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Song title: Scarface - Ya Money Or Ya Life

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One up for the hustlers and two times for the mathematics
Long as I can grind Im scratching
Stacking cause moneys got a funny way of finding
Your ass this coming out your account when you start the climbing
And blindly got you on a major chase for paper
And now you got your eyes on my vault tryin to take my paper
The vapors will leave niggas wit dreams to face satan
Im pacin with infa-red beams just waiting
Hatin and I dont cause the conversation
He spoke wit his killer but now hes got to face him
Racin cause off in these streets you aint promised tomorrow
So if you bring pain I bring sorrow
I warn you aint never been down to die slowly
Surely I got niggas down to die for me
You owe me and I want it all and thats that
Bitch you got to pay wit your life not scratch

Chorus:
Dont want no money
I want your life
Dont want no money
I want your life

We straight niggas roll subtractors gettin down aint no factor
We just like boys in the hood wit no actors
Jack you got niggas dow to come find you
And heat your ass up and leave your yesterdays behind you
Remind you a niggas definition means killa
If he out of paper he gots to go bring the skrilla
Stretch you aint never seen drama like I can bring it
Ill wet you and leave you face down for no reason
I seen it- aint many ways that you can change it
Im dangerous society got me stamped so Im gon blame it
Aiming and if you cal canning at the planet
Stampin any muther fucker left standin is stranded
And I want it all and thats that
Bitch you got to play wit your life not scratch

Chorus

If any nigga at the top of his game then you cant hate him
Just watch for niggas who thinkin they game but they cant fade him
Ill cross spray you you makin your moves and Ill spray you
I promise the same promise that the game promise
When mutha fuckers step on my turf I bring drama
How dare you niggas flip the grip check
Ill leave you shipwrecked in the valley of death dry wit your shit wet
Im down to die for my shit Ill put the hood on it
I got my balls on this shit that puts the wood on it
I got this strap I call the mind changer
Im more for realer than the shit that I kick when I feel that Im danger
Ill leave your family wit a fuck you note
Where the fuck you wrote
You pay wit your life now fuck you broke

Chorus x4