Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pass the Itchy, artist - Scarface. Album song My Homies Pt. 2 (Screwed), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
Pass the Itchy |
Pass the itchy to the lefthand side |
Fuckin wit me fi sho' the niggy gon' die |
Don’t miss ya water 'til ya well run dry |
Pass the itchy to the lefthand side |
See now slang don’t stop, my game come cocked |
Scarface back at’cha fin' to lock down your block |
Easy now lil' homey you don’t wanna start static |
Cause you know I come equipped I got niggas with automatics |
And these niggas they keep they game face on |
Have your momma singin the same ol' song |
Of how you lived so fast and you died, so wrong |
But since you ready to ride then come on |
Gangsta, live it breathe it and shit it |
Makin for motherfuckin sure you don’t forget it |
I’m a Southside rider, anybody killer |
Guarantee ya don’t wanna fuck with this nigga |
Now, who wanna test me then come on come test |
Fuckin with me nigga you fuckin with the best |
Grab ahold to the tec, put a hole in your chest |
Grab your ass by the neck then lay your soul to rest |
I been be’s on a nigga, put these on a nigga |
Squeeze on a nigga, now ease on nigga |
'Fore you get peed on nigga, you know what I’m about |
I’m a nigga from the ghetto, comin straight out the South |
Keep my name out your mouth, 'fore I pop up at your house |
Put a bullet in your spouse and set a flame and bounce |
I’m the wrong nigga to deal with, cause I be on some real shit |
Worst one to play with, so careful what you say bitch |
Y’all be on some gay shit, my heart pump the G shit |
Don’t start shit won’t be shit, cause I’ll expose your weakness |
With a gun at the playground, makin niggas lay down |
And your ass like stay down, the fuck you gotta say now? |
Niggas is silent when the pistol’s in they face |
And the barrel’s in they teeth and they breathin the oily taste |
And the reaper’s standin over ya heavin can hardly wait |
For the heathen to squeeze it and leave you leanin on the gates |