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[Scarface] Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest The GB, the general, the street shit, the timers The motherf**kin criminals, see we keep it grimy You niggaz chemicals, the weed got you blinded I'm the original, the author of this G-shit You niggaz pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak shit Me I'm a nigga from the gutter motherf**ker If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler [Willie D] It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all I'm still in it y'all, f**k the critics y'all Hoe niggaz make me hotter than tabasco Play with my money I'ma kick you in your a*shole I see the videos, I read the magazines Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots bitch [Bushwick Bill] Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another bitch?) f**k nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?) f**k laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest) Nigga f**k Paul, and the rest of y'all! I'm the little motherf**ker with the big d**k swingin Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues Geto Boys in this bitch still bangin And ain't shit changin (uh-uh) ain't shit changin Don't like faggots, hate politicians Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen So I, send the whole world a f**k you note Schumaker's got a desk job, f**k you hoe! (Aww nah!) [Chorus 2X: Geto Boys] I keep it real with it, to the hill with it You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it And every morning when I get up I know shit don't change I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs [Willie D] I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe Money money money gotta get that dough I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters Fall into the club and bitches eyes get wider I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt But 95% of the shit is brainwork I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers If she ain't talkin 'bout f**kin I'ma get on dawg [Scarface] Now gimme five or six chickens I'ma flip those birds Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve If a nigga catch me slippin I'ma get that nerd Can't let you get away with that, that shit don't work I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all) I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad [Bushwick Bill] It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all) I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all I ain't the cutest nigga rappin but I still got hoes Snatch the baddest piece up in this bitch with one eye closed R. Kelly that's my nigga so I like girls young 18 or 23, black and white, girls cum Little Richard like the singer, d**k for short but Bill Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real 5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life [Chorus] C'mon Wha*sup - wha*sup, wha*sup, wha*sup? Wha*sup, wha*sup, wha*sup? Wha*sup, wha*sup, wha*sup? Wha*sup, wha*sup? Wha*sup, wha*sup, wha*sup? Wha*sup, wha*sup..