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Scarface (Slowdown Mix) Video (MV)




Performed By: Dopetrackz
Language: English
Length: 4:51
Written by: Emmanuel Villaruel




Dopetrackz - Scarface (Slowdown Mix) Lyrics
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How hard could you ball Til they plot a lick
How bright could you shine fore they snatch your shit
Yeah she bad but do you trust that chick
Yeah that's your dawg How you know he ain't gon flip
How high could you stack fore they run in your shit
How high could you sit fore they jack you for your whip
Yeah she thick but is she your ride or die chick
Under pressure even family will snitch
Ever since Scarface killed Manolo
I been riding through this cold world solo
Talking to my dead home boys in they photos
Talking bout f*ck these other n.i.g.g.a.z cause they don't know
What the f*ck is going on in my f*cking dome yo
Trying to gas me up, f*ck I look like Sunoco
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my bruh, you ain't my round
You ain't from my hood, my block or side of town
And if I ain't know you when we was kicking rocks as a jit
Then you don't know me when I'm on top and I'm the shit
Cause snakes come in all shapes and different sizes
That's why I make sure this toolie right here is unbiased
How hard could you ball Til they plot a lick
How bright could you shine fore they snatch your shit
Yeah she bad but do you trust that chick
Yeah that's your dawg How you know he ain't gon flip
How high could you stack fore they run in your shit
How high could you sit fore they jack you for your whip
Yeah she thick but is she your ride or die chick
Under pressure even family will snitch
See that's why I don't f*ck with no man or woman
Now a days everybody trying to run game
But I be peeping game and I see it in your face
You just another n.i.g.g.a. don't wanna see me in the game
Yeah n.i.g.g.a I see the hate in your eyes
I knew from the jump you was a snake in disguise
I'm just a Big Boi outcast from others
I got to have the dollars I'll blast ya partner
That's wsup n.i.g.g.a. now that's the business
I catch that ass slipping I'ma give you the business
F*ck these snitches and these hating bitches
And these ho ass n.i.g.g.a.s. Aye we making ditches
I ain't playing with it This ain't no act boy
I got a message for the robbers and the jack boy
I ain't gon knock your game stop your game
I'll pop you man drop you man now run that shit
How hard could you ball Til they plot a lick
How bright could you shine fore they snatch your shit
Yeah she bad but do you trust that chick
Yeah that's your dawg How you know he ain't gon flip
How high could you stack fore they run in your shit
How high could you sit fore they jack you for your whip
Yeah she thick but is she your ride or die chick
Under pressure even family will snitch
Make a death wish try to f*ck a deaf bitch
Anything to getcha pockets full of dead presidents
Anything to move a n.i.g.g.a out to new residence
Yeah I'm the dope boy but you don't have the evidence
It ain't a question n.i.g.g.a it's unevident
How a manage to make 30 large without the witnesses
Because I don't got a lot of n.i.g.g.a.s in my businesses
My dawg dropping 30 bricks down my chimney
The plug fronts willingly because I am considering
He know I can make it disappear immediately
Throwing rocks at the pen so damn repeatedly
When the ho's on the streets had no belief in me
Til I got my gold teeth, til I got my gold ring
Got the gold watch, gold bracelet and the gold chain
Was doing numbers on the low can't help but call a n.i.g.g.a name
Mr. Main Event Dope Boy selling everything
How hard could you ball Til they plot a lick
How bright could you shine fore they snatch your shit
Yeah she bad but do you trust that chick
Yeah that's your dawg How you know he ain't gon flip
How high could you stack fore they run in your shit
How high could you sit fore they jack you for your whip
Yeah she thick but is she your ride or die chick
Under pressure even family will snitch
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How hard could you ball Til they plot a lick
How bright could you shine fore they snatch your shit
Yeah she bad but do you trust that chick
Yeah that's your dawg How you know he ain't gon flip
How high could you stack fore they run in your shit
How high could you sit fore they jack you for your whip
Yeah she thick but is she your ride or die chick
Under pressure even family will snitch
Ever since Scarface killed Manolo
I been riding through this cold world solo
Talking to my dead home boys in they photos
Talking bout f*ck these other n.i.g.g.a.z cause they don't know
What the f*ck is going on in my f*cking dome yo
Trying to gas me up, f*ck I look like Sunoco
You ain't my dawg, you ain't my bruh, you ain't my round
You ain't from my hood, my block or side of town
And if I ain't know you when we was kicking rocks as a jit
Then you don't know me when I'm on top and I'm the shit
Cause snakes come in all shapes and different sizes
That's why I make sure this toolie right here is unbiased
How hard could you ball Til they plot a lick
How bright could you shine fore they snatch your shit
Yeah she bad but do you trust that chick
Yeah that's your dawg How you know he ain't gon flip
How high could you stack fore they run in your shit
How high could you sit fore they jack you for your whip
Yeah she thick but is she your ride or die chick
Under pressure even family will snitch
See that's why I don't f*ck with no man or woman
Now a days everybody trying to run game
But I be peeping game and I see it in your face
You just another n.i.g.g.a. don't wanna see me in the game
Yeah n.i.g.g.a I see the hate in your eyes
I knew from the jump you was a snake in disguise
I'm just a Big Boi outcast from others
I got to have the dollars I'll blast ya partner
That's wsup n.i.g.g.a. now that's the business
I catch that ass slipping I'ma give you the business
F*ck these snitches and these hating bitches
And these ho ass n.i.g.g.a.s. Aye we making ditches
I ain't playing with it This ain't no act boy
I got a message for the robbers and the jack boy
I ain't gon knock your game stop your game
I'll pop you man drop you man now run that shit
How hard could you ball Til they plot a lick
How bright could you shine fore they snatch your shit
Yeah she bad but do you trust that chick
Yeah that's your dawg How you know he ain't gon flip
How high could you stack fore they run in your shit
How high could you sit fore they jack you for your whip
Yeah she thick but is she your ride or die chick
Under pressure even family will snitch
Make a death wish try to f*ck a deaf bitch
Anything to getcha pockets full of dead presidents
Anything to move a n.i.g.g.a out to new residence
Yeah I'm the dope boy but you don't have the evidence
It ain't a question n.i.g.g.a it's unevident
How a manage to make 30 large without the witnesses
Because I don't got a lot of n.i.g.g.a.s in my businesses
My dawg dropping 30 bricks down my chimney
The plug fronts willingly because I am considering
He know I can make it disappear immediately
Throwing rocks at the pen so damn repeatedly
When the ho's on the streets had no belief in me
Til I got my gold teeth, til I got my gold ring
Got the gold watch, gold bracelet and the gold chain
Was doing numbers on the low can't help but call a n.i.g.g.a name
Mr. Main Event Dope Boy selling everything
How hard could you ball Til they plot a lick
How bright could you shine fore they snatch your shit
Yeah she bad but do you trust that chick
Yeah that's your dawg How you know he ain't gon flip
How high could you stack fore they run in your shit
How high could you sit fore they jack you for your whip
Yeah she thick but is she your ride or die chick
Under pressure even family will snitch
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Writer: Emmanuel Villaruel
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