| Yeah, T is up in this bitch
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| A.k.a. |
| Tony Montana
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| On the? |
| bitch, yeah, they can’t touch me, yeah
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| Tony Montana, I shot up a body in Atlanta
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| Dump that bitch in the river it don’t matter
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| Still make moves on the street it don’t stop
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| Still got the connect for the guns and crack rocks
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| Niggas hate my style cause my style’s irregular
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| Never talk about weed on your Bernie Mack cellular
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| Connect with E, I got some D on the scale
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| Niggas been gettin mail since Boomin Words From Hell
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| And I got that drug parephenalia
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| Deep down and we affiliated
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| We often imitated but we’re never duplicated
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| T.N.T you know me, I’m on the east side
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| And my gat’s on my side when it’s time to ride
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| Oh my god, he’s got a gun…
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| Oh my god he’s got a gun
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| (I'm bout to bust yo ass)
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| Oh my god, he’s got a gun…
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| (and I’m down to blast)
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| Oh my god, he’s got a gun
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| Oh my god he’s got a gun so don’t be surprised
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| When I bust this muthafucka right in front of your eyes
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| (But killas don’t talk, but killas don’t talk)
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| So nigga I stay silent
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| Cause every young nigga that I know out here is violent
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| And he’ll shoot your ass at the drop of a dime
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| It’s kill or be killed, that’s the state of mind
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| With no worries in they eyes but time for the crime
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| Cause half these muthafuckas on this planet is blind
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| Ya see Natas is Satan, I didn’t wanna yell it
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| But N-A-T-A-S is how us niggas spell it
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| Last time I said Fuck the whole world ya didn’t hear me
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| Now I’m whippin out the mac to make you punk niggas fear me
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| Oh my god, he’s got a gun…
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| Oh my god he’s got a gun
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| (I'm bout to blast yo ass)
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| Oh my god, he’s got a gun…
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| Oh my god, he’s got a gun |