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Letra actual de la canción
Album: Balls and My Word<br /><br /><br /><br />[Talking]<br />Nigga don't act like he don't know who I'm talkin' bout<br /><br />(Fifty-Cent piece drops on table)<br />[Coinciding With 50 Cent's Intro on 'Get Rich Or Die Tryin']<br /><br />[Scarface]<br />It's your worst day, run and tell somebody<br />It's your worst day.<br />It's your worst day, run and tell somebody<br />It's your worst day.<br /><br />What it is?, nigga!<br />You don't wanna get involved with this here, nigga!<br />Is you a bitch nigga?, you a bitch nigga!<br />Look at yourself and then analyze me!<br />This motherfucking G<br />It's the flossy, you got girl draws and<br />Girl flaws and, a braud nigga!<br />I peeped your whole hand when you came in<br />I'm a man and I hang men<br />Play the game to win<br />All mission play on ten<br />Scarface 'finna do it again<br />Mash you nigga, stash them niggas<br />Don't make me upstrap and blast you niggas<br />Once again, it's a only if you must I do it<br />Lock you in my scope and blast your ass through it<br />I'ma poet<br />The image and the style that you used to<br />Cuz you don't keep it real like you used to<br />A O.G., S.A., fool to the hole fa'sho<br />So niggas slow your motherfucking roll<br />'Fore I come through with the same M-11<br />The Feds took from me, and shoot you in yo motherfucking stomach<br /><br />[Chorus: Scarface]<br />You a Snitch Nigga, when you rat on yo friends<br />Bitch Nigga, when you still be in pads with yo kin<br />You'z a Snitch Nigga, running when the drama go's down<br />You was ballin' at first what happened to the man in the south<br />You a Snitch Nigga, specializin' at bumpin' ya gums<br />Bitch Nigga, countin' on ya bricks but all I see is crumbs<br />Snitch Nigga, ain't you tired of running your mouth<br />And you can go home, 'fore the Devil run in your house<br /><br />[Verse: Z-Ro]<br />Now snitch fellas get up under my skin<br />That's why I don't mess with friends<br />Unless it's my Mac-10<br />I'm the king of the ghetto, Z-Ro the crooked in the flesh<br />Looking for head shots, cuz bitch fellas get the bullet-proof vests<br />What you scared for?<br />What happened to all the tough ass talk<br />The way you was bumpin', I thought you had a taste for asphalt<br />Look at momma's baby out here starvin' for his ass<br />Whippin', chiefin', with a magician then drippin' out his ass, listen<br />I'll be damned if I pull a rabbit out a hat<br />Well pull my 40 out of holster, and do this snitch fella on his back<br />WHOA!, look how I handled this .44<br />My conscience be screaming Z-Ro Murder Mo!, Murder Mo!<br />And these snitch fellas on "How I'm Living" try snitchin' on "BET"<br />But got a restraining order against "Murder I-N-C"<br />This how we ride, and ain't never gon' make a switch dude<br />Z-Ro the Crooked, I'll be damned if I be a snitch fool<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Verse 3: Bun B]<br />It's Bun B I go back-a like "Atlanta Black Crackers"<br />I back-slap a, back-packer, from here to Cakalacka{Carolina's}<br />Wack cracka, short stopper or dope beginner<br />Bitch I ain't ya chicken hitter, bring the heater get you wetter(get you<br />wetter)<br />We can flip the caliber magnum hanger<br />Step a bear off in his chest, you better hope I don't land one<br />If I cock the bitch back..aim it at your chest<br />It'll be piece before they even find the pieces to your vest<br />We relievers of ya stress..ease ya fame<br />Put this pistol in your mouth, you better lead them treason games<br />Now when ya momma warned ya about<br />Bun and he's insane<br />Kill a kid over a quarter, who just keeps plain<br />Now watch this kids plain, 'fore you fuckin with the triller<br />Z-Ro the young guerilla<br />And Face the born killa<br />(Bitch Nigga)<br />Bend around in the dark for dough<br />(Bitch Nigga)<br />You here the sounds you spark for the floor<br /><br />[Chorus]
Letra nueva de la canción
Album: Balls and My Word<br /><br /><br /><br />[Talking]<br />Nigga don't act like he don't know who I'm talkin' bout<br /><br />(Fifty-Cent piece drops on table)<br />[Coinciding With 50 Cent's Intro on 'Get Rich Or Die Tryin']<br /><br />[Scarface]<br />It's your worst day, run and tell somebody<br />It's your worst day.<br />It's your worst day, run and tell somebody<br />It's your worst day.<br /><br />What it is?, nigga!<br />You don't wanna get involved with this here, nigga!<br />Is you a bitch nigga?, you a bitch nigga!<br />Look at yourself and then analyze me!<br />This motherfucking G<br />It's the flossy, you got girl draws and<br />Girl flaws and, a braud nigga!<br />I peeped your whole hand when you came in<br />I'm a man and I hang men<br />Play the game to win<br />All mission play on ten<br />Scarface 'finna do it again<br />Mash you nigga, stash them niggas<br />Don't make me upstrap and blast you niggas<br />Once again, it's a only if you must I do it<br />Lock you in my scope and blast your ass through it<br />I'ma poet<br />The image and the style that you used to<br />Cuz you don't keep it real like you used to<br />A O.G., S.A., fool to the hole fa'sho<br />So niggas slow your motherfucking roll<br />'Fore I come through with the same M-11<br />The Feds took from me, and shoot you in yo motherfucking stomach<br /><br />[Chorus: Scarface]<br />You a Snitch Nigga, when you rat on yo friends<br />Bitch Nigga, when you still be in pads with yo kin<br />You'z a Snitch Nigga, running when the drama go's down<br />You was ballin' at first what happened to the man in the south<br />You a Snitch Nigga, specializin' at bumpin' ya gums<br />Bitch Nigga, countin' on ya bricks but all I see is crumbs<br />Snitch Nigga, ain't you tired of running your mouth<br />And you can go home, 'fore the Devil run in your house<br /><br />[Verse: Z-Ro]<br />Now snitch fellas get up under my skin<br />That's why I don't mess with friends<br />Unless it's my Mac-10<br />I'm the king of the ghetto, Z-Ro the crooked in the flesh<br />Looking for head shots, cuz bitch fellas get the bullet-proof vests<br />What you scared for?<br />What happened to all the tough ass talk<br />The way you was bumpin', I thought you had a taste for asphalt<br />Look at momma's baby out here starvin' for his ass<br />Whippin', chiefin', with a magician then drippin' out his ass, listen<br />I'll be damned if I pull a rabbit out a hat<br />Well pull my 40 out of holster, and do this snitch fella on his back<br />WHOA!, look how I handled this .44<br />My conscience be screaming Z-Ro Murder Mo!, Murder Mo!<br />And these snitch fellas on "How I'm Living" try snitchin' on "BET"<br />But got a restraining order against "Murder I-N-C"<br />This how we ride, and ain't never gon' make a switch dude<br />Z-Ro the Crooked, I'll be damned if I be a snitch fool<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Verse 3: Bun B]<br />It's Bun B I go back-a like "Atlanta Black Crackers"<br />I back-slap a, back-packer, from here to Cakalacka{Carolina's}<br />Wack cracka, short stopper or dope beginner<br />Bitch I ain't ya chicken hitter, bring the heater get you wetter(get you<br />wetter)<br />We can flip the caliber magnum hanger<br />Step a bear off in his chest, you better hope I don't land one<br />If I cock the bitch back..aim it at your chest<br />It'll be piece before they even find the pieces to your vest<br />We relievers of ya stress..ease ya fame<br />Put this pistol in your mouth, you better lead them treason games<br />Now when ya momma warned ya about<br />Bun and he's insane<br />Kill a kid over a quarter, who just keeps plain<br />Now watch this kids plain, 'fore you fuckin with the triller<br />Z-Ro the young guerilla<br />And Face the born killa<br />(Bitch Nigga)<br />Bend around in the dark for dough<br />(Bitch Nigga)<br />You here the sounds you spark for the floor<br /><br />[Chorus]
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