(feat. CJ Mack)

[Intro: Scarface]


Damn, this a (*##$
We ain't gotta mother$#&@in thing

Ring CJ do what he doin in Cali-for-ni-a
(Hello?)
Hey, wuz up ^!$$%, it's Face

(What up Fizzace?)
Feelin I'm gone come $#&@ wit you
(Come on down loco)

Ai, please have some (*##$es, please
(Ha ha ha) Ha ha ha


[Verse 1 CJ Mack, Scarface]

Locc, I been hustlin all week

Tonight's the night I dips 'n try to step up in a freak
I call this ho named Tiki, she got homies we can twist
All we need's some chronic and a mother$#&@in fifth

Is you wit me locc?
What's mine is yours and what's yours is mines
When I'm in Houston you be treatin me fine

I scoop you up in L.A.X. around 6
I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks
It's Friday night


Two players in a black 5-0-0
Slidin down the shore, gettin at every fly ho

I'm wit my homey, ain't nobody set trippin
Drops my %#@! off at his house and then we kept flippin
Now see y'know your ^!$$% don't sleep

Homey enough and see
Well, hand your ^!$$% some heat
So I can feel warm in these cold $$# L.A. streets

Now hook ya ^!$$% wit some L.A. freaks, baby
It's Friday night


[Hook: CJ Mack]

Straight sellin with my Texas G

Stayin sucka free as I L-O-C
It's Friday night


[Verse 2]

[CJ Mack]


Two players on a hoodrat chase
You ^!$$%s can't see me and you can't see my ^!$$% Face


[Scarface]


First thang we do is hit the club
I'm seein hella (*##$es in the corners tryin to show your homey love
This (*##$ is fly as a bird

And gotta $$# that could swang from California all the way up thru
Pittsburgh


[CJ Mack]

Hold up locc (What?)

I know that flea
She been out 'n club hoppin since '83 (Ain't this a (*##$)
And the (*##$ is still hoin

See, get at broke (*##$ and fake smile and keep strollin locc (Riiiight!)
See them busters in the corner, they don't like my hood
I don't like their hood so it ain't all good

So keep ya eyes on em
Cos if it ??? ??? line, we gotta slide on em
Ride on em


[Scarface]


I gots no problem kickin dust up wit punk $$# little busters
Who wants to try to buck us, we grab these guns and bust em
I gots that tena millimetre in tha parkin lot
[CJ Mack] $#&@ em locc, we gots some (*##$es at the Mariott


[Hook]

[Verse 3: CJ Mack, Scarface]

You mother$#&@ers better chill

Before you $#&@ around and lose and get your cap peeled
Jumps on the elevator, hops off the six floor
Knocks on the door of room 604
Gets greeted by the biggest pair of thighs you wanna see
With a pair just like a *?mona?* homegirl G

See, vee like the mix and vee like the twist of em
Face, you can hit it first and then we can switch
It ain't no fun if my homey can't twist a (*##$
I'll dare ya $$# to try to run that 2PAC %#@!


I goes high-ho silver like the $#&@in Moan Ranger
Playin here's out my dick inside a total $#&@in stranger
You $#&@in with a Texas cowboy, I puts it down boy
You ready for the second go (You know it!)
I go two or three hours and I'm sendin these (*##$es off on their way
(See ya!) You's a fool CJ!

(^!$$%, how you like the southern California freakin?)
Dogg, I'll be back every mother$#&@in weekend
It's Friday night

[Hook: CJ Mack]

Straight sellin with my Texas OG

Stayin sucka free as I L-O-C
It's Friday night
You mother$#&@ers better lay back
(Cos you can't see that Face)
Or it's just the ^!$$% C-Mack

[Outro: CJ Mack]


Yeah Mr Scarface and CJ Mack
Puttin in much work for Rap-A-Lot and Rap-A-Lot West for the 9-5
You mother$#&@ers better stay down
Cos y'all punks couldn't see us with ultrasound
Coward
[Scarface]

You mother$#&@ers couldn't see us with glasses on
He he, y'knowhutI'msayin?