Song | Mr. Scarface |
Artist | Scarface |
Album | Mr. Scarface Is Back |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brad Jordan/John Bido | |
Mr. mr. scarface from walking down the block | |
Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks | |
Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends | |
And mr. mr. scarface went up the block again | |
(all i have in this world, all i have in this world | |
All i have, all i have, all i have in this world) | |
Ahh yeah, hah | |
Mr. scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again! | |
Yea, droppin some of that new | |
Mr. scarface two, on your motherfuckin ass | |
So suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich | |
Or something, bitch | |
Verse one: | |
I don't give a fuck about the chatter in the background | |
Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down | |
If you don't know, i recommend you check | |
And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads i put to rest | |
I play a game but the game ain't roulette | |
Slangin cane is the thang and i beat | |
That there's a lot of wannabe scarfaces | |
I've heard the name in ninety-nine different places | |
I'm here to squash it all original will speak | |
Scarface on your ass from the streets | |
I left my cut, in fear of a prison term | |
They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn | |
But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that | |
I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp | |
So i broke and left behind all i worked for | |
Either that or be sentenced for a drug war | |
And many want to know why i've slowed up | |
It's either that or get fucked | |
Cause laws get happy on the trigger | |
Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga | |
But this ass ain't made for no caps homey | |
This ass says 'exit only' | |
So i get in the wind but hey | |
A nigga still sold a quarter everyday | |
I sat around for six months black | |
Waitin for the day to make a comeback | |
And now i'm ready for combat | |
Mr. scarface is back | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
(all i have in this world, all i have in this world | |
All i have, all i have, all i have in this world) | |
Nobody knows my name, they'll only know this face | |
On the farilla my nigga just call me scarface | |
Verse two: | |
Aiyyo bido, drop that shit | |
Yeah, heh heh | |
Back in the south park, six o'clock on the dot | |
Checkin on my old rock spot | |
I seen the same old set | |
Heh, the small timers see me so they jet | |
Buildin one-twenty-eight | |
I got myself a bag and i can't wait | |
To cut em up small to make a profit | |
Niggaz on the cut short stop it | |
Fiends'll see em small then they go | |
Where, to see the motherfuckin pro | |
One nigga got pissed | |
And started reachin for his shit | |
Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool | |
Like i said before, you don't get a second chance dude | |
Unloaded on his ass he was hurt | |
Six shots put his dick in the dirt | |
Laid him out like a motherfuckin rug | |
Gettin pumped full of thirty-eight slugs | |
Some other niggaz stepped out y'all | |
Aww shit, i had to make a phone call | |
Hello? | |
Hay jay | |
Whassup? | |
I'm in a little trouble man | |
Where you at? | |
I'm out here in south park village | |
Stay right there, i'll be right on | |
C'mon let's take these motherfucers to war main | |
Jay called up some niggaz from the 5th ward | |
And came back with a motherfuckin hit squad | |
Motherfuckin uzi machine | |
Big chief packed an m-16 | |
Will and ak with a banana clip | |
And little bill had a god damn pistol grip | |
I hit a little laugh and got me a buzz | |
And that's about the time they got drugged | |
One more war took place | |
You can call me the shit started, or call me mr. scarface | |
Chorus | |
Verse three: | |
Damn, check this shit out | |
Later on, all alone, you know what happened next | |
Another bitch came by to give me sex | |
It was kind of strange i was thrown off | |
The last bitch got her head blown off | |
But fuck i ain'tsta pass up no pooty | |
She started strippin at the door, oh goody | |
I got in that ass with the quickness | |
Fuckin her down with the diznick | |
I didn't have to pretend i loved her | |
All she wanted me to do was just fuck her | |
So i gave it up to the lady | |
And all she said was 'fuck me baby, fuck me baby' | |
I started stroking in an outrage | |
The whole while i was starin at my twelve gauge | |
The bitch was makin noise i said i'm killin her | |
And all the while my dick was hard and he was still in her | |
I made a nut as she fell to the floor | |
I heard a knock on the front door | |
I grabbed the twelve gauge from the bed head | |
Who is it? (fred) who? | |
Who the fuck is fred, i stood by the door | |
By that time someone jumped in the window | |
Now what the fuck was i do? *bam bam bam* | |
The bitch packed a twenty-two | |
Hit him in his head, there she laid him | |
The nigga standin by the door i sprayed him *automatic fires* | |
And headed for the back | |
I seen that same old brown cadillac | |
It kinda fucked me up at first | |
Cause the nigga that drove that caddy rode away in a hearse | |
I opened up fire on the ride g | |
Who i was shootin for was standin right behind me | |
I had a double barrel pointed at my ass | |
Could this be the end of mr. brad? | |
I don't know what happened to the slut | |
Well that's about the time the closet door it opened up | |
*kicked open* on your ass trick! | |
I'll be damned if i go out like the last bitch! | |
Heh, five-oh's on my ass main | |
They know me by the face, but they don't know my last name | |
Now i'm back on the case | |
Yeah, just call me mr. scarface |
zuo qu : Brad Jordan John Bido | |
Mr. mr. scarface from walking down the block | |
Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks | |
Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends | |
And mr. mr. scarface went up the block again | |
all i have in this world, all i have in this world | |
All i have, all i have, all i have in this world | |
Ahh yeah, hah | |
Mr. scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again! | |
Yea, droppin some of that new | |
Mr. scarface two, on your motherfuckin ass | |
So suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich | |
Or something, bitch | |
Verse one: | |
I don' t give a fuck about the chatter in the background | |
Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down | |
If you don' t know, i recommend you check | |
And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads i put to rest | |
I play a game but the game ain' t roulette | |
Slangin cane is the thang and i beat | |
That there' s a lot of wannabe scarfaces | |
I' ve heard the name in ninetynine different places | |
I' m here to squash it all original will speak | |
Scarface on your ass from the streets | |
I left my cut, in fear of a prison term | |
They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn | |
But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that | |
I refuse to be a visitor in state' s camp | |
So i broke and left behind all i worked for | |
Either that or be sentenced for a drug war | |
And many want to know why i' ve slowed up | |
It' s either that or get fucked | |
Cause laws get happy on the trigger | |
Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga | |
But this ass ain' t made for no caps homey | |
This ass says ' exit only' | |
So i get in the wind but hey | |
A nigga still sold a quarter everyday | |
I sat around for six months black | |
Waitin for the day to make a comeback | |
And now i' m ready for combat | |
Mr. scarface is back | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
all i have in this world, all i have in this world | |
All i have, all i have, all i have in this world | |
Nobody knows my name, they' ll only know this face | |
On the farilla my nigga just call me scarface | |
Verse two: | |
Aiyyo bido, drop that shit | |
Yeah, heh heh | |
Back in the south park, six o' clock on the dot | |
Checkin on my old rock spot | |
I seen the same old set | |
Heh, the small timers see me so they jet | |
Buildin onetwentyeight | |
I got myself a bag and i can' t wait | |
To cut em up small to make a profit | |
Niggaz on the cut short stop it | |
Fiends' ll see em small then they go | |
Where, to see the motherfuckin pro | |
One nigga got pissed | |
And started reachin for his shit | |
Threefiftyseven on your ass fool | |
Like i said before, you don' t get a second chance dude | |
Unloaded on his ass he was hurt | |
Six shots put his dick in the dirt | |
Laid him out like a motherfuckin rug | |
Gettin pumped full of thirtyeight slugs | |
Some other niggaz stepped out y' all | |
Aww shit, i had to make a phone call | |
Hello? | |
Hay jay | |
Whassup? | |
I' m in a little trouble man | |
Where you at? | |
I' m out here in south park village | |
Stay right there, i' ll be right on | |
C' mon let' s take these motherfucers to war main | |
Jay called up some niggaz from the 5th ward | |
And came back with a motherfuckin hit squad | |
Motherfuckin uzi machine | |
Big chief packed an m16 | |
Will and ak with a banana clip | |
And little bill had a god damn pistol grip | |
I hit a little laugh and got me a buzz | |
And that' s about the time they got drugged | |
One more war took place | |
You can call me the shit started, or call me mr. scarface | |
Chorus | |
Verse three: | |
Damn, check this shit out | |
Later on, all alone, you know what happened next | |
Another bitch came by to give me sex | |
It was kind of strange i was thrown off | |
The last bitch got her head blown off | |
But fuck i ain' tsta pass up no pooty | |
She started strippin at the door, oh goody | |
I got in that ass with the quickness | |
Fuckin her down with the diznick | |
I didn' t have to pretend i loved her | |
All she wanted me to do was just fuck her | |
So i gave it up to the lady | |
And all she said was ' fuck me baby, fuck me baby' | |
I started stroking in an outrage | |
The whole while i was starin at my twelve gauge | |
The bitch was makin noise i said i' m killin her | |
And all the while my dick was hard and he was still in her | |
I made a nut as she fell to the floor | |
I heard a knock on the front door | |
I grabbed the twelve gauge from the bed head | |
Who is it? fred who? | |
Who the fuck is fred, i stood by the door | |
By that time someone jumped in the window | |
Now what the fuck was i do? bam bam bam | |
The bitch packed a twentytwo | |
Hit him in his head, there she laid him | |
The nigga standin by the door i sprayed him automatic fires | |
And headed for the back | |
I seen that same old brown cadillac | |
It kinda fucked me up at first | |
Cause the nigga that drove that caddy rode away in a hearse | |
I opened up fire on the ride g | |
Who i was shootin for was standin right behind me | |
I had a double barrel pointed at my ass | |
Could this be the end of mr. brad? | |
I don' t know what happened to the slut | |
Well that' s about the time the closet door it opened up | |
kicked open on your ass trick! | |
I' ll be damned if i go out like the last bitch! | |
Heh, fiveoh' s on my ass main | |
They know me by the face, but they don' t know my last name | |
Now i' m back on the case | |
Yeah, just call me mr. scarface |
zuò qǔ : Brad Jordan John Bido | |
Mr. mr. scarface from walking down the block | |
Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks | |
Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends | |
And mr. mr. scarface went up the block again | |
all i have in this world, all i have in this world | |
All i have, all i have, all i have in this world | |
Ahh yeah, hah | |
Mr. scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again! | |
Yea, droppin some of that new | |
Mr. scarface two, on your motherfuckin ass | |
So suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich | |
Or something, bitch | |
Verse one: | |
I don' t give a fuck about the chatter in the background | |
Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down | |
If you don' t know, i recommend you check | |
And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads i put to rest | |
I play a game but the game ain' t roulette | |
Slangin cane is the thang and i beat | |
That there' s a lot of wannabe scarfaces | |
I' ve heard the name in ninetynine different places | |
I' m here to squash it all original will speak | |
Scarface on your ass from the streets | |
I left my cut, in fear of a prison term | |
They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn | |
But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that | |
I refuse to be a visitor in state' s camp | |
So i broke and left behind all i worked for | |
Either that or be sentenced for a drug war | |
And many want to know why i' ve slowed up | |
It' s either that or get fucked | |
Cause laws get happy on the trigger | |
Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga | |
But this ass ain' t made for no caps homey | |
This ass says ' exit only' | |
So i get in the wind but hey | |
A nigga still sold a quarter everyday | |
I sat around for six months black | |
Waitin for the day to make a comeback | |
And now i' m ready for combat | |
Mr. scarface is back | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
all i have in this world, all i have in this world | |
All i have, all i have, all i have in this world | |
Nobody knows my name, they' ll only know this face | |
On the farilla my nigga just call me scarface | |
Verse two: | |
Aiyyo bido, drop that shit | |
Yeah, heh heh | |
Back in the south park, six o' clock on the dot | |
Checkin on my old rock spot | |
I seen the same old set | |
Heh, the small timers see me so they jet | |
Buildin onetwentyeight | |
I got myself a bag and i can' t wait | |
To cut em up small to make a profit | |
Niggaz on the cut short stop it | |
Fiends' ll see em small then they go | |
Where, to see the motherfuckin pro | |
One nigga got pissed | |
And started reachin for his shit | |
Threefiftyseven on your ass fool | |
Like i said before, you don' t get a second chance dude | |
Unloaded on his ass he was hurt | |
Six shots put his dick in the dirt | |
Laid him out like a motherfuckin rug | |
Gettin pumped full of thirtyeight slugs | |
Some other niggaz stepped out y' all | |
Aww shit, i had to make a phone call | |
Hello? | |
Hay jay | |
Whassup? | |
I' m in a little trouble man | |
Where you at? | |
I' m out here in south park village | |
Stay right there, i' ll be right on | |
C' mon let' s take these motherfucers to war main | |
Jay called up some niggaz from the 5th ward | |
And came back with a motherfuckin hit squad | |
Motherfuckin uzi machine | |
Big chief packed an m16 | |
Will and ak with a banana clip | |
And little bill had a god damn pistol grip | |
I hit a little laugh and got me a buzz | |
And that' s about the time they got drugged | |
One more war took place | |
You can call me the shit started, or call me mr. scarface | |
Chorus | |
Verse three: | |
Damn, check this shit out | |
Later on, all alone, you know what happened next | |
Another bitch came by to give me sex | |
It was kind of strange i was thrown off | |
The last bitch got her head blown off | |
But fuck i ain' tsta pass up no pooty | |
She started strippin at the door, oh goody | |
I got in that ass with the quickness | |
Fuckin her down with the diznick | |
I didn' t have to pretend i loved her | |
All she wanted me to do was just fuck her | |
So i gave it up to the lady | |
And all she said was ' fuck me baby, fuck me baby' | |
I started stroking in an outrage | |
The whole while i was starin at my twelve gauge | |
The bitch was makin noise i said i' m killin her | |
And all the while my dick was hard and he was still in her | |
I made a nut as she fell to the floor | |
I heard a knock on the front door | |
I grabbed the twelve gauge from the bed head | |
Who is it? fred who? | |
Who the fuck is fred, i stood by the door | |
By that time someone jumped in the window | |
Now what the fuck was i do? bam bam bam | |
The bitch packed a twentytwo | |
Hit him in his head, there she laid him | |
The nigga standin by the door i sprayed him automatic fires | |
And headed for the back | |
I seen that same old brown cadillac | |
It kinda fucked me up at first | |
Cause the nigga that drove that caddy rode away in a hearse | |
I opened up fire on the ride g | |
Who i was shootin for was standin right behind me | |
I had a double barrel pointed at my ass | |
Could this be the end of mr. brad? | |
I don' t know what happened to the slut | |
Well that' s about the time the closet door it opened up | |
kicked open on your ass trick! | |
I' ll be damned if i go out like the last bitch! | |
Heh, fiveoh' s on my ass main | |
They know me by the face, but they don' t know my last name | |
Now i' m back on the case | |
Yeah, just call me mr. scarface |