1, 2, The 3

歌詞

[Scarface] Yo, let's do it ... we gon' do this one Let the beat ride for a minute though Will {?} in the house from the town FaceMob in this bitch, 'bout to tear shit down Uh-huh, yeah, there it is Yeah Still the, truth in the game ain't a damn thing changed Prone to tote heat up and then shoot flames Double the O.G. of a deuce thug thang Bitches who know me know how I do dames Still, f**kin with James we roll in this shit hard I locked up the South, he locked the 5th Ward Loaded and cocked, I'm known to be a block bleeder Known to get paper and I ain't fin' to stop neither I got ferarri's, drive Porsches and shit Ranch got horses, golf courses and shit Eat shrimp steak crab raw oysters and shit And still f**k around with all my boys in the bricks International nigga, I been in and out the states Kingston, Brazil, bitches feedin me grapes I can, cut it and bake, all I need is some soda, a plate A microwave, Pyrex and a cake You can get it how you want it, what I'm spittin is free I don't need to hold in court what I can hold in the streets Niggaz know how I was raised so ain't no question these Consequences you gon' face when niggaz f**kin with me There it is [Chorus] One for the niggaz wanna cross me up Two for the bitches wanna toss me up Three for the people tryin to get my mail Wanna send me to jail so they can lock me up Four for the hoes who wanna block my shine Five for the snitch who went and dropped that dime Six for the suckers who ain't got no game That's a God damn shame, that's why he hatin on mine [Willie D] From the North to the South I don't need no passes You bitches get out of line, I'ma bleed yo' asses Look man, I ain't the huffin puffin type I'ma put that pistol in your motherf**kin life Mayor {?} call my crib, I be gettin them greens F**kin the finest hoes that can fit in some jeans Take an interest in politics, Chopin and Van Gogh Shoot a motherf**ker up and then go vote They say variety is the spice of life, so we'll f**k the black broads and lay pipe to the whites Puerto Ricans and Latinos, Japs and Filipinos What is y'all trippin fo'? Pussy is pussy I ain't gotta come where you live to shoot you in your sleep I know niggaz in yo' hood that'll do you for me Youse a bitch-made pussy born with no nutsac I'm a motherf**kin stand up cat, that's on the one [Chorus] [Bushwick Bill] Spot a fine-ass bitch and I'm scoopin her up You can sleep on me nigga if you're stupid enough But I'll be standin in your bed receivin from your woman You can bust in, but not while I'm cummin Cause I'm cummin everywhere, in her hair, on her face on her earring, even on the motherf**kin ceiling Keep it playa with a playa, let me get my nut After that, you can kill the bitch, I don't give a f**k Yes indeed, Chuck smoke good weed If it ain't hydro get the f**k out the do' You niggaz drink a few shots and your faculty slow I down the whole f**kin bottle like it's H2O Got the heart and the steel and the will to bust I'm the "Little Big Man" with the big ol' nuts Don't f**k with bitch-mades, too real for that Got the fame and the name but I still will jack, nigga [Chorus]