Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tony Soprano , by - Nines. Song from the album Crop Circle, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XL
Song language: English
Tony Soprano |
| Ice City jewels we na' pity |
| Zino Records |
| Ha ha ha ha ha! |
| 5ive Music |
| It’s that nigga, Nina with the Nina |
| Huh! |
| New crib mad, by the gates got the cameras |
| Moved out the hood now I got neighbours like Flanders |
| Cah I’m chandelier livin', room marble |
| New watch lookin' like I shipped it in from Basel |
| My nigga Rizzy on the train, bringin' down a parcel |
| Still calling shots like I’m giving out samples |
| Earning bare dough these shoes on my feet are old school Italian, |
| like Totti and Del Piero |
| Usually drunk when I leave the dance |
| Before I go home I gotta feed these plants |
| Your re-up probably fit in a bra, my re-up couldn’t fit in a car |
| Back in jail I only had 8 channels |
| Had 'em puttin' letters in the box like scrabble |
| Niggas lying 'bout their AKs and how they been in war |
| They don’t roll with Dracos like Gryffindor |
| Shoutouts to my nigga Bunds that’s a real spartan |
| The roof on my new whip’s on a milk carton |
| When you was up in Lovebox sweating nigga |
| I was in that bud box sweating nigga |
| These days it’s like I live in the tent |
| Copped my first Q tied to a brick like cement |
| Stepped my game up, iced out everytime you saw me |
| Ain’t just fly in the web like a spider caught me |
| School days selling weed on my scooter |
| Sittin' on 40 ounces like Sharif on the cooler |
| I was selling crack on the strip |
| Posted with the fiends, out there with more pipes than the back of my whip |
| Labeled me a boss when I was on the curb slanging |
| Threw me on the wing, said I was a bird barren |
| My nigga Kilo would break a brick down into stones |
| Nina been whipping since Indiana Jones |
| Seen empires turn to sand, hands on with the B |
| I got dirty hands |
| Popped a pack of cookies, it weren’t Marylands |
| It’s different on my block |
| When you was cropping pictures, I was giving out pictures of my crop |
| Certified rapstar, I bring them groupies through |
| On my Spielberg shit, I don’t just rap I make movies too |
| Wish a nigga spin on me', cah I got my ting on me |
| Suun in the stizzy, that’s the same size as Likkle T |
| Before rap I ran these streets |
| Had niggas ticking boxes like canteen sheets |
| And I been in cunch grindin', ain’t been home for days |
| I ain’t rolling haze, I only smoke Yelaze |
| When they was poppin' bottles, I was on my extra grind |
| This rollie on my wrist ain’t to check the time |
| Where I’m from niggas get high off of needles |
| Have you seen the Sopranos? |
| My life’s like the sequel |
| It’s Nines |