you see me i'll be hella high, beatin corners wit my top down
  Checkin out the chasers in the sky, Shootin paper clips at Jupiter
  The more I lie, its like im gettin stupider and stupider
  Tryna make the best, out of a fucked up desicion
  Im just a nigga with a vision, which is to get up, get out
  Gettin my props, tryna stay away from these bitches that jock dick
  And move enough to move on, gotta stay true to it
  Thats just the way you gotta do it
  And these niggas here is really, dazed and don't give a fuck when you for real
  And you like it rough, nigga what, the fuck
  Know what im sayin is real, now back the fuck up for you get killed
  Cuz its a..
  
  [Chorus x3]
  
  Suicide