(feat. Viscious & D-Capo)

[Al Pacino in Scarface:]

You're all a bunch of $#&@ing $$#holes, you know why
You don't have the guts, to be what you wanna be
You need people like me, so you can point your $#&@ing fingers

And say that's the bad guy, well say goodnight to the bad guy

[Z-Ro:]

Think that I would die, ^!$$% never will I fall off
Approach me if you feeling lucky, be the next to get hauled off
My attitude, be switching like a stick shift

Better beware my fury military minded, I've become so sick (*##$
Sit, is what I tell my pit
Automatic fully loaded (*##$, make him comfortable when I sell my %#@!

I'm all alone, cause I don't know who to trust
But give me a choice between real and fake, I'm gon know who to bust
But if they bust me I ain't tripping, I know my death is coming

I'm ready to creep the grim reaper, it ain't no sense in running
Now ^!$$%z know that I'm everlasting, forever blasting my enemies
$#&@ having a vision, of a mother$#&@er killing me

I'm Presidential, a mother$#&@ing bad actor
Trying to hog up everything, like a jacker
$#&@ stay in the FED, I roll one deep with my infrarizzed

Leaving a bald spot, in a Z-Ro hater's head

[Hook:]

I live the thug life, (*##$ on the cut I'm all alone
I'm socializing with the (*##$es, never bringing em home
I live the thug life, a soldier with a gun late at night

Everybody bring me they soft, because I bake it right
I live the thug life, (*##$ all this moving get you shot
I been known to help ^!$$%z make it, to they burial plot

I live the thug life, better believe me
I bet I be on that doja, everytime you see me


[Al Pacino in Scarface:]
You're not good, you just know how to hide
And lie, me I don't have that problem

Me, I always tell the truth even when I lie

[D-Capo:]

Since an adolescent, I been on the grind on the mash
And a mill' with that, with slugs to your $$#
Trying to get five thousand, Bennjy Franks in the stash

Double it up, I got a mill on they $$#
Call me Capeezy, Mr. Get It Fast
It be cheesy, deuce better 'fore they crash

I'm thug life baby, I ain't gotta wear a mask
Just run up in your do', and hit you like the task
I'm G'd up, P-R, have you touched in a flash

Presidential Crestmob, Capo mind ten
With quadruple grands, cause the 16's hot
Elevn hundred grams, when the 16's drop

I'm posted to the block, some'ing like a cell block
Thet cops yeah they watch, but I gotta sell out
Cause hell on my son, gotta get him what he need

So I'm hustler extroardinaire, thug life G

[Hook]


[Viscious:]
You can catch us in a houptie fo' deep, we all broke dog

Ass out got the blues, so we smoke dog
Wish I had a nine pack, but I got a nine millimeter
Desert Eagle, you know it ain't legal

I meditate the evil thoughts, I'm bout to start some'ing
First I feel a head rush, then I feel my heart pump
Go and get it, gotta have it where it's at ^!$$%

Get down on the ground, get flat ^!$$%
$#&@ tomorrow it ain't promised, it's some crap %#@!
^!$$%z trap you, (*##$es will strike you

^!$$%z die young die dumb, never learn
You can't run, when it's your mother$#&@ing turn
I been praying for a way to stay out, escape these streets

Will I survive, how will I eat
So I keep waking up, wishing for a out
Gotta find a new life, find another route whoo

[Hook]


[Al Pacino in Scarface:]
Make way for the bad guy, there's a bad guy coming through
Better make way