Comin` Agg lyrics

Artist  : Scarface 
Song : Comin` Agg



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 [ VERSE 1 ]
Ah shit.. I'm sick of niggas jumpin up with
choppers
Runnin for your shit, tryin to make another nigga
stop ya
But it's on cause you up against a real nigga
I steal niggas and kill niggas, I'm the real
nigga
You up against a muthaf**ka with a quick temper
I'm a born killer, in case you don't remember
I got my pistol but I got a different clip in it
Click-click, muthaf**kas, can you get with it?
You ain't the nigga that you thought you was,
fool
And now I'm after that as* on the cool
It's all about survival of the fittest
Nigga, you shouldn'ta did this
And now I gots to handle my business
I got to get your as* up out the picture
I ain't the nigga you wanna f**k with
Muthaf**ka, I wouldn't bullshit ya
Now look at what you stuck with
The last nigga in this muthaf**kin world you
shoulda f**ked with
I'm leavin niggas in bodybags
You shouldn'ta f**ked with the Brad
You punk muthaf**ka, I'm comin agg

[ VERSE 2 ]
Mr., Mr. Scarface for the nine-trey
Niggas packin nines, f**k you, bit*h, I pack an
A.K.
Fully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack this
S.A. fool, and I'ma put you on your back, bit*h
Ain't no half-steppin, I'm comin at you
rough-like
Shootin to kill cause back in school I had enough
fights
Whenever when I bucked my knuckles up on a
nigga's head
So you can sling em all you want but I be slingin
leg
Cause like I said befo' I'm a muthaf**kin
dreadlock
Puttin fools in headlocks, givin niggas headshots
And everybody in your muthaf**kin area
Is tryin to scrap up some money, so they can help
to bury ya
But I can give a muthaf**k about your family
Because your family ain't my f**kin family
You shoulda thought before you stepped to tha
Nigga in black standin right here next to ya
I'm stoppin muthaf**kas from breathin
Just gimme a reason and I'ma be squeezin
The trigger of this muthaf**kin glock, pop-pop
until you drop
>From these muthaf**kin gunshots
And leave your whole f**kin family sad
Don't f**k with the Brad, muthaf**ka
Cause Brad's comin agg

[ VERSE 3 ]
Where the cocksuckers at, where the cocksuckers
at?
(Where they at? Where they at?) (There they go)
at my gat
Cause I'm about to heat up like a vet
Chop sh*t down on your set and then jet
And smash off in my soap box
Cause I'm down for the dirt and muthaf**kas said
it don't stop
Now which one of you hoes wanna f**k
Make your way to your truck
I wanna see the way that you jump
Cause by the time you get your keys
I'm lettin loose, muthaf**ka, lay em down, nigga,
and get these
It ain't sh*t for me to watch em fly
So die, muthaf**kas, die, muthaf**kas, die, die
I ain't no muthaf**kin good guy, dog
And I don't give a good guy damn about none of
y'all
I'm from the state of the muthaf**kin gunslingers
Knockin dicks in the dirt with just this one
finger
So get your as* caught up in this gangsta shit
And I'ma try my best to make it stank, you bit*h
Plus you comin with that fake drag
You fallin dead on your ass, you muthaf**ka
I'm comin agg