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(feat. Roy Jones Jr.) [Scarface] That nigga Roy Jones slapped the shit outta some ho last night Ho was all off in the nigga face man, talkin' bout That ho was talkin' bout, talkin' bout, talkin' bout Ha, ha what that ho was talkin' bout Roy Ya just slapped the bitch huh, fuck it uh [Verse 1: Scarface] Two of the coldest off in the game to ever touch it First niggas to talk shit and the last ones to fuck with Bring niggas to rough it Keepin' you bitches at a hush hush Cause y'all don't wanna fuck with us We dangerous, you don't wanna bang with us You niggas ain't come as hard as you claim you was What chu' think this was, some niggas rhymin' on a rap song Dancin' on the video, lookin' like Arsenio Really though, I spank niggas asses on microphones Then I bust they ass in the chops like Roy Jones Once again it's on, it's a must I keep it poppin' Right hand followed by hook and ya can't stop it I use rappers like spark plugs Give em' a chance to get they hands out Then pick they ass up off the canvas Letras de cancionesMan what, if you ain't in the game then don't play it Ain't tryin' to get ya ass knocked out then don't say shit Wrong niggas to play with Ya need to cease with all that bumpin' Fore I whip yo ass like you stole something, playin' [Soundclip: Roy Jones Jr.] We got this sparring partner dude, he used to box He's pretty good, and uh I beat the shit outta of him the one day man I was just tearing his ass up So they in the back shooting pool right And uh, somebody said something to my friend Was like come to the front, man why you going up there He said man I'm going to get my pistol And the dude I had punched was shooting pool right, ha ha ha He stopped and started punching And I started whipping him like that [* Laughter *] [Verse 2: Roy Jones Jr.] Two of the realest from this street thang, just lockin' it down Face, that's my ace but I got other dudes that be knockin' em down By the pound, pound for pound, now how this sound Scarface and R.J. hookin' up, J knowin' underground But on the surface, we still gon' work these niggas, don't sweat it And you think you thinkin' about crossin' this duo, forget it Cause you can bet it's gonna be disaster when legends strike Face super-tight on the mic and hot damn I can fight So what would you like We can do it on wax or on the canvas But how would we do it, niggas won't be able to stand it Now how you manage to let me and Face put this shit together The best of the best in the studio and we still gettin' better Ain't no lackin' y'all thought we was slackin' shit, Face packin' R.J. on the side cause he know I got the brass backin' I can handle shit with this lead hook or this straight right hand But when it come down to this rap shit, I think I got the right man [Soundclip: Roy Jones Jr.] Tell them niggas how mad I was when you hit the floor man I damn near, man I was so motherfucking mad man I said quit playing man He was playing, I'll kick his teeth in man I was like quit playing man, whip that nigga ass, quit playing man From Letras Mania