Scarface - Ya Money Or Ya Life lyrics

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Scarface - Ya Money Or Ya Life lyrics

One up for the hustlers and two times for the mathematics Long as I can grind I'm scratching Stacking cause moneys got a funny way of finding Your a** 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 n***as wit dreams to face satan I'm pacin' with infa-red beams just waiting Hatin' and I don't cause the conversation He spoke wit his k**er but now he's 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 n***as down to die for me You owe me and I want it all and that's that b**h you got to pay wit your life not scratch [chorus:] Don't want no money I want your life Don't want no money I want your life We straight n***as roll subtractors gettin down aint no factor We just like boys in the hood wit no actors Jack you got n***as dow to come find you and heat your a** up and leave your yesterdays behind you Remind you a n***as definition means k**a if he out of paper he gots to go bring the skrilla Stretch you aint never seen drama like I can bring it I'll wet you and leave you face down for no reason I seen it- aint many ways that you can change it I'm dangerous society got me stamped so I'm gon' blame it Aiming and if you cal canning at the planet Stampin' any muther f**er left standin is stranded And I want it all and that's that b**h you got to play wit your life not scratch [chorus] If any n***a at the top of his game then you cant hate him Just watch for n***as 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 f**ers step on my turf I bring drama How dare you n***as flip the grip check I'll leave you shipwrecked in the valley of d**h dry wit your sh** wet I'm down to die for my sh** I'll put the hood on it I got my balls on this sh** that puts the wood on it I got this strap I call the mind changer I'm more for realer than the sh** that I kick when I feel that I'm danger I'll leave your family wit a f** you note Where the f** you wrote You pay wit your life now f** you broke [chorus x4]

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