SCARFACE Games Overfeat. Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, Too Short

Şarkıcı: SCARFACE
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

[Intro: Too $hort]

Man, what's up with these niggaz out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggaz gettin money
Better get it while the gettin is good
Get it while you can, man
And stop hatin me, f-ckin with my shit cuz I got more hustle than you
Get yours, get yours baby

[Verse One: Dr. Dre]

I'm seeing millions, niggaz dont understand
know what? Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans
to blow up, will he style like this
everyday I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray
stay in the mix like Alezay
V.I.P., my shit parked valet
on the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again
some try to assault Dre, its still cavi
Im eatin steak while they struggle to break the slave mentality
I givin livin definition long as my hearts tickin
I fought and made the world listen
Whatever fly Dr. Dre invented
turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches
I push a rover, shit platinum before the sessions over
rap master with the Houston heat holder
these playas best to get they shit in check
cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck

[Chorus: Ice Cube]

Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah)
Burn em at a thousand degrees
And lord please let me make mo cheese
Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No)
[repeat 2X]

[Verse Two: Scarface]

Buck the whole world
meant that, gotta stay strapped
cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry they gats
Super fist fightin shit might come down to dyin
When the time comes down for the tryin I got nine
reasons why niggaz shouldnt step in my face
with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste this
Audi little something out the seams a my trousers
with no hesitation I got a team to come clown ya
I down ya, so let your people know what they face
with the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station
Kaboom! and everybody dies outside
there aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try
Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step?
Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death
Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give)

[Verse Three: Dr. Dre, Scarface ]

Smokin weed I never trail, I lead
spendin dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
but these are the things real playas do
talkin shit is real things that the hatas do
I'm namin you
shit's thick, its time to run for shelter
I kept the word, things could happen to marks like it was helter skelter

Dear diary, I'm runnin outta pages
Fadin, in and out, takin purple hazes
The dazes, Revelations in the last stages
Red skys institute, the silent horns playin
Im prayin with tears in my eyes
Cuz I'm tryin to make it into eternal peace without dyin
But they eyein my bank account with beams on my rover
the killa failed to launch his attack (the game is over)

[Chorus]

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SCARFACE Friday Nightfeat. CJ Mack

Şarkıcı: SCARFACE
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

[Intro: Scarface]

Damn, this a bitch
We ain't gotta motherf-ckin thing
Ring CJ do what he doin in Cali-for-ni-a
(Hello?)
Hey, wuz up nigga, it's Face
(What up Fizzace?)
Feelin I'm gone come f-ck wit you
(Come on down loco)
Ai, please have some bitches, please
(Ha ha ha) Ha ha ha

[Verse 1 CJ Mack, Scarface]

Locc, I been hustlin all week
Tonight's the night I dips 'n try to step up in a freak
I call this ho named Tiki, she got homies we can twist
All we need's some chronic and a motherf-ckin fifth
Is you wit me locc?
What's mine is yours and what's yours is mines
When I'm in Houston you be treatin me fine
I scoop you up in L.A.X. around 6
I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks
It's Friday night

Two players in a black 5-0-0
Slidin down the shore, gettin at every fly ho
I'm wit my homey, ain't nobody set trippin
Drops my shit off at his house and then we kept flippin
Now see y'know your nigga don't sleep
Homey enough and see
Well, hand your nigga some heat
So I can feel warm in these cold ass L.A. streets
Now hook ya nigga wit some L.A. freaks, baby
It's Friday night

[Hook: CJ Mack]

Straight sellin with my Texas G
Stayin sucka free as I L-O-C
It's Friday night

[Verse 2]

[CJ Mack]

Two players on a hoodrat chase
You niggas can't see me and you can't see my nigga Face

[Scarface]

First thang we do is hit the club
I'm seein hella bitches in the corners tryin to show your homey love
This bitch is fly as a bird
And gotta ass that could swang from California all the way up thru
Pittsburgh

[CJ Mack]

Hold up locc (What?)
I know that flea
She been out 'n club hoppin since '83 (Ain't this a bitch)
And the bitch is still hoin
See, get at broke bitch and fake smile and keep strollin locc (Riiiight!)
See them busters in the corner, they don't like my hood
I don't like their hood so it ain't all good
So keep ya eyes on em
Cos if it ??? ??? line, we gotta slide on em
Ride on em

[Scarface]

I gots no problem kickin dust up wit punk ass little busters
Who wants to try to buck us, we grab these guns and bust em
I gots that tena millimetre in tha parkin lot
[CJ Mack] f-ck em locc, we gots some bitches at the Mariott

[Hook]

[Verse 3: CJ Mack, Scarface]

You motherf-ckers better chill
Before you f-ck around and lose and get your cap peeled
Jumps on the elevator, hops off the six floor
Knocks on the door of room 604
Gets greeted by the biggest pair of thighs you wanna see
With a pair just like a *?mona?* homegirl G
See, vee like the mix and vee like the twist of em
Face, you can hit it first and then we can switch
It ain't no fun if my homey can't twist a bitch
I'll dare ya ass to try to run that 2PAC shit

I goes high-ho silver like the f-ckin Moan Ranger
Playin here's out my dick inside a total f-ckin stranger
You f-ckin with a Texas cowboy, I puts it down boy
You ready for the second go (You know it!)
I go two or three hours and I'm sendin these bitches off on their way
(See ya!) You's a fool CJ!
(Nigga, how you like the southern California freakin?)
Dogg, I'll be back every motherf-ckin weekend
It's Friday night

[Hook: CJ Mack]

Straight sellin with my Texas OG
Stayin sucka free as I L-O-C
It's Friday night
You motherf-ckers better lay back
(Cos you can't see that Face)
Or it's just the nigga C-Mack

[Outro: CJ Mack]

Yeah Mr Scarface and CJ Mack
Puttin in much work for Rap-A-Lot and Rap-A-Lot West for the 9-5
You motherf-ckers better stay down
Cos y'all punks couldn't see us with ultrasound
Coward
[Scarface]
You motherf-ckers couldn't see us with glasses on
He he, y'knowhutI'msayin?

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SCARFACE Do What You Dofeat. B-Legit and Bushwick Bill

Şarkıcı: SCARFACE
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

[B-Legit]
I flip, make hits, and stick like peanut butter
Five g's to the homie my money he didn't stutter
The gutter with the gats, f-ck that, we need the lucho
It ain't no in between such things as being neutral
We shoot y'all, answering to me if it's needed
Catch you in the bucket and f-ck it we gon feed it
We bleed it, A-K spray and nine milla
You f-ckin with a killa for scrilla
Money wanna deala
Peel 'em from the back and fact, you're ass out
Throw you in the trunk, we bump and mash out
We blast out and get the f-ck outta dodge
And leave your body corpse parked at the Travellodge
You can't reason with a fool with guns and no brains
Thrown off your balcony get stoned and let's remain
We stressed main, paper come up short
Plus this bitch with my baby tryin to take me to court
I need a new quarter, plus my screws is loose
Makin niggas wanna pour shit down like orange juice
I one two, and slap the f-ck outta you
So go on about my business bitch, and do what you do
You like to run shit
Do what you do
You f-ck with powder bitch?
Hey yo, do what you do
You turn dyke too
Yeah, do what you do
But if it's f-ck me bitch, then it's f-ck you too
If you build a heist
Yo, do what you do
You like to talk the vice?
Do what you do
Speakin on my crew
Nigga, do what you do
But if it's f-ck me bitch, then it's f-ck you too

[Bushwick Bill]
Me and two freaks in B-Legit's back seat
F-u-c-k-i-n-g
I got clunkers, cuz you know big Chuck like em plump
Sippin hurricane bumpin slurricane cuz it thumps
In my trunk my pistol grip pump at all times
Kryptonite got me blowed cuz I hit it five times
I got condom on my dick, but my mind is on scrilla
Bitches just respect this nigga Chuck and I'ma killa
Me and my nigga, four hoes, weed, and liquor
Headed to the boat to freak these bitches on the river
And since I'm from the south these hoes showin me love
And B is from the west, he really don't give a f-ck
Twenty minutes later, all hell broke loose
Bitches suckin dick and lickin up nut juice
One bitch said she like to eat pussy too
She looked at me, I said shit, bitch, do what you do
Bitch you like suckin dick?
Do what you do
Homie, you like to eat pussy?
Do what you do
Nigga you like bein broke?
Do what you do
Bitch you wanna f-ck me, I wanna f-ck you too
Nigga you like stealin cars?
Do what you do
Nigga you like bein 'hind bars?
Do what you do
Nigga you don't give a f-ck about shit?
Do what you do
Nigga it's f-ck Bushwick, well f-ck you too

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SCARFACE Funky Lil Niggafeat. 2Low

Şarkıcı: SCARFACE
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

[ 2Low ]
You can call me T double o to the L-o-double - yo
I'm 2Low, that funky little niggaroe
Comin back with a brand new cut
And you can new jack swing on MY nuts
Cause I got the shit so tight
A young nigga doin damage to the mic (you sho' right)
I'm 13, but I ain't dumb
So bring it on if you muthaf-ckas want some
Cover your dome because it's on once again
And I'm a young nigga that's known to win
I got my street sense from these muthaf-ckin streets, bitch
And I'm comin real, cause I ain't f-ckin with that weak shit
Pass me the joint and let me kick it for the old folks
All the O.G.'s back in the hood that once sold dope
Jammin ??? I'm leavin on the next train
Runnin the game, so when I'm gone I be set, mayn
Got a bank account, so I can stack some g's
And have nice things like Cutlass on d's
Fresh candy paint, chicken shit live
And f-ckin with this whip before I'm old enough to drive
My teacher can't stand me cause I give him no respect
I ain't sayin "M'am, yes M'am" until you're signin me a check
So you can miss me with that muthaf-ckin bum shit
I'm gettin paid makin maze, f-ck the dumb shit
You ain't my mother and I ain't your f-ckin son
So in reality, bitch, you gets none
I'm gettin busy on this muthaf-ckin track for ya
Funky - cause I'm the funky little nigga

(Nigga, nigga)
Cause I'm the funky little - nigga
(Nigga, nigga)
He-he-he
Cause I 'm a funky little nigga
(Nigga, nigga)

(Nigga, nigga)

[ 2Low ]
Here we go once again with the real shit
Throw your hands in the air if you can feel this
I bring styles after styles after styles, dukes
I can't be faded with the shit, cause I'm a young troop
I sport them Nikes, not the Reeboks or K-Swiss
And while I'm on the subject of feet, let me say this
I kick ass like I'm Bruise Lot
And let me squash this shit: real niggas do die
Give it to me, baby, let me show you what that Deuce like
Let me hit the swisher and let me show you what my juice like
Rippin up shit in '93 like a chainsaw
Makin niggas say, "Goddamn, that little nigga raw!"
And I can square the shit off right
I'm straight from ?Warm Cloth? where these niggas don't fist-fight
They got they muthaf-ckin pistols shootin shit up
Tust enough to get your punk ass lit up
It's not about the set I claim, cause I don't bang
I'm just a nigga from the hood who let his nuts hang
And I can give a muthaf-ck about a nigga if he's bigger
I'm 2Low, biatch, the funky little nigga

(Nigga, nigga)
He-he-he
[ Scarface ]
You'se the funky little what?
[ 2Low ]
The funky little - nigga
(Nigga, nigga)
[ Scarface ]
You'se a funky little nigga
(Nigga, nigga)
He-he
[ 2Low ]
The funky little nigga
(Nigga, nigga)

[ Scarface ]
Let me see if you can f-ck with this since you're so funky
Where is Cedric?
Where is Cedric?
[ 2Low ]
Here I am
Here I am
[ Scarface ]
How are you today, Sir?
[ 2Low ]
Very high, I thank you
[ Scarface ]
Smoke one, fool
[ 2Low ]
You smoke one, fool

[ Scarface, (2Low) ]
Well, it's Face kickin shit with the funky little nigga
(I'm the funky little nigga and I'm steady gettin bigger)
Pass the killer, little nigga, let me hit me some dank
(Pass the bottle, muthaf-cka, let me hit me some drank)
I passed the forty to my partner, now he's ready to roll
(Crank it up, damn fool, cause I'm ready to go)
I be the Face (I be the Low) and we the real deal
Knockin niggas on they ass like we Evander Holyfield
(f-ckin up the beat is what I'm known for)
And the funky little nigga is who this muthaf-ckin song's for
Once upon a time there lived Lucky
Lucky got f-cked because Lucky tried to f-ck me
(Tried to f-ck you how?) Hey yo, I gave the boy some shit
He came up short, then he got his ass sidekicked
Had to cut him up like a tractor
Pick-pick-pick muthaf-cka, I holler atcha
(But you ain't gotta f-ck with that snow no mo')
Why you say that, Low? (Cause I'm the funky little niggaroe)

I couldn't hear you
You'se the funky little what?
(I'm the funky little - nigga)

(Nigga, nigga)
I'm the funky little - nigga
(Nigga, nigga)
(Nigga, nigga)

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