(Live in stereo). Like a cherry-o, bury dough, Robert De Ner-io. Snoopy D-O double bubble, with the whole bundle. Don't worry 'bout what one do Chorus 2x Scarface. The suits, we pimp in tennis shoes
For the block boy, take it rough. Scarface. Everyday it's been the same old thang on my block. Ya either workin or ya slangin cocaine on my block. Ya had to hustle, cuz that's how we was raised
that Face. Or it's just the nigga C-Mack Yeah, Mr Scarface and CJ Mack. Puttin' in much work for Rap-A-Lot and Rap-A-Lot West for the 9-5. You motherfuckers better stay down. 'Cos y'all punks
Scarface. I started small time, dope game, pushin on the corner. Twenty cent cook-up, fifty flippers if you want 'em. Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin marijuana. Cops rollin up on us, my
I got the new 'Face tape I'm about to, pop in the deck for you niggaz. Turn up your radios. . Scarface. You're down and out, money funny, you hustle and die. On the verge of pawnin your jewelry
