sayin? Yo Rhome, man Tell em what that cop did to that kid [Tony Rhome] Yeah man, that's real messed up But I'ma tell ya like this Check it [VERSE 1: Tony
is what they all expect though So Esco can let the hook go [Verse 2:] Mann I'm livin large welcome to my fortress Crib pale white I call it the scott
the game? C'mon! (His basketball was like a member of his owwwwn family) In fact, better looking than my brother Tony Didn't owe me money, and didn't
earthy wisdom I'm immersed in millennial bad touch funk may day man with 808 trunk Ghostface tape bump, tooly clutched, Tony Robbins mantra mouth escape
"Smooth move Ex-Lax" Ya slippin' tryin' ta keep pace with the driver But you can't even catch my saliva From drippin', I'm spittin', all over you like Pippen Scottie
shit, gettin rich That's why my name ring bells all around this bitch Any hood you go through they know 50 Cent (wooo-oooh!) And I don't wanna talk about it (OHH!) [Chorus] [Tony
coffin with nails Nigga [Stage McCloud] How many times must I tell everybody? You not ready for Stage or my shottie I send cats to heaven with guides like Scottie
la mode et dans les rues,ca defile A la tele, y'a le Club Dorothee Le prince de bel air, le Cosby show et Sydney Les mecs se prennent pour Tony Montana
Damage your area, I'ma launch a fierce missile I roll schools, movin butt like I'm toilet tissue What is your issue? You over man, I don't miss you Scottie
thro it back Ima thro it way Like wammy when he was havin them rimmy attacks, wit yo mutha here we go Verse 1 Now this is how ima break it down Scott
doe, Cause, I love it more than i do my hoes yes i doess, I got gasoline comin out my pours, Imma torch, I got glasses like that white boy Scott Storch
, I take trips to the Bramuter so many cars I got more keys than a computer Screens fall like snow on a vacation to Alaska Fly to Nebraska for a date with Toni
prezzo Tre nessuno ti regala un cazzo La vita non paga le troie fanno strada I belli fanno strada gli infami sanno che?(Ohi!) RIT (x2) Palla: Tu chiamami Toni
Wet bars on the boat Wet broad money low Real like scott storch off from the coke Maybachs were a dream, now it's all real It's hard to get sleep laying
your vision's blurry, now focus is necessary Son, you hopeless like an ex-Christian We On the next Mission, to knock it out the park like Scott Brosius Me and Tony
vivienda me espian, soy un hipocondriaco de mierda comento una enfermedad y es mia, tu cabeza amigo es un atentado a la filosofia mas sana que puedo recordar, Tony
pusieron brutos mi lirica los deja en shock y aunque yo no tengo glock los pongo a brincar como tony hawk y a mi sin cojones di de mi lo que tu quieras
