John Bido - It Ain't lyrics

Scarface: n***as hangin' deep on the cut Sippin' on a motherf**in' 40 ounce of Gooden Ain't sh** changed in my hood since '86 In 1987 I was swore into the clique All the triflin' b**hes in my hood smoked moes And all the real gangsta a** n***as rode vogues Drop Monty Carlos, El Dogs and Caddy Coups Firin' up fry flaggin' hoes out the roof Car down crush bustin' fresh paint Eight in the back you hear my Alpine crank All of my n***as they had a truck load of dope Cause back in the gang you can get it by the boat It's 1993 new bounds are being broken If you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin' Cause I remember back when the n***a had green Seen him at the pipes and now the n***a is just a dope fiend Funny how a n***a, sold a key or two Is down on his a** and all of a sudden he remember you Everythings cool I'm the n***as man Reachin' out his arm tryin' to shake a n***a hand But I just walked away and left his sh** to hang Cause back in the game I had a motherf**in' thang And that's why I walk with my hands on my dick A n***a say "What's up?" I look around and I say "This!" And I could give a f** if the n***a gets pissed Cause if he wants a chunk I'm a get up in his sh** Scarface: Creepin' comin' up a yellow stonin' Put my sh** in park and drunk a St. Ises with my homey Reminisced on fast times past times and sh** Smokin' on some bud I came acroos my n***a Kick I gave my boy some dap and asked him what's the haps Chillin' with this girl and a gat across his laps I knew he had some drama I didn't even have to ask it Now where were them b**hes at it's time to kick some a**es He told what had happened and now I'm thinkin' "f**" I'm callin' up South Acres it's time to get 'em up My motherf**in' neighborhood is quick to get with static Never showin' fear cause these n***as never had it Everybody's trapped, quick to go to war Quick to k** your a** quick to jack your car So if you see some sh** then I suggest you punch it Cause what's about to happen you may not be able to stomach k**ers k**ers k**ers steady smokin' fry So n***a lay it down or die motherf**ers die f**in' with my family you dick is in the paint So don't think that it's sh** cause n******go it ain't sh** to break 'em off I'm breakin' 'em off with chunks Siggedy south iggedy acres ain't no motherf**in' punks And drive-by shootin' ain't the motherf**in' sh** Cause n***as plot hits after motherf**in' hits k**in' you a** for kicks doin' sh** for the murder And since you want me to die you gots to die cause you deserve ta Now here take this motherf**in' slug (bang) Cause f**in' with the kid is the grounds of being drugged Mister mister Face the hardest n***a being heard Cause all I have in this world is my balls and my word I'm sick of motherf**ers thinkin' they run sh** Until you face to face wiith Scarface you ain't done sh** I'm k**in' off you mark a** n***as with a slug from a Glock motherf**ers I'm a born k**er, I really thought you knew b**h I'm slappin' hoes and cappin' fools It ain't sh**