These niggas is fuckin with a dangerous game



Hey Joe, what's up baby?



Yeah, I like the beat



Hahaha...

Hey, when you drop drums I'ma drop rhymes, aight?

(Drop rhymes)

Nah, I don't need no count-off

Just drop the beat and I'm on it, aight?

(2-3-4)



[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]

I took my chances when I did my dirt

And my advice to any nigga if you crimin, you do it worse

Just get enough and step the fuck back

Cause in this game when you get fame

You gotta start dumpin these agents off your nutsack

I'm just a nigga out the hood tryin to have things

But when I got up on my feet you're screamin "Brad changed!"

And your excuse was that the money came

But my excuse was that you missed the plane, simple and plain

I got to show my homies love, though

I just don't fuck around with niggas that I don't know

And you can take that how you wanna take it

I'm from these muthafuckin streets

And the same rules apply in this game, don't ever break it

Ain't my muthafuckin luck I'm all alone at the crack

And you niggas don't wanna try to attack

We steady dyin over dumb shit, and me, I'm steady losin my sleep

Cause niggas ain't familiar with the rules of the streets

You're stuck



Stuck at a standstill



On the beat one time, come on



It don't stop



Give it to em

...3



[ VERSE 2: Scarface ]

And to my niggas on the streets crimin (watch for haters)

Stop sittin on the sidelines and (get your paper)

Too many niggas complainin pointin fingers at the problems

"That's why I hate my baby mama"

I'm just a nigga from the very bottom

Skippin classes, goin 8 balls or the white powder

Tryin to get