Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

[scarface]

They love me

They say now pass the ganga to the left hand side
Filppin in the range rover blowing past the one times.
Hit me with the (whoop whoop)
Bubble gum flashing in my rear view
Spraying freshener trying to steer too
Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side
Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride
Got a loaded 45 inside
That keep for protection when i'm riding by
My smith and wesson got a scope too
And i may have caught a body on it
For those who get just know somebody want it
They only ?????
To know that you ain't done shit
But still you got them haters in your business
I'm paraniod she's blowing my high
And she knew that i was buzzin from the red in my eye
Got my license and my papers, showed me my picture on the source
Then what the fuck you stopping me for?
And she said

[chorus]
Gangsta ow
Put me down, now
Gang-sata put me down
Now, ow

[scarface]

So i gave her my cellular number and told her call me up
Beating on my dashboard hot than a fuck
Cause i done chunked a half a square thinkin 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up
I continue on my mission to my grandma''s house
Hollering at my homeboy who just got out
What's up let's roll
Get you some clothes
Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes.
Lets go
Made to the mall hoes thick
Listenting to pac saying that's the shit.
Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue
Telling me she like what i do
And the hoe was like

[chorus]

[willie-d]

Willie d's rollin on these
In a drop top a-z-u-r-e
With the knock, knock banging listening
To a song my nigga face singing
Eardurms just a ringing, my homey brining
A couple of honies to the hideaway
We gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away
Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep
We rolling to the baby johnson fight a 100 niggas deep
Ain't bringing sand to beach
I got my eyes on some freak ass broads
And menage-a-trois
Never kiss and tell i keeps em horney as hell
And take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell
Got more mail than the post office let me remind you
Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you
Freaky deaky, fready deaky deaky
When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask

[chorus x3]

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 from paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters

Verse 1:
[willie d]
So many problems that exist in my world today
When i'm deceased, i want my little baby girl to say
That he was real
He loved me with all his heart
He loved mama too
Even though they sometimes fought
A young nigga in the ghetto
With plenty of dreams
Surrounded by the police
And many of fiends
At 13 started mobbin'
14 started robbin'
It's hard to have morals and values
When you're starvin'
Abused, misused, and plus a bad dresser
Nobody ever told me i was special
I put a gang of tears in my mamma's eyes
But she died
Before i got a chance to apologize
It hurts to see my baby sister feeling the pain
It hurts to see my baby brother still in the game
Ain't nothin' change but my finances
I still be stressed
All these motherfucking worries got a nigga depressed
I'm just tired
Every night, i pray to jesus, rescue me
>from the poverty, hate, racism and diseases
So the lord said
He prepared a place for me
And when he do that
I'ma be free, yeah

Chorus:
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free

Verse 2:
[scarface]
Now as i walk around in my drawers
Outside smoking weed while i scratch my balls
I'm reminsing on my homies who been lock tight
Or got light
Behind trying to feed their family one night
It's not right
Suppose you watch your mamma suffer
Cause ain't another
Her kids trying they off they ass
It's gettin' rougher and tougher
By all means nigga get your cream
Stop storming what they calling this american dream
And why you looking up for a role model
You be your model
Look who we follow
Niggas forgot about the problem
And single parent upbringings
We doing bad on our ass
Nigga fuck singing
How you gonna tell me to keep it positive
And growing up i didn't have a pop to give
So these mother fucking streets is where i gots to live
Fuck what you saying 'bout me
I'm sittin'on a couple g's and smoking weed
I'm free

Chorus:
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free
I wanna be free
Gettin' tired of waitin'
I gotta be free

Verse 3:
[willie d]
Nobody understands me but me
It used to bother me at first
But now my conscience is free
I ask the lord to give me strength
And bless the hood
And keep these fake motherfuckers out my life for good
Knock on wood
I'm still here through all these trials and tribulations
Tryin' to make it
Shit, a lot of niggas couldn't take it
My girls hate it
When i go to clubs and stay out late
She think i'm fucking around with hoes
Gimme a break
Get off my case
Can i be committed to you
And ride 'round without feelin' tied down
Damn girl, i catch enough hell on the streets
When i come home
I want some tender lovin' and peace
No one can take your place, you my ace
I dig your jealously boo
But sometimes i need my space
I keep you laced
Like you won the lottery see
But god damn i gotta be free

Chorus:(2x)
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free
I wanna be free
Gettin' tired of waitin'
I gotta be free

[ 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 they asses, i'm gettin flirty
I got that liquor in my system plus i'm wild and dirty
In my pockets is tickets for the rockets
Million dollar nigga from the projects
I see no logic in niggas' hate when i ride past
My .45 sing lullabyes to they tired ass
See me, i be a candidate for bustin
Don't fuck around unless you ready for the repercussions
Baby blushing, she drives a benz, but i handle em all
Sophisticated as fuck, and she ain't wearin no drawers

[ verse 2: scarface ]
I met the broad in the parking lot, riding a 'stang
Pulled her way up to her parking spot, the escalade
She hesitated for a minute, then she finally stopped
When she seen a nigga hollerin at her ridin a drop
Out her car to my passenger side the bitch came
Say she in a hurry this time, but no thang
Here's the pager number, i can call at night
Rarely ever beeped a bitch, but this broad was tight
Better yet got the cellular number, she seemed changed
Diamonds 'bout the size of a dime, and these thangs
Tend to to em open, no question and one reason
That diamonds be a girl's best friends, so i treat them
Like bitches

[ verse 3: tela ]
These bitches i be doin in, hoes i be screwin, and
If she talk about her friends, then i probably flew em in
What's a man troublin, like fuckin in a bubble benz
With her hair in the wind, sittin up from the rim
Gettin ????, plenty room, it was in the month of june
I was on promotional, she was into trickin dudes
I'm no dude, or no guy, but i can fuckin get you high
I won't tell you any lie, i don't play with any mind
She know about the l-o-t and how we roll
She know about the l-o-t and say we all cold
We can keep this on the we-know, we meet back in rio
My bitch and my ho, my half-black philipino
You know
Come on

Suicide, it's a suicide...

[scarface]
Retaliation is a must
Leavin' opposition in the dust
In mob we trust, fuckin' with us gon' get your bust
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
You will die, nigga, you will die
Just like your homeboy did
When we teed off on him
And since you want drama, we fend the weed off the corner
And when i ride
All these niggas better ride
So if you hoes got pride
Then bring your asses outside
And let me say your bad side
But don't you never let me see you sweat
I'm leaving motherfuckers silhouettes - wet
And you can take that as a treath
But i'ma make the promise
These nigga here is comin'
Sick enough to let to make a maggot vomit
With the intentions to retaliate
Illuminatin', then evacuate
Fuck the tear drops on the casket tops
Just open up with shots from the plastic glock
That leave your ass get got
It's all about gettin' even
Get them muthafuckas when you see 'em
Stop em from breathin

[007]
Retaliation
Look at all the heat that you're facing
15 niggas agg in your living room waiting
Passin out shit, bags
Click clacks - toe tags
We came and we kicked that ass
Who run this? double-o-seven
Out of 17 and guaranteed to get eleven
I guess you think you're safe
Sorry that you did it
Hoe, it's too late
Bitch, you shouldn'ta did it
One by one niggas get they ass done
Pussy make me laugh, nigga, money make me come
Nigga set for life
All on this in pay-per-view
?callin? shots make you call yo' whole fuckin' crew
We gotcha

[madd dogg]
I ain't playin with this one, pass the pistol
Warriors come out the play when we whistle
What's that sound? is that them - in the background?
I let the mac clown and shut this whole set down
Rap-a-lot mafia's murderous circle
We kill em done, go get your guns
None survive when i scream the die-die
It's the mister from the free time the dum-dum
Retaliation is a must
Who in the fuck gave you muthafuckas the nuts
To try to buck
Wanna bust? nigga what?!
It's dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, in the back is where the pistols pump
I lift em up, gives a fuck
I'm quick to bust
Hit 'em up, get 'em up
Once i send 'em up
Now ??? get enough of my gangsta stuff
Retaliation is a muthafuckin' must

[k.b.]
I stumbled out the club ????
Drunk as fuck
And plus my visions is blurry
My face swoll' the fuck up
Clothes all muddy
It was buddy
From last week who i got into that argument
With - came back with his click
Muthafuckas in some deep shit
And so they asses got to pay
Make my way to a pay phone and hit j.
"hey, i just got jumped on
I'm over here at ???
It's the mob that ?? to the brain to the gathor
A few minutes later
I saw the muthafuckin' hummer
Here comes big chief
Mac-11, ready to bomb a
Cock suckers
??? niggas
Was gonna touch 'em
Muthafuck' the law
They ass went up, my nigga bust 'em
This is my biz
Kill 'em all
Don't leave no witness
Make you muthafuckas wishin' you wouldn'ta you done this
Handle your business
You violated my probation
Had to fry they ass like bacon
For fuckin' with me: retaliation!

[ intro: scarface ]
Ain't no sense in you bullshittin
What the fuck is you sayin?
You know the way that we do niggas
So what the fuck is you playin? (2x)

[ verse 1: scarface ]
Get yo hands up, you see this nigga on a come-up
Walk into this bitch with a gun up in your sto-mach
Now point me to the nigga 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 muthafucka up, i don't give a fuck
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 nigga come through with game too
Strictly for the nigga with scrilla and name you
A pastor will introduce you to this casket
Bullshittin me gon' get you blasted

[ chorus: scarface ]
We got the powers that move niggas
What the fuck is you sayin?
You know the way that we do niggas
So what the fuck is you playin?
We got the powers that move niggas
What the fuck is you sayin?

[ verse 2: willie d ]
Nigga, i be crunk-crunk when it jump-jump
Leavin muthafuckas slump-slump
In a trunk-trunk, i pump-pump
Bullets into the flesh and leave you naked
Stop prayin for this muthafucka, he ain't gon' make it
You have to take it straight to his muthafuckin dome
If anybody come lookin for him, tell him he gone
Can't you see his muthafuckin eyes jumpin around
Can't you see his muthafuckin thighs humpin the ground
It's goin down, when times are hard i feel like this
Before i starve i'ma kill me a bitch
Shit, i want that muthafuckin dope 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 muthafuckin 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 fuckin mouth and keep your dicksuckers 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 fuck with me

[ chorus: scarface ]

[ verse 3: doracell ]
Wake your ass up and shove, nigga, good morning
Oh, what it's all about, doracell is in your home and
The pistol's in your mouth, nigga, and it's on and
I represent that south, nigga, i bring it on and
Muthafucka, make this shit a simple situation, give me the loot
??? your baby and that bitch, i'ma shoot, and that's the truth
My pistol piece up against the wig
I ain'ts to be up in this bitch for long, nigga, you dig?
You baby-sit? nigga, i don't give a fuck
A nigga 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
Nigga, ain't no sense in frontin, fool's livin better
Nigga, plus i'm bigger, g.b.'s in this bitch
Know what i'm sayin? i'm the muthafuckin man

[ chorus: scarface ]

(scarface talkin')

(scarface & willie d)
I got a partner who been gone but we [??]
And i ain't seen him since he's been gone imagine that
A young nigga in the hood i grew up in
Fightin a battle in the system that no one wins
And all these niggas go for bad when they lose friends
Gettin impossible to top all the loosed ends
My homeboy lost his sista in a carry
He's still alive but through her eyes he done saw her death
And when he came he was violent
And when he left she was silent (silent)
No other way left to describin
You tellin niggas keep they heads up you fool you
When they killin niggas like they used to
And ain't no muthafuckin body fightin back
Pretty soon they gon be hangin blacks (why?)
Cause niggas won't react we're takin eye 4 an eye
And a tomb for tomb do them bitches like they do us
Cockin back and shoot

(chorus #1)
Lockin low standin at the end of the road
Glocks explode you muthafuckas reap what you sow
Lock the doors ain't nobody leavin alive
At the end of the line we gotta die

(chorus2)
That's why we're takin eye 4 an eye
And a tomb for tomb
Do them bitches like they do us
Cockin back and shoot
Lockin low standin at the end of the road
Rob and blew
You ride 4 me i ride 4 you

(verse 2)
And when you pop them muthafuckas
You pop them bitches till they stop bleed
I'm coming through and my glock leaps
And they stop breathin
You tell his muthafuckin mama:'stop grievin'
Cause we're not leavin
Until she know how to feels to lose a loved one
Muthafuck' a redneck race
(fuck that nigga let's slug one nigga)
Tied the bitch by his ankles to the back of a truck
Rag his ass till his body parts whip to fuck up

(chorus #1)

(verse 3)
That's why i'm keepin my peace of mind
Poverty destruction to be destroy
Everything that they'd touches
Leavin niggas on crunches
And the whole neighborhood in pain
We bow our heads and continue to pray

(chorus #1 + #2)

(verse 4)
You disrespect our community when you come around
[??] of black ministers to calm us down
Bitch fuck peace and the police
Until the bullshit cease it's a war in the belly of the beast
A neck-turner-learner
I keep my finger on the fuckin trigga
I ain't scared like these other niggas
Black life bein lost to you cannibal types
While you're fightin over animal rights
You cannibal wives
And cavitate 'em like they did do
And let em wroughtin the woods
Leave em sittin over burnt food
It's cold blooded
Cause we can't get a fair shot
We did in 20 years for dime rocks
Three strikes and shit for niggas and the rod doles
Not for the crack it's all for [??] and i hope (i hope)
But painfully we're all overcomin
But ain't no muthafuckin singin
You want drama we can bring it

(willie d)
Look i'ma say this shit one time and one time only
We ain't against all white people
But we are against all white people that's against us
Fuck all you muthafuckas!!

(verse 5 & chorus #1 + #2)
Fuck the jail cells
Fuck the [?maniac ass dogs?]
Fuck the chewing tobacco
Fuck the confederate flag
And fuck your militias
Your shotguns in the back of your pickups!
You cow-herdin, sheep-fuckin, horseback-ridin
Berefoot-walkin, tractor-drivin, trailer-parkin
Cousin-fuckin, nigga-jew-hatin
Redneck racist (you muthafucka!!)
You muthafuckas are unbelievable
Y'all talkin all that shit about go back to africa
You were'nt talkin all that shit when we was out there in them fields sweatin
Pickin that cotton for y'all muthafuckin asses
Re-feel this muthafucka
We deserve just as much if not more
Prosperity then you hoes do
Angry white men
Who the fuck you angry with
You should be angry with your muthafuckin self
Because we don't own corporate america
Y'all do
Corporated america is 70 % white male anglo saxon
Y'all run the muthafuckin
Y'all took the job lower these
You wanna be bad at somebody
Be mad at your goddamned self
But if you wanna get it on we can get it on muthafucka
Till the break of dawn you understand what i'm sayin
You wanna race war
We got it
I ain't scared to you muthafuckas