Suicide lyrics

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Tank


[Scarface]
I took my chances, but I did my dirt
And my adivce to any n*gga if you crime, then you do the works
Its givin up and step the f*ck back
Cuz in this game you can fame
You gotta start dumpin these n*ggas off your nut-sack
Im just a n*gga out the hood tryna have thangs
When I got up on my feet and screamed the brand change
And your excuse was that the money did came
My excuse was that you was to blame
Simple ??, got to show my homies love tho
I just don't f*ck around with n*ggas that I don't know
And you can take that how you wanna take it
Im from these motherf*ckin streets
And the same rules apply in this game
You never break it
With my motherf*cking luck, fallin over the craps
And you n*ggas who wanna try to attack
We steady dyin over dumb sh*t, And me im steady losin my sleep
Cuz n*ggas ain't familiar with the rules of the street, and its a

[Chorus]
Suicide, its a Suicide
Suicide, its a Suicide
Its a, Suicide, its a Suicide
Suicide, its a Suicide
[Scarface]
To my n*ggas on the street cryin then (watch them haters)
If im sittin on the side-line (get your paper)
Too many n*ggas complaining pointin fingers at the problem
Thats why I hate my baby momma
Im just a n*gga from the very bottom
Skippin classes, throwin 8-balls into white powder
Tryna get it, while the motherf*ckers gettin good
Wit possibilities of gettin out my neighborhood
Don't get me wrong, I had them dreams too
But the only thing you do, is get your cream too
Get your motherf*cking cream fool
n*ggas ain't know about the Ange and the Alicks
First you get in, then you get out, you stuck in this game

[Chorus] x3

[Scarface]
Now when its over don't nobody cry
Just enjoy while you live life, cuz everybody got to die
When you see me i'll be hella high, beatin corners wit my top down
Checkin out the chasers in the sky, Shootin paper clips at Jupiter
The more I lie, its like im gettin stupider and stupider
Tryna make the best, out of a f*cked up desicion
Im just a n*gga with a vision, which is to get up, get out
Gettin my props, tryna stay away from these b*tches that jock di*k
And move enough to move on, gotta stay true to it
Thats just the way you gotta do it
And these n*ggas here is really, dazed and don't give a f*ck when you for real
And you like it rough, n*gga what, the f*ck
Know what im sayin is real, now back the f*ck up for you get killed
Cuz its a..
[Chorus] x3

Suicide
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