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  • 作词 : Dean, Gilmour, Jordan, Vaughn ...
    Ain't no sense in you bull*******ttin
    What the ****** is you sayin?
    You know the way that we do ******s
    So what the ****** is you playin? (2x)
    [ verse 1: scarface ]
    Get yo hands up, you see this ****** on a come-up
    Walk into this ****** with a gun up in your sto-mach
    Now point me to the ****** with the seven figures sittin
    Assumin that nobody can hit him, i've come to get him
    I'm starvin, it's 3 o'clock in the mornin
    Wakin you up out your sleep without a warnin
    Good morning, i come to get you for your digits
    Oh, see this forty cal in my hand, she finna get it
    Nobody speakin, don't blink, i probably think somebody reachin
    You make a move, i leave your body leakin all weekend
    Take me to the safe, and i can get you for your bucks
    Or i can shoot this mutha******a up, i don't give a ******
    You make the call for all of y'all
    You can use your brains to think with, or i can leave em hangin on the wall
    What you do when a ****** come through with game too
    Strictly for the ****** with scrilla and name you
    A pastor will introduce you to this casket
    Bull*******ttin me gon' get you blasted
    [ chorus: scarface ]
    We got the powers that move ******s
    What the ****** is you sayin?
    You know the way that we do ******s
    So what the ****** is you playin?
    We got the powers that move ******s
    What the ****** is you sayin?
    [ verse 2: willie d ]
    ******, i be crunk-crunk when it jump-jump
    Leavin mutha******as slump-slump
    In a trunk-trunk, i pump-pump
    Bullets into the flesh and leave you naked
    Stop prayin for this mutha******a, he ain't gon' make it
    You have to take it straight to his mutha****** dome
    If anybody come lookin for him, tell him he gone
    Can't you see his mutha****** eyes jumpin around
    Can't you see his mutha****** thighs humpin the ground
    It's goin down, when times are hard i feel like this
    Before i starve i'ma kill me a ******
    *******t, i want that mutha****** **** and the cash
    And i can take it out your pockets or your ass
    Don't make me blast
    The last way you wanna see me is disgruntled
    Cause i shoot you in your mutha****** face and leave you horizontal
    My .45 signfies who's boss
    You play with me, i have your ass startin the news off
    Close your ****** mouth and keep your ******suckers tight as a gurtle
    Don't turn this robbery into a murder
    Unless you tired of livin, put your possession in my custody
    My finger's itchy, don't you ****** with me
    [ chorus: scarface ]
    [ verse 3: doracell ]
    Wake your ass up and shove, ******, good morning
    Oh, what it's all about, doracell is in your home and
    The pistol's in your mouth, ******, and it's on and
    I represent that south, ******, i bring it on and
    Mutha******a, make this *******t a simple situation, give me the loot
    ??? your baby and that ******, i'ma shoot, and that's the truth
    My pistol piece up against the wig
    I ain'ts to be up in this ****** for long, ******, you dig?
    You baby-sit? ******, i don't give a ******
    A ****** fresh out of prison, down on my luck
    What's up, cold steel touchin on your dome
    Excellent chrome about to roam through your home
    Break yourself and i'm gone, it's all about the cheddar
    ******, ain't no sense in frontin, fool's livin better
    ******, plus i'm bigger, g.b.'s in this ******
    Know what i'm sayin? i'm the mutha****** man
    [ chorus: scarface ]
  • 作词 : Dean, Gilmour, Jordan, Vaughn ...
    Ain't no sense in you bull*******ttin
    What the ****** is you sayin?
    You know the way that we do ******s
    So what the ****** is you playin? (2x)
    [ verse 1: scarface ]
    Get yo hands up, you see this ****** on a come-up
    Walk into this ****** with a gun up in your sto-mach
    Now point me to the ****** with the seven figures sittin
    Assumin that nobody can hit him, i've come to get him
    I'm starvin, it's 3 o'clock in the mornin
    Wakin you up out your sleep without a warnin
    Good morning, i come to get you for your digits
    Oh, see this forty cal in my hand, she finna get it
    Nobody speakin, don't blink, i probably think somebody reachin
    You make a move, i leave your body leakin all weekend
    Take me to the safe, and i can get you for your bucks
    Or i can shoot this mutha******a up, i don't give a ******
    You make the call for all of y'all
    You can use your brains to think with, or i can leave em hangin on the wall
    What you do when a ****** come through with game too
    Strictly for the ****** with scrilla and name you
    A pastor will introduce you to this casket
    Bull*******ttin me gon' get you blasted
    [ chorus: scarface ]
    We got the powers that move ******s
    What the ****** is you sayin?
    You know the way that we do ******s
    So what the ****** is you playin?
    We got the powers that move ******s
    What the ****** is you sayin?
    [ verse 2: willie d ]
    ******, i be crunk-crunk when it jump-jump
    Leavin mutha******as slump-slump
    In a trunk-trunk, i pump-pump
    Bullets into the flesh and leave you naked
    Stop prayin for this mutha******a, he ain't gon' make it
    You have to take it straight to his mutha****** dome
    If anybody come lookin for him, tell him he gone
    Can't you see his mutha****** eyes jumpin around
    Can't you see his mutha****** thighs humpin the ground
    It's goin down, when times are hard i feel like this
    Before i starve i'ma kill me a ******
    *******t, i want that mutha****** **** and the cash
    And i can take it out your pockets or your ass
    Don't make me blast
    The last way you wanna see me is disgruntled
    Cause i shoot you in your mutha****** face and leave you horizontal
    My .45 signfies who's boss
    You play with me, i have your ass startin the news off
    Close your ****** mouth and keep your ******suckers tight as a gurtle
    Don't turn this robbery into a murder
    Unless you tired of livin, put your possession in my custody
    My finger's itchy, don't you ****** with me
    [ chorus: scarface ]
    [ verse 3: doracell ]
    Wake your ass up and shove, ******, good morning
    Oh, what it's all about, doracell is in your home and
    The pistol's in your mouth, ******, and it's on and
    I represent that south, ******, i bring it on and
    Mutha******a, make this *******t a simple situation, give me the loot
    ??? your baby and that ******, i'ma shoot, and that's the truth
    My pistol piece up against the wig
    I ain'ts to be up in this ****** for long, ******, you dig?
    You baby-sit? ******, i don't give a ******
    A ****** fresh out of prison, down on my luck
    What's up, cold steel touchin on your dome
    Excellent chrome about to roam through your home
    Break yourself and i'm gone, it's all about the cheddar
    ******, ain't no sense in frontin, fool's livin better
    ******, plus i'm bigger, g.b.'s in this ******
    Know what i'm sayin? i'm the mutha****** man
    [ chorus: scarface ]