Scarface - Comin' Agg Lyrics
[ verse 1 ]Ah shit.. Im sick of niggas jumpin up with choppersRunnin for your shit, tryin to make another nigga stop yaBut its on cause you up against a real niggaI steal niggas and kill niggas, Im the real niggaYou up against a mutha*****a with a quick temperIm a born killer, in case you dont rememberI got my pistol but I got a different clip in itClick-click, mutha*****as, can you get with it?You aint the nigga that you thought you was, foolAnd now Im after that ass on the coolIts all about survival of the fittestNigga, you shouldnta did thisAnd now I gots to handle my businessI got to get your ass up out the pictureI aint the nigga you wanna ***** withMutha*****a, I wouldnt bullshit yaNow look at what you stuck withThe last nigga in this mutha*****in world you shoulda *****ed withIm leavin niggas in bodybagsYou shouldnta *****ed with the bradYou punk mutha*****a, Im comin agg[ verse 2 ]Mr., mr. scarface for the nine-treyNiggas packin nines, ***** you, *****, I pack an a.k.Fully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack thisS.a. fool, and ima put you on your back, *****Aint no half-steppin, Im comin at you rough-likeShootin to kill cause back in school I had enough fightsWhenever when I bucked my knuckles up on a niggas headSo you can sling em all you want but I be slingin legCause like I said befo Im a mutha*****in dreadlockPuttin fools in headlocks, givin niggas headshotsAnd everybody in your mutha*****in areaIs tryin to scrap up some money, so they can help to bury yaBut I can give a mutha***** about your familyBecause your family aint my *****in familyYou shoulda thought before you stepped to thaNigga in black standin right here next to yaIm stoppin mutha*****as from breathinJust gimme a reason and ima be squeezinThe trigger of this mutha*****in glock, pop-pop until you drop>from these mutha*****in gunshotsAnd leave your whole *****in family sadDont ***** with the brad, mutha*****aCause brads comin agg[ verse 3 ]Where the *****suckers at, where the *****suckers at?(where they at? where they at? ) (there they go) at my gatCause Im about to heat up like a vetChop shit down on your set and then jetAnd smash off in my soap boxCause Im down for the dirt and mutha*****as said it dont stopNow which one of you hoes wanna *****Make your way to your truckI wanna see the way that you jumpCause by the time you get your keysIm lettin loose, mutha*****a, lay em down, nigga, and get theseIt aint shit for me to watch em flySo die, mutha*****as, die, mutha*****as, die, dieI aint no mutha*****in good guy, dogAnd I dont give a good guy damn about none of yallIm from the state of the mutha*****in gunslingersKnockin dicks in the dirt with just this one fingerSo get your ass caught up in this gangsta shitAnd ima try my best to make it stank, you *****Plus you comin with that fake dragYou fallin dead on your ass, you mutha*****aIm comin agg
