a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

scarface – comin’ agg lyrics

[ verse 1 ]
ah sh-t.. i’m sick of n-gg-s jumpin up with choppers
runnin for your sh-t, tryin to make another n-gg- stop ya
but it’s on cause you up against a real n-gg-
i steal n-gg-s and kill n-gg-s, i’m the real n-gg-
you up against a m-th-f-cka with a quick temper
i’m a born killer, in case you don’t remember
i got my pistol but i got a different clip in it
click-click, m-th-f-ckas, can you get with it?
you ain’t the n-gg- that you thought you was, fool
and now i’m after that -ss on the cool
it’s all about survival of the fittest
n-gg-, you shouldn’ta did this
and now i gots to handle my business
i got to get your -ss up out the picture
i ain’t the n-gg- you wanna f-ck with
m-th-f-cka, i wouldn’t bullsh-t ya
now look at what you stuck with
the last n-gg- in this m-th-f-ckin world you shoulda f-cked with
i’m leavin n-gg-s in bodybags
you shouldn’ta f-cked with the brad
you punk m-th-f-cka, i’m comin agg

[ verse 2 ]
mr., mr. scarface for the nine-trey
n-gg-s packin nines, f-ck you, b-tch, i pack an a.k.
fully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack this
s.a. fool, and i’ma put you on your back, b-tch
ain’t no half-steppin, i’m comin at you rough-like
shootin to kill cause back in school i had enough fights
whenever when i bucked my knuckles up on a n-gg-‘s head
so you can sling em all you want but i be slingin leg
cause like i said befo’ i’m a m-th-f-ckin dreadlock
puttin fools in headlocks, givin n-gg-s headshots
and everybody in your m-th-f-ckin area
is tryin to scr-p up some money, so they can help to bury ya
but i can give a m-th-f-ck about your family
because your family ain’t my f-ckin family
you shoulda thought before you stepped to tha
n-gg- in black standin right here next to ya
i’m stoppin m-th-f-ckas from breathin
just gimme a reason and i’ma be squeezin
the trigger of this m-th-f-ckin glock, pop-pop until you drop
>from these m-th-f-ckin gunshots
and leave your whole f-ckin family sad
don’t f-ck with the brad, m-th-f-cka
cause brad’s comin agg

[ verse 3 ]
where the c-cksuckers at, where the c-cksuckers at?
(where they at? where they at?) (there they go) at my gat
cause i’m about to heat up like a vet
chop sh-t down on your set and then jet
and smash off in my soap box
cause i’m down for the dirt and m-th-f-ckas said it don’t stop
now which one of you hoes wanna f-ck
make your way to your truck
i wanna see the way that you jump
cause by the time you get your keys
i’m lettin loose, m-th-f-cka, lay em down, n-gg-, and get these
it ain’t sh-t for me to watch em fly
so die, m-th-f-ckas, die, m-th-f-ckas, die, die
i ain’t no m-th-f-ckin good guy, dog
and i don’t give a good guy d-mn about none of y’all
i’m from the state of the m-th-f-ckin gunslingers
knockin d-cks in the dirt with just this one finger
so get your -ss caught up in this gangsta sh-t
and i’ma try my best to make it stank, you b-tch
plus you comin with that fake drag
you fallin dead on your -ss, you m-th-f-cka
i’m comin agg

- scarface lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS