Scarface

[00:00.68] Blood gushing, I think I hear a sirens
[00:23.07] Chiefing on that, think I hear my heart beat
[00:25.35] Freddie smoking, got me rolling stogies on a dark street
[00:28.10] Let's jack this nigga cause he got some shit we can't afford
[00:30.63] Another day in Gary, 'nother couple niggas in the morgue
[00:33.35] He got the beating, his weed crumbs on plush seats
[00:36.06] Niggas wanna hate, they get yellow tape'd and white sheets
[00:38.69] And he steady talking, my chopper, he gonna let it rip
[00:41.38] All the bullets tagging my name on this banana clip
[00:44.00] Life's a bitch, I was a virgin, hope she let me fuck
[00:46.89] Pray I miss before a nigga bust his last nut
[00:49.06] Homie '84 got the same ribs that mine had
[00:51.54] Freddie jumped up in it like freshman year with the dime bags
[00:54.59] I started small time, dope game, cocaine
[00:57.39] Pulling stick ups to the nigga from a no name
[00:59.73] Diamond bezel, went from pebbles to a whole thing
[01:02.30] Now them punk detectives in my section know my whole name
[01:05.26] Gibbs, nigga
[01:08.19] (Interlude)
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