stop neither I got Ferrari's, drive Porches and shit Ranch got horses, golf courses and shit Eat shrimp, steak, crab, raw oysters and shit And still fuck around with all my boys
(scarface) Let me get when I rock the...the..the... This shit ain't got no fuckin drums in it man Daym, wht don't you put some fuckin drums in the music
Have to put a 74 codes for my thug niggas wishing to be out with the bad ass brother and my nigga ace to try end the stugle with out no case with brothers
Geto boys Geto boys Geto boys Geto boys (don't fuck with me) --> tony montana [ verse 1: johny c ] As I walked through 5th ward, I saw this man
Hey yo, check dis dope ass beat out Willie back in da muthafuckin house and I got my niggas Da menace clan on dis one to help me out And we representin
[ verse 1: willie d ] No sooner than I walk in the club I'm gettin love from the masses Women admirin my baldhead and glasses They makin passes, I see
Verse one: bushwick bill I told you size wasn't shit That's why I murdered your neices Wasn't my fault they found they head cut in 88 pieces Don't let
't no mutha fuckin joke back in 91 shit just ain't happenin foo. I never had a goddamned thing christmas came and went, without a choo choo train, in the geto
cards right A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth 'cause real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights And niggas always gotta high cap Showin' all his boys
I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine I'm comin' with a good line, runnin' after one time I'm sick of you hoes tryin' to run mine I'm comin' with a
It's the return of the murderer, maniac madman Fully automatic M 11 in the handbag The ending of it, the beginning of the Baghdad Your brains blowed out
Intro: [willie d of geto boys] Still going Yeah, here we go again We bout to roll on some motherfuckers G.B. rap-a-lot mafia Recognize the mob nigga All
Department chrone master speaking. Yo "d" what's up? Just chillin' man what's up? Give 'em geto boys a ring. Hold 'em down. Geto boys. Ay
Trouble seems to catch a motherfucker with his cards down Gotta keep my drawers up, shit's gettin hard now These motherfuckin cops be plantin shit on
(scarface talkin') (scarface & willie d) I got a partner who been gone for eleven flat And I ain't seen him since he's been gone imagine that A young
get them muthafuckers how can I win Three a.m. coming from the club caught the pussies Me and four niggas hiding in the bushes Jumped out like the jump out boys
Intro: [willie d] Geto boys (g.b.)'98 We gonna set this shit straight, belive that Don't you wish sometimes you can be free Free from incarceration Free
All I have in this scar is balls (x6) balls, right word (gunshot) balls, right word (don't fuck with me) balls, right word (gunshot) balls, right word
