Tony 'N Sosa / 1996
Bitch I'm turnt up, don't fuck with me like if I'm Sosa
Keep my anger pent-up
Because I never get no closure
Hoe, I'm really ranked up
These rappers weak like a mimosa, but I'm gettin tired
Of hearing all these muthafuckas thinking I'm not wired
Just cause I never listened to yo' ass don't mean you higher
I never fucked with chu so ima do my own desire
I body tracks but mostly leave them with the Pk Fire
Soon as I get bread, bitch ima up and leave
I don't choke when I spit for folks and I'm just a beginner
But they fuck with me
My chain shimmer in the sun but geez
Seize all your moments, like a soldier at ease
I'm my own dude, never try to appease
Flow acrobatic like I'm doing trapeze
Diego in the back and he still smoking trees
Blaow! Hands up, now I made yo ass freeze
Bitch I'm messed up
Keep my tommy tucked
The fuck is up?
Open up trunks
Keep the bodies tucked
You know what's up
Bitch I'm messed up
Keep my tommy tucked
The fuck is up?
Open up trunks
Keep the bodies tucked
You know what's up
I got real shit in my dna
This propaganda my PSA
This real music, this good music
Fuck your VMAs
Side chicks and some lemonade
Im in this shit like everyday
Like yeah
All the time, ain't no telling it
All we yelling is
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT THEY GOT TO SAY
BITCH WE COMING UP, OUT THE FUCKING WAY
Honestlyyyyy
We just we just double down to this real shit
I'll call em out till i feel fit
I'll box out on those pulpits
Its all love but i gotta kill shit, yeah
Up my skill set, yeah
Like look at the time, look the clock
Fucking the world, I'm coming if you like it or not
Ive been striving to kill all my enemies
I don't understand how they still with the jealousy
Off of the gram, these people the same too me
Damn, Ive been the man since back watching sesame
Please understand do not fuck with my legacy
How can you hate that shit is unsettling
Wasting my day with drama you pedaling
Asking myself like how many lies
How many cries
But Fuck it thats for a different time
On some Montana shit
Don't kill my fucking vibe
Bitch I'm messed up
Keep my tommy tucked
The fuck is up?
Open up trunks
Keep the bodies tucked
You know what's up
Bitch I'm messed up
Keep my tommy tucked
The fuck is up?
Open up trunks
Keep the bodies tucked
You know what's up
Niggas get laid out
My choppa roll in silence, take my blades out
All black whips, stick the Ks out
Ima heathen and there ain't no church in the wild
Fuck tryna play it safe, this god move so vile
Pigs at the crime scene, leave 'em stuck in denial
Stomp they ass out with my mask on bitch
This is hacksaw ridge
I won't pass on shit
Genocide colodascope
Bodies dropping, higher hopes
Stacking chips like Idaho
Taking souls, body's pile on the street top
Nigga think he fire till I show his ass he not
Blow the candle out
Pull up at the red light
Fucker showed up expecting a fist fight
Keep my anger pent-up
Because I never get no closure
Hoe, I'm really ranked up
These rappers weak like a mimosa, but I'm gettin tired
Of hearing all these muthafuckas thinking I'm not wired
Just cause I never listened to yo' ass don't mean you higher
I never fucked with chu so ima do my own desire
I body tracks but mostly leave them with the Pk Fire
Soon as I get bread, bitch ima up and leave
I don't choke when I spit for folks and I'm just a beginner
But they fuck with me
My chain shimmer in the sun but geez
Seize all your moments, like a soldier at ease
I'm my own dude, never try to appease
Flow acrobatic like I'm doing trapeze
Diego in the back and he still smoking trees
Blaow! Hands up, now I made yo ass freeze
Bitch I'm messed up
Keep my tommy tucked
The fuck is up?
Open up trunks
Keep the bodies tucked
You know what's up
Bitch I'm messed up
Keep my tommy tucked
The fuck is up?
Open up trunks
Keep the bodies tucked
You know what's up
I got real shit in my dna
This propaganda my PSA
This real music, this good music
Fuck your VMAs
Side chicks and some lemonade
Im in this shit like everyday
Like yeah
All the time, ain't no telling it
All we yelling is
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT THEY GOT TO SAY
BITCH WE COMING UP, OUT THE FUCKING WAY
Honestlyyyyy
We just we just double down to this real shit
I'll call em out till i feel fit
I'll box out on those pulpits
Its all love but i gotta kill shit, yeah
Up my skill set, yeah
Like look at the time, look the clock
Fucking the world, I'm coming if you like it or not
Ive been striving to kill all my enemies
I don't understand how they still with the jealousy
Off of the gram, these people the same too me
Damn, Ive been the man since back watching sesame
Please understand do not fuck with my legacy
How can you hate that shit is unsettling
Wasting my day with drama you pedaling
Asking myself like how many lies
How many cries
But Fuck it thats for a different time
On some Montana shit
Don't kill my fucking vibe
Bitch I'm messed up
Keep my tommy tucked
The fuck is up?
Open up trunks
Keep the bodies tucked
You know what's up
Bitch I'm messed up
Keep my tommy tucked
The fuck is up?
Open up trunks
Keep the bodies tucked
You know what's up
Niggas get laid out
My choppa roll in silence, take my blades out
All black whips, stick the Ks out
Ima heathen and there ain't no church in the wild
Fuck tryna play it safe, this god move so vile
Pigs at the crime scene, leave 'em stuck in denial
Stomp they ass out with my mask on bitch
This is hacksaw ridge
I won't pass on shit
Genocide colodascope
Bodies dropping, higher hopes
Stacking chips like Idaho
Taking souls, body's pile on the street top
Nigga think he fire till I show his ass he not
Blow the candle out
Pull up at the red light
Fucker showed up expecting a fist fight
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