Artist: Scarface Album: Untouchable Song: Ya Money or Ya Life Typed by: hood4life@yahoo.com One up for the hustlers and two times for the mathematics Long as I can grind I'm scratching And jacking cause money's got a funny way of finding Your ass just coming out your account when you start the climbing and blindly got you on a major chase for paper And now you got your eyes on my vault tryin' to take the paper The vapors will leave niggas wit dreams to face satan I'm pacin' with infa-red beams just waiting Hatin' and I don't cause the conversation He spoke wit his killer but now he's got to face him Racin cause off in these streets you aint promised tomorrow So if you bring pain I bring sorrow I warn you aint never been down to die slowly And surely got niggas down to die for me You owe me and I want it all and that's that Bitch you got to pay wit your life not scratch [Chorus] Don't want no money I want your life Don't want no money I want your life We straight niggas roll subtractors gettin down aint no factor We just like boys in the hood wit no actors Jack you got niggas down to come find you and heat your ass up and leave your yesterdays behind you Remind you a niggas definition means killa if he out of paper he gots to go bring the skrilla Stretch you aint never seen drama like I can bring it I'll wet you and leave you face down for no reason I seen it- aint many ways that you can change it I'm dangerous society got me stamped so I'ma blame it I'm aiming a fifty cal cannon at the planet And stampin' if any motherfucker left standin is stranded And I want it all and that's that Bitch you got to play wit your life not scratch [Chorus] If any nigga at the top of his game then you cant hate him Just watch for niggas who thinkin they game but you can't fade them I'll cross spray you you fakin your moves and I'll play you Ya balls playa, ya come with your goons and eye sprayer I promise the same promise the game promise When mutha fuckers step on my turf I bring drama How now you niggas flip the grip check I'll leave you shipwrecked in the valley of death dry wit your shit wet I'm down to die for my shit I'll put the hood on it I got my balls on this shit that put the good on it I got a strap I call the mind changer I'm more for realer than the shit that I kick when I feel that I'm danger I'll leave your family wit a fuck you note Where the fuck you wrote You pay wit your life, what the fuck you thought? [Chorus] - 4X