Lyrics:
learned between me and you (me and you)
Life is short, be a sport and pay your dues
I'm on the move, I'm at the stu, I'm tryna make a tune
They out for
you. (Yeah!)
(Let's go!)
I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool. (These niggas looking around for me!)
That don't mean shit, I don't know you
the bay know l.a. keep the shit hot
I keep my glock inside my pants , don't give niggas a chance
To put me inside a casket you dirty bastards
Until
the best and the vest couldn't help ya
Scream, if ya feel me, see it clearly?
You're too near me
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it,
eighty-nine, the same way
The God P walk with a limp see, but simply
To simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me you must be bent G, don't tempt me
Nah, you don't roll enough
Louis duffel bag don't hold enough
Drinking the brown liquor for both of us
Rose on table, Jesus head with the cable
Black
But your album sound like you give
Your nuts for a plaque
You don't ride for the facts like um
Say Scarface
You don't know what you feel, y'all too
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
Artist: Scarface
Song: High Note
Album: Emeritus
Year: 2008
[verse 1]
She steady tellin? me her dude ain?t the type she like
And the reason she
Cause in this world we live together but divided by a chalk line
You wanted to hear my life story well I told you
Maybe there's answers to my question in
Short]
Daz, this punk bitch want to get with me
'cause the ho lookin for a P-I-M-P
[Trick Daddy]
You know the ho don't know no better
I would rough
OUT MY) faaaace
(ALL YOU BEGGIN-ASS BITCHES NEED TO GIT OUT MY) faaaace
[Scarface]
News gossip laws gossip boppers boppin' hoes beg
Foresake me
[Kane]
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Attention to the whole crew
Scoob Lover, Scrap Lover, I don't need your dancin
Mister Cee I don't need you
or judges, just nigga's holdin' grudges
You mark ass bitches is low budget
Straight traitor's, so fuck you and the glass that you puff on
Don't smile in my
me blad, you hear me blad
You don't want it wit the Bizzle (So kickback)
You don't want it wit the Bizzle (So kickback)
You don't want it wit
Toby
Ha ha, yeah, last door on the left, you'll hear it
Thanks
No problem
Don't let me lose my soul
I never wanna walk away
I don't wanna lose my
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
and Scarface's
Niggas knew, I'd be the Don in my own crew
A million niggas with automatics who swarm through
You wonder who shot me here's a clue, stay alert
shots a melody
Came up dead last kind of like the letter z
And all my neighbors got a felony
And all my teachers do is yell at me
But I don't know where
me
Like rhymes, I can hear your love in every word that chimes
Don't pass the test if you do not have the check
Her looks brought me here
But her
I know that I am too real for you
The one thing about me is I'm the truth
You can tell by my attitude, I don't back down, I break the rules
I know
hide away, hide away
Till i find a girl thats like you
When you hear me calling
Do you hear me calling
Don't you hear me calling
I don't really wanna
Toby
Ha ha, yeah, last door on the left, you'll hear it
Thanks
No problem
Don't let me lose my soul
I never wanna walk away
I don't wanna lose my
fingernail to cut it
Gut it then I dump the droppin' out then stuff it full of coffee
And if you don't know by now coffee is kilo
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