hall jr - tony lyrics
[hook]
i feel just like tony when he jumped off the boat
gotta get me some dope cause i cannot be broke
i’m straight outta cuba my n-gg-s some shooters
dese n-gg-s talk wrong they gone chop off ya dome
took a load down the road pray i make it back home now i’m feeling invincible
n-gg- let’s do it!
dese n-gg-s can’t k!ll me
you n-gg-s some p-ss-es
they send out some bullets
i send them back to em
word round the city that young n-gg- strapped
don’t play with hall jr he sending them back
plus he came from the trap
yeah that one cross the tracks
i can’t snap what i do cause these n-gg-s some rats
go get you some money and never hold back then you stand in they chest til they know it’s a fact
rocking gucci and dior and prada that’s cool but i did that now i’m tryna get me some real estate
i’m tryna get me some real estate money don’t mean sh-t it just comes and go
gotta get me some property run up the equity
cause you know we getting a lil older
i done sold dope for a decade you better know eventually the feds gone catch up
you beat up the same block go get the same money you know that sh-t gotta change up
he say he thuggin to hard that n-gg- can’t even go change up
put on a suit and tie fool all the people they see all the tats and say we gang related
nah ain really with the gang banging i respect it but never would claim nothing
put my life on the line bout this money my n-gg- but nothing else ain no crash dummy
put it all on the line n-gg- if you standing for it then ride bout it
put it all on the line n-gg- if you standing for it then you dying bout it
i had to make all these moves by my lonesome ain never wait on n-body
got this sh-t up by so i spend by myself n-gg- f-ck all the help
yeah
i feel just like tony when he jumped off the boat
gotta get me some dope cause i cannot be broke
i’m straight outta cuba my n-gg-s some shooters
dese n-gg-s talk wrong they gone chop off ya dome
took a load down the road pray i make it back home now i’m feeling invincible
n-gg- let’s do it!
you n-gg-s can’t k!ll me
you n-gg-s some p-ss-es
they send out some bullets
i send them back to em
word round the city that young n-gg- strapped
don’t play with hall jr he sending them back
plus he came from the trap
yeah that one cross the tracks
i can’t snap what i do cause these n-gg-s some rats
go get you some money then never hold back then you stand in they chest til they know it’s a fact
rocking gucci and dior and prada that’s cool but i did that now i’m tryna get me some real estate
yeah yeah yeah yeah
we came a long way
look in my face and see tear drops i got that sh-t tatted cause i wear my heart on my jacket
i put my heart in a box and buried it
can’t show you no love at all
this b-tch on my d-ck now i was in lost in found n-body could save me
so i had to save my self
so i had to save my self
so i had to save my self
lil n-gg- keep hollin he wit me i told him don’t tell me you better off proving it
ain tryna do to much talking bout it n-gg- shut up if you gone go do the sh-t
got a big gun on my waste and i barely can tote it
it’s hard to stay focused a n-gg- try, try me i’m locking and loaded
i try to stay clear out the beef til i’m chosen
never hate on a new n-gg- that’s poppin you gotta sit back and just wait on yo turn
it’s probably some sh-t that you gotta go learn
how you want god to give you something you ain’t even ready for
had to work day and night all i had was the spot
you can’t never be timid when you chasing cash
n-gg- smell a weakness now they on yo -ss you better go and get up out the trap
you better go and get up out the trap boy that sh-t bout to cost you yo life
you better go and get up out the trap before that sh-t go and cost you yo life
yeah i had to get me some money i had to go grind right
had to go use my brain
n-gg- play it’s going down tonight
i cannot fall back
yeah
i cannot hold back
i cannot fall back
never gone hold back
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