Scarface - Game OverLyrics

Man, what's up with these niggas out here Mad at us cause we on top I love to see niggas getting money Better get it while the getting is good Get it while you can, man And stop hating me, fucking with my shit cause I got more hustle than you Get yours, get yours baby [Dr. Dre] I'm seeing millions, niggas don't understand Know what? I'm making moves, putting cash behind plans To blow up, will he style like this Everyday I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray Stay in the mix like Alezay V.I.P., my shit parked valet On the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again Some try to assault Dre, its still cavi I'm eating steak while they struggle to break the slave mentality I giving living definition long as my hearts ticking I fought and made the world listen Whatever fly Dr. Dre invented Turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches I push a rover, shit platinum before the sessions over Rap master with the Houston heat holder These players best to get they shit in check Cause when I get my hustle on ain't no playing with a full deck [Chorus: x2 Ice Cube] Lord please, murder my enemies (Yeah) Burn em at a thousand degrees And lord please let me make mo cheese Cause I ain't quite ready to leave (No) [Scarface] Buck the whole world Meant that, gotta stay strapped Cause 99.9 a niggas, carry they gats Super fist fighting shit might come down to dying When the time comes down for the trying I got nine Reasons why niggas shouldn't step in my face With the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste this Audi little something out the seams a my trousers With no hesitation I got a team to come clown ya I down ya, so let your people know what they face With the type of individual that'll bomb a sub-station Kaboom! and everybody dies outside There ain't no escaping the Reaper so don't try Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step? Face down, hit, bleeding on the steps a death Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers December 31st, 96 (the game is over) [Chorus] (I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give) [Dr. Dre & Scarface] Smoking weed I never trail, I lead Spending dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs But these are the things real players do Talking shit is real things that the haters do I'm naming you Shit's thick, its time to run for shelter I kept the word, things could happen to marks like it was helter skelter Dear diary, I'm running outta pages Fading, in and out, taking purple hazes The dazes, Revelations in the last stages Red sky's institute, the silent horns playing I'm praying with tears in my eyes Cause I'm trying to make it into eternal peace without dying But they eying my bank account with beams on my rover The killer failed to launch his attack (the game is over) [Chorus]