Scarface - Small Time Lyrics
[chorus]I started small time, dope game, cocainePushin rocks on the block, Im never broke mainSportin jewelry and the shit they came wit rollin hardYou try to serve me youll get served, wit no regard (2x)[twin 1]I gotta do what I gotta do in this gameI started small time, dope game, cocaineI went from quarters to ounces to slangin kis *****I went from rags to riches and Im stackin gs quickNow the popos wanna come and get a niggaIm gonna knock em on they ass cuz my shit is biggaI got my block sewed up, got them rocks swole upKeep my shit on ***** in case they roll upNiggas wanna stick me for my gs and kisBut believe Im gone make dem *****es bleed indeedYou can bring it bring it bring it but you cant stop thisBulletproof in case you *****es try to pop thisCant stop what Im ishin outIm thugged outFinal real cormega shit, a drughouseGet the razorblade and a test tube and a cocaineNiggas swell in this dope gameCheck me out[chorus][scarface]Im on a all night flightSwingin these others, got these cluckers all on meSteady sweatin me for credit, tryin to act like they know meShow me the money, it aint funnyWant a twenty or a dimeSee Im a hustla on the grindCant do nothin for fiveGet out my faceThis aint the placeTo run game on me homieThat five dollars that you shakinCant change nothin here homieI saw some misses bout the richesDouble cross me, swim wit the fishesIm inchin wit one-way ticketsTo them *****es who didnt get it, get itTwist it, paper chasinOn this bacon Im makinAll that plottin and that fakinGot you dancin wit satanSee you hatin on a playaWay too major for bustasBring the ruckus mutha*****asIf you think you can touch usGet on the prime cosLoad the black rhinos, in the 5-4Villain, killin children barricadin my millionsWhile Im small time dealinIm just smugglin chickensGet my gs in positionIm cookin kis in the kitchenSmall time[chorus][twin 2]I got a pocket full of stonesWhere the fiends atGot them big ol bouldersThats where the gs atCant ***** wit rattin ass hoesA ***** dont need datAnd for you jackin ass niggasIll have that heat yeahIm takin em downIm beatin that assIm puttin that thang all in dey faceComin for my gs, nigga please***** its steady straightMakin em, gettin dividendGot it hot yeah in-betweenIf them popos come and get meLet me out, Im doin againWe low, kilo, everythang I worked foHave my girl workin that cornerDont come up in this short, hoeNever seen, you know what I meanAll about that crispy greenHave it sewed up from h-town back to new orleansMurder murder if you play me shortTakin heads clean off this ***** and bustin hardFiends have my block on fire and have me workin itAnd my boys on the corner out there twirkin itThey twirkin it[chorus & fade out]
