Scarface - Ya Money Or Ya Life - Sözleri

One up for the hustlers and two times for the mathematics

Long as I can grind, I'm scratchin'

Stackin', 'cause money's got a funny way of findin'

Your ass this comin' out your account when you start the climbin'



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

I'm pacin' with infa-red beams just waitin'



Hatin' and I don't cause the conversation

He spoke wit his killer but now he's got to face him

Racin', 'cause off in these streets you ain't promised tomorrow

So if you bring pain I bring sorrow



I warn you ain't never been down to die slowly

Surely I got niggas down to die for me

You owe me and I want it all and that's that

Bitch you got to pay wit your life not scratch



Don't want no money

I want your life

Don't want no money

I want your life



We straight niggas roll subtracters gettin' down ain't 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 ain't never seen drama like I can bring it

I'll wet you and leave you face down for no reason



I seen it, ain't many ways that you can change it

I'm dangerous, society got me stamped so I'm gon' blame it

Aimin' and if you cal cannin' at the planet

Stampin' any muther fucker left standin' is stranded



And I want it all and that's that

Bitch you got to play wit your life not scratch



Don't want no money

I want your life

Don't want no money

I want your life



If any nigga at the top of his game then you can't hate him

Just watch for niggas who thinkin' they game but they can't fade him

I'll cross spray you, you makin' your moves and I'll 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

I'll leave you shipwrecked in the valley of death dry wit your shit wet

I'm down to die for my shit I'll 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

I'm more for realer than the shit that I kick when I feel that I'm danger

I'll leave your family wit a fuck you note

Where the fuck you wrote

You pay wit your life now fuck you broke



Don't want no money

I want your life

Don't want no money

I want your life



Don't want no money

I want your life

Don't want no money

I want your life



Don't want no money

I want your life

Don't want no money

I want your life



Don't want no money



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