It Ain't Shit

(album: Till Death Do Us Part - 1993)

[Scarface:]
Niggas hanging deep on the cut
Sipping on a motherfucking 40 ounce of Gooden
Ain't shit changed in my hood since '86
And 1987 I was swore into the clique
All the trifling bitches in my hood smoked moes
And all the gangsta ass niggas rode vogues
Drop Monty Carlos, El Dogs and Caddy Coups
Firing up fry flagging hoes out the roof ?
Car down crush ? and fresh paint
Eight in the back you hear my Alpine crank
All of my niggas 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 banging then you gots to be smoking
Cause I remember back when the nigga had green
Seen him at the pipes and now the nigga is just a dope fiend
Funny how a nigga, sold a key or two
Is down on his ass and all of a sudden he remember you
Everythings cool I'm the niggas man
Reaching out his arm trying to shake a nigga hand
But I just walked away and left his shit to hang
Cause back in the game I had a motherfucking thang
And that's why I walk with my hands on my dick
A nigga say "what up?"
I look around and I say "This!"
And I could give a fuck if the nigga gets pissed
Cause if he wants a chunk I'm a get up in his shit

[Scarface talking:]
Huh like it ain't shit yeah. I thought you knew. It ain't shit. Uh, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.

[Scarface:]
Creeping coming up a yellow stoning
Put my shit in park and drunk a St. Ises with my homey
Reminisced on fast times past times and shit
Smoking on some bud I came acroos my nigga Kick
I gave my boy some dap and asked him what's the haps
Chilling 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 bitches at it's time to kick some asses
He told what had happened and now I'm thinking FUCK
I'm calling up south acres it's time to get 'em up
My motherfucking neighborhood is quick to get with static
Never showing fear cause these niggas never had it
Everybody's trapped, quick to go to war
Quick to kill your ass quick to jack your car
So if you see some shit then I suggest you punch it
Cause what's about to happen you may not be able to stomach
Killers killers killers steady smoking fry
So nigga lay it down or die motherfuckers die
Fucking with my family you dick is in the paint
So don't think that it's shit cause niggero it ain't
Shit to brake 'em off I'm braking 'em off with chunks
Siggedy south iggedy acres ain't no motherfucking punks
And drive-by shooting ain't the motherfucking shit
Cause niggas plot hits after motherfucking hits
Killing you ass for kicks doing shit for the murder
And since you want me to die you gots to die cause you deserve ta
Now here take two motherfucking slugs (bang)
Cause fucking with the kid is the grounds of being drugged
Mister mister Face the hardest nigga being heard
Cause all I have in this world is my balls and my word
I'm sick of motherfuckers thinking they run shit
Until you face to face wiith Scarface you ain't done shit
I'm killing off you mark ass niggas with a slug from a glock motherfuckers
I'm a born killer, I really thought you knew bitch
I'm slapping hoes and capping fools
It ain't shit
It ain't shit you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah.