Artist：scarface
Songs Title：gotta get paid
Scarface ad libs
＂let me spit some game to ya＂
You gotta war on ***
Well every other day a ni**a dies
You showed yours now let me show you mine
Bring the six o'clock news
And let me walk 'em in my shoes
Through what you call the inner city
And what I call the blues
I'm broke here and I ain't wainting on a call
From a resturaunt to bust tables
When Petie's got a job
Making 35 a week and all he do is run the streets
This ni**a always caked up
Chromed out and draped up
Constantly telling me we need to get this paper
I'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up
Straight up
And plus I'm tired of missing meals
So I paid the man a visit
＂What's the goddamn deal
It's good to see you dog
I thought you might've choked up
Respect and money well I can get you both of 'em＂
I went inside watching him break it down
When he was finished he handed a ni**a nine
A nine milimeter nine zips
Said if I sold each one for nine I'd have grip
I hesitated I ain't never sold a stone
I done seen it f**k the hood up
Plus all my niggaz gone
And they ain't never coming out
So with that in consideration
I took the package and bounced
I'm headed home dazing out in a zone
Eyes on my luggage I'm abouts to get it on
Get to the house spread it all on the couch
Getting this bank what it's about
That's how a ni**a made
They got a ni**a paid
I'm a muthaf**kin' jacker not a slave
Get money everyday
It ain't no other way
That's how it is until they put me in a grave
I'm in the living room looking at the news
Got a razor and some zipper baggies
About to do the fool
Cutting hundred dollar slabs
Wholesaling niggaz halves
Getting money like a muthaf**ka
Serivng niggaz bags
Got the blocks all blowed up
The whole hood smoking
Got a pistol I ain't shot yet
So dude's wide open for it
I'm just a youngster I ain't done it but I will
'Cause I was taught you got to get it
So I get it how I live
Finna get my ma a crib she ain't working
So I'm forced to win the bread for the household
'Cause dad was no support
Often in and out of court caught a case out of town
Got a body on his conscience but nobody made a sound
He was going through the motions
He gonna probably beat the case
Still I get down on my knees
And beg the Lord to let him raise
Get up and get my workers out
Supply 'em with the goods
Give instructions to the goons
To come up out the hood
I ain't gotta pay the fronters
So I'm finally finna raise
'Cause the bottom line is this homie
You gotta get paid
That's how a ni**a made
They got a ni**a paid
I'm a muthaf**kin' jacker not a slave
Get money everyday
It ain't no other way
That's how it is until they put me in a grave
I never learned a trade
I f**k with chess and spades
The only other game a ni**a learned to play was
Working hopping yay
'Cause kissing a** was gay
I'm on my business I want money like I'm jade
I'm the ni**a in the hood
These little homies wanna be like
I got when sh*t was good
But now-a-days off in this street life
These niggaz switch it on you
Quick to put you in the crosses
Now he standing in your crib
And got a pistol in your mouth
That's your muthaf**kin' boy
He popped you and popped your broad
Now he headed to the closet
And he about to take it all
So watch your muthaf**kin' friends
'Cause them the ones that sell you out
Ain't no future in being loyal
When niggaz see you want the top
Jealous hearted muthaf**kas
Always quick to say you hating
I don't want another homie dog
He swallowed that and chased it
You can make it like I made it
I think it's best you do it dolo （solo）
That way niggaz can't say sh*t about you
When talking to the po-po
Oh yo you know that dude that fronted me my come up
I caught him coming out the neighborhood
And had him done up
That's why I'm skeptic
When it comes to different faces
'Cause I know I got it coming
But 'til then I'll get my bank sh*t
＂f**k you think this is ＂
＂more food for thought＂
＂that's how this sh*t go
Muthaf**ka been foolin' you f**kin' with you
All your muthaf**king life
And he the muthaf**ka talking to the people
You know get that ni**a a** outta here＂
＂I ride by my muthaf**king self＂
＂look for me＂
