Mike Will Made It - Scarface lyrics

[Hook: Gucci Mane] Tell the D.A., give a f** bout what the judge say I never liked that p**y n***a in the first place I spent 500 K a week just for the court case And put a tattoo on my face, so now I'm Scarface Scarface I put a hundred on your head if you cross me Scarface I want him dead, I don't care what it cost me [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] The Black Cats, Red Dogs, jumping out on me Unmarked cars keep on riding up and down the street Plus the stupid-a** junkie, he want something for free Know damn well, without no money he get nothing from me I be that a**, baby momma call the folks on me I got these crab-a** n***as trying to smoke for free Lil G just told me that he's short this week But how the f** he gonna be short when I sell work so cheap? Old p**y-a** n***a used to work for me Then told these motherf**ing folks he bought some work for me I know some cold-blooded k**ers who got love for me I keep them real-deal goons in the club with me Gucci [Hook] [Verse 2: Scarface] n***as waiting on me like the mailman coming First, third, and fifteenth, everybody running Old heads tripping cause they asking me to front on them Come short on my one time, and I f** with them young'uns All balls, no brains; n***as know I'm ignorant Understand and get zeroed when put in that predicament The cars ride up and down the avenue in daytime Nighttime the same thing -- n***as finna pay mine Duck off with my motherf**ing dope, you got some long nuts I burn n***as' hoods down, I shoot up they dope cuts n***as call me Scarface cause I gave them a reason to All you get is one chance and then I come get even, fool [Hook] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] Moving them grams, and I ain't thinking bout Grammys Got so hot in Atlanta, I had to move to Miami Going honey baked H.A.M., got my trap house whamming Just ran up on the plug, I brought the food to the family We say hello to d**, we don't say no to d** Like No Limit C-Murder, making moves with the dubs Like I'm moving them birds, I got em for sale Just like Revenge of the Nerds, I got a roomful of squares The Feds looking at me -- get some gla**es, my n***a They say I make it hot -- I make it happen, my n***a So what's cracking, what's popping? Got the same gun that k**ed Bin Laden I like my boxer briefs soft cotton I'm used to being spoiled rotten It's Gucci [Hook]