German Lugers

[Quote from Scarface] Manny Ribera: What are we gonna do? Tony? Tony Montana: We go to war, that's what we gonna do. We're going to eat that Sosa for breakfast. Close that fucker down [Mitchell Hennessey] Yeah, it's the Compound. German Lugers nigga. Yeah, check it, yo I'mma put it plain and simple, all y'all niggas is faggots Food for the flies impregnated with maggots I drop bombs like towelheads, slid with a foul hand Ended up with two magazines dumped in your forehead Drunk off the Henny, but the dro keep me calm Like morphine hittin' the jungles of Vietnam [Edi Amin] Yo fuck that, we bang niggas and party all in the same night You asked nigga, we invented the fight Only nigga ever clear a room with four left hooks On the mic we spit good but we nothin' but crooks German luger your face (*BANG BANG BANG*) The whole block laid it down when we clearin' for space Now who you niggas wanna be like You catch ED in the bed with three dykes Wil'in until I reach my three strikes [Mitchell Hennessey] Now let me designate and hit that Mosey where the sick at, cozy with a big gat, arsenic for the rats nigga Fix your face before I split it times six I don't know how we pass for human beings we animals, murderers and cannibals German lugers and rubgies, make room for the 'pound cause it's about to get ugly How we, jack niggas, slap niggas, clap niggas Wrap 'em in a ziploc, flip crack and get stacks [Hook] Cause we two thorough niggas who spit like German lugers (yeah) Two thorough niggas who spit like German lugers (yeah) Two thorough niggas who spit like German lugers (yeah) Fuck with the 'pound (yeah, yeah) and one of us gon' kill ya (check it) Cause we two thorough niggas who spit like German lugers (yeah) Two thorough niggas who spit like German lugers (yeah) Two thorough niggas who spit like German lugers (yeah) Them bullets go (*BANG BANG BANG*) they run through ya [Edi Amin] Heavy on the guns (*BANG BANG BANG*) This North-side, where the fuck is you from? Compound stay bustin' for fun This right here will knock the blade out your gums, and meld the song on your A1 Scary niggas fiendin' to dip when the jump-off jump off You're not God, you about as hard as my dick Now your teary ass screamin' and shit, hopin' them shells miss you You straight bitch so the 'pound'll let a round kiss you [Mitchell Hennessey] After I hit 'em from the blindside hard nigga like Warren Sapp Bust 'til the luger white-hot, you on the downslide Beggin for the life you got left, that's very little Bitches want the Henny-sicle, I ball like Y.A. Tittle How they love to double dribble with my balls in hand You representin' a whore and now you drop where you stand Shots from hitman left 'em woozy and concussed Lumps on his shit for ever steppin' to us Grandstandin', now we gotta withdraw cannons Make a nigga disappear like his name Eddie O'Bannon [Edi Amin] Yo somebody said somethin' to somebody about my man And I'll be right here 'bout to do you a hand You know that sound that you hear when you know that it's real When your man gettin' crushed and you still stand still Don't nobody touch my nigga And if you move bitch (*cocks guns*) we gon' take it to triggas Two thorough niggas that spit like German lugers When them shells hit your body, they gon' skip right through ya Remember days blowin' haze with the Infamous Mobb And Twin told me crime pays so I quit my job So now I straight Deebo niggas, that's my shit Move along lil nigga or get left in the ditch [Hook] [Edi Amin] Yeah, Mitchell Henny, my nigga J. Sands in the house. One!