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tony mike - amity pt. 1 lyrics

[intro]
?

[hook]
(tony mike)
we roll, we ride, get drunk get high
get all f-cked up till the day we die
we stomp left, right, we keep crowds hype
we boys, we dogs, we down for life
amity, kin, comrads, friends
you f-ck with me, you f-ck with them

[verse 1]
(d. benton freestyling)
yeah, yeah
it’s etc, it’s b. reese/
y’all know who we f-ckin’ be
that n-gga tay, he don’t play
f-ckin’ with him you’ll get blown away
n-gga jamel, lookin’ like kanye
carry a gun with him every day
n-gga we so high, we be smoking like a chimney
but when its time to fight i go back and grab my ?
i don’t care what you thinking b-tch, i know it ain’t right
shoot you in your back, ran n-gga, got out of sight
i’m so high think i might take flight
run your mouth, diante will ya hook ya
follow up, yeah b-tch n-gga, give it to ya
get em real high, n-gga said put ya motherf-ckin’ hands up
trying to sell everything to get by
but i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, least i tried
freestyling on this b-tch, n-gga that’s all i do
n-ggas try to be true, n-gga ain’t got a clue
i can rap this whole beat, n-gga, if i wanted to
but i dont give a f-ck, n-gga, i’ll get my crew
we’ll break your -ss n-gga, we’ll beat you fast n-gga
stomp you to the ground, n-gga, till you throw up n-gga
we don’t ever give a f-ck, want dueces on my truck
slap you in your face, n-gga, you ’bout to get f-cked up
get on the ground make your b-tch suck my d-ck
i don’t never give a f-ck, n-gga, bout that dirty b-tch
smack her in her motherf-cking face
? try to spray mace
n-gga, freestyling, n-gga, thats what i do every day

[verse 2]
(tony mike)
my rhymes hard as a stone and i’m headed for gl-ss city/
bout to break a few bones, i go down, you going with me
i’m about chicks with big t-tties, 100s and the 50s/
pills, alcohol, and getting rich quickly
one thing that always gets me, why these pr-cks try to tempt me/
i have boys to grip a pistol ’till the clip gets empty
i’m either reppin’ gainesville, or pimpin evidently/
i can f-ck a b-tch rough, or i can f-ck a b-tch gently
you know to these hoes, anthony’s not friendly/
friends, i got plenty, from to diante williams to britain lindley
to damichael benton to idm we-
will blast caps at our enemies!
we drink that hennessy!
i get drunk with my homies, i get high with my homies/
don’t try no sh-t cuz i’ll for die with my homies
keep it stoned, stay f-cked up forever/
cuz if we gonna die we gone die together

[hook x2]
(tony mike)
we roll, we ride, get drunk get high
get all f-cked up till the day we die
we stomp left, right, we keep crowds hype
we boys, we dogs, we down for life
amity, kin, comrads, friends
you f-ck with me, you f-ck with them

- tony mike lyrics

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