SCARFACE ft. Curren$y Lyrics

Swung by on the car phone

Niggas lookin'

Six pots on the stove, everybody cookin

Jet life over hoes, fuck how you took it

I'ma shoot you straight, bro, everybody crooked

Riskwas large, but we took it

We not pussy

Sixty-one Impala hydraulics and new bushings

Sittin' outside, plottin' on how to push it

To the limit, just how Scarface did it

Or them Rozay lyrics

Put some O.J. in it, lil' cut on that Henny

Stack it, spin it

We in those vintage Brahma's, Benz's

I'm that nigga, they just made my image

This God givin' not gimmicks, this that championship for pendants

First place, medals, Golden Cup, the winners have entered

Raise your glasses to us

Swung by on the car phone

Niggas lookin'

Six pots on the stove, everybody cookin

Jet life over hoes, fuck how you took it

I'ma shoot you straight, bro, everybody crooked

Riskwas large, but we took it

We not pussy

Sixty-one Impala hydraulics and new bushings

Sittin' outside, plottin' on how to push it

To the limit, just how Scarface did it

And we ain't finished yet

From where hard times and bad luck intersect

In this lane, I done seen plenty niggas wreck

Couldn't do it right, had to learn to finish with the left

Shit, my nigga, I suggest

Get your money and get right out of her

Feds raiding houses and judges givin' up calendars

Waitin' on my cousin's trial

It's been a minute since they locked him up

Them pictures worth a thousand years from federal photographers

Put some cash away for the lawyer fees if you countin' up

Pay for all of this with the royalties if you doubtin' us

Started my own label, now at the table with the bosses at

It's goin' down in history, gotta learn me through the artifacts

Dott

Slide by through the hood, everybody lookin'

Six stoves in the house and everybody cookin

Throw the West in your face, fuck how you took it

Knowin God got my back, I tell him good lookin'

We took risks on some shit when we knew we shouldn't

Six-One Impala, I ain't got it, but I'm still whippin

Outside with my niggas, plottin' how to push it

To the limit, same way that Scarface did it

The world Chico and everything in it

I wanted all, except the Scarface ending

Wanted all, 'cept the Scarface ending

Uh, slide by through the hood, everybody lookin

Six stoves in the house and everybody cookin' Throw the West in your face, fuck how you took it

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