Homies & Thuggs (The Remix)-Scarface

歌手 : Scarface

专辑 : My Homies

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:39

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TXT Homies & Thuggs (The Remix)-Scarface 文本歌词

Homies & Thuggs (The Remix) - Scarface

Ghetto niggas remain violent while the killers remain silent

And I＇m driving to a place they＇re all warrin＇

The lake we build houses but it＇s the hood we call home

In the ghetto the only place a motherf**ker will keep it real

We focused on the dollar bill still

The outsiders tend to disrespect the place

Where niggas do thier struggling die with a straight face

Surviving under conditions demons dinin＇

You can run it but can＇t hide it so step aside

Its the ni**a that makes music for the streets

Cause I love this motherf**ker like p**sy with no sheets

Cause it＇s deep

Some niggas make it out the neighborhood and won＇t surface

And let the money make them nervous what＇s the purpose

A motherf**ker sitting on fat

He came up in the hood but he can＇t come back

F**k that I remain in the street game frame

On a mission to maintian me and take aim

In position to let my opposition know my life

Cause off in these streets I keep it real but what＇s right

Surviving sitting on a key doing business on a beeper

I＇m sinking in this motherf**ker deeper

Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me

F**k being a ni**a in your army; though I＇m a killer

Enter the ghetto so that you can see

What I mean when I say I love this cause it love me

Let it be stop looking at this motherf**ker strange

This is for my thug niggas

This is for my homies and my thug niggas (uuuuugh)

＇Face picture us working at McDonald＇s

And me and you selling f**king toasted up

Gold slug a car full of thug niggas

Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we drug dealers

No Limit soldiers to the fullest

See I was raised on some red beans the size of some bullets huh

We ghetto niggas can＇t be stopped

Got me mixing up d**e with little J down at Rap-A-Lot

My phone tapped the feds on my tail

Got me paying luxury taxes on everything I build

True to the ghetto that＇s my life

You see that house on the lake it＇s for the kids and the wife

You can test me if you wanna

Cause I be dumping niggas off from New Orleans to California

Rowdy like a hurricane (uuuuuugh)

Independant black owned got them hooked on this coc*ine

You used to see C in a suit and tie

But we young niggas in tennis shoes and diamonds

Executive street millionaires

Niggas gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel chair

This is for my homies and my thug niggas (uuuuugh)

What do you get from boosting

Niggas coming out from california to represent them niggas from

Houston

And now we rocking keep this sh*t popping

And all my niggas across the bay know L A keep the sh*t hot

I keep my glock inside my pants don＇t give niggas a chance

To put me inside a casket you dirty bastards

Until the day I die you catch a ni**a high off w**d the police can＇t

Find me

My sh*t will drop and I＇ll sell five million

While all the niggas enter the game get caught up in drug dealing

How can I fall how can I ball how can I catch my enemies and murder

Them all

My word of flame burn niggas inside thier brain

Niggas can＇t hang with me and like it changes uh

Scarface got me on this sh*t

We laced it motherf**kers in thier body and face uh

Growing thicker liquor made me daddy and ni**a

Niggas don＇t wanna see me world wide mob figure

M O B and the leaf keep me weeded

Them niggas don＇t wanna see me when i got w**d in my system

Catch another victim capture bodies

Bring a shottie to the f**king party yeah

I party all night

I do this sh*t cause it＇s wrong but we were born right

And to the niggas in my zone we do it long ways

＇till these b**ches understand ni**a my song pay; cause I＇m the man

Now these are my homeboys we outlaws till the day we die

Keep this sh*t rough and raw my 45

Make sure that I survive to another day

To bust rhymes which from I get paid

Now that＇s the end of my freestyle but it was left for dead

But the sh*t away you can hear it playing westside

This is for my homies and my thug niggas (uuuuugh)

This is for my homies and my thug niggas