Pitty McGhetto - Tony (feat. Asani Hard)

It's business
We're soldiers
We follow codes
Orders
So does that justify everything that you do
Excuse me, let me tell you something
What do you think they were doing it for
Because they were trying to save us from poverty
No, they did it because they needed us
They needed us to build their cities
and dig their subways
and to make them richer
But some of us didn't want to swarm around their hive
and lose who we were
and preserve the things that meant something to us
Honor
And family
And loyalty
And some of us wanted a piece of the action
We weren't educated like the Americans
but we had the balls to take what we wanted
Bitch, I think I'm Tony
Soprano
Montana
Ridin' with the chopper
Got drums
Bananas
Bitch, I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I be with the thugs, hooligans the same thing
Bitch, I think I'm Tony
Soprano
Montana
Ridin' with the chopper
Got drums
Bananas
Bitch, I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I be with the thugs, hooligans the same thing
All my niggas apes
Yeah, we come up out that jungle
Had to name my chopper Erin how it hit you with that rumble
I could never drop the ball these pussies wishing for a fumble
He can work out all day give a fuck about his muscles
Man my gang like family
We just like Cosa Nota
Treat my opps like the pacc
And I'm a certified smoker
Niggas say they on, but I don't really know ya
Man, it's 40 like his bitch cause it don't take much to blow ya
Wood full of gas, but it smoke like a homie
Put him in a bag treat his ass like some groceries
Put some bread on his head like we was feedin' birds
Shot that nigga if he make it hope he never say a word
Bitch, I think I'm Tony
Soprano
Montana
Ridin' with the chopper
Got drums
Bananas
Bitch, I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I be with the thugs, hooligans the same thing
Bitch, I think I'm Tony
Soprano
Montana
Ridin' with the chopper
Got drums
Bananas
Bitch, I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I be with the thugs, hooligans the same thing
Niggas tell up on they self if you just sit back and observe em
Lifting heavy iron training for his waist them body burners
All them dead nigga names you said they come and haunt you full circle
I can tell by how you move you never had to stop a murder
Nigga don't speak his name, he ain't here up in the physical
Jesus always stayed with the killers and the criminals
Sacrificed 20 yrs nigga I ain't never dying
Text my OG an emoji so she know that I'm alive
Niggas switch up on they self, don't talk to me bout no loyalty
Have you spray painted yo name stitched in embroidery
Quiet bout my problems, family quick to chop shit down
He ain't mean to hit yo' homie say them bullets pocket dialed him
Bitch, I think I'm Tony
Soprano
Montana
Ridin' with the chopper
Got drums
Bananas
Bitch, I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I be with the thugs, hooligans the same thing
Bitch, I think I'm Tony
Soprano
Montana
Ridin' with the chopper
Got drums
Bananas
Bitch, I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I be with the thugs, hooligans the same thing

Written by:
D'Corrian St.Cyr-Thomas, Nicholas Sheffield

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