Tony Montana

Lyrics
[Intro] (J X L A N cooked the sauce) (J, this shit too crazy) [Chorus] These niggas broke as hell I used to serve with no scale I just put P's in the mail He think he a demon, he pop all them pills All of my niggas, they real All of my niggas gon' kill I am not buyin' that pint if it ain't sealed Seal on, nigga, it's a deal [Verse 1] I'm throwin' B's, I want a mil' Blow tryna blow, he in the field That nigga Bill, he tryna kill A lot of these rap niggas, I don't feel You a ho, nigga, you can't keep it real You don't know nothin' 'bout sharin' no meal I love her head, she got some skills My nigga want a body, I told him to chill These bitches hoes for real Thesе niggas share clothes for real I don't еven want no deal I don't even pop no pill But I be ready to drill I ain't never had no Uncle Phil You never had no money for real Have you ever had to catch you a sale? [Chorus] These niggas broke as hell I used to serve with no scale I just put P's in the mail He think he a demon, he pop all them pills All of my niggas, they real All of my niggas gon' kill I am not buyin' that pint if it ain't sealed Seal on, nigga, it's a deal [Verse 2] Free all my niggas locked down in the cage (LSP) Forever, we havin' our way Speak on Gabe and get shot in your face My little brother just caught him a case Police behind me, I did the race You want a Lil' Kim, I want a Faith I rock it, it ain't safe I just put 10K up in the safe I dropped me a chain, but I ain't no slave It look like I just robbed me a bank Smokin' stank breath, my breath gon' stank You tryna roll, you ain't no saint Five-gram 'Wood, I'm finna faint I do a lot of shit that you can't I do a lot of shit that you ain't My young nigga come through and paint
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- YSR Gramz