Tony Fontana III

Tony Fontana III

歌手:Hit-BoyCurren$y

所属专辑:SURF OR DROWN

发行时间:2023-03-24

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Chauncey Alexander Hollis Jr./Shante Scott Franklin

[00:00.443] 作曲 : Chauncey Alexander Hollis Jr.

[00:00.886]Ay, Tony (Wow)

[00:05.730]Fontana (Wow)

[00:10.267]Yeah, yeah

[00:12.390][Chorus: Hit-Boy]

[00:12.924]808 rolling, pockets bulging

[00:15.095]Arms wide open, niggas can't hold em

[00:16.699]Keep it in motion

[00:17.533]Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest

[00:19.693]Gangsta shit in my tape deck, running it back

[00:22.399]Really this shit is a marathon but we ain't running no track

[00:25.355][Verse 1: Hit-Boy]

[00:25.639]Yeah, yeah, yeah, I've been avoiding the noise

[00:28.892]Hopping in toys, moving poised

[00:30.248]Nothing is forced, mixing the formula

[00:31.837]Wedding in Florida

[00:32.893]We in domestic and we be foreign'd up (And we be foreign'd up)

[00:34.509]Like we some foreigners (Like we some forеigners)

[00:36.680]Overseas drеssed in fatigues

[00:38.282]In case you lil niggas want war with us

[00:40.375]On the I-10, we doing 120

[00:41.742]We keeping it pushing, got love for the clique

[00:43.101]When ain't nobody lookin'

[00:43.914]I kept this shit solid and look where it took me (Look where it took me)

[00:46.318]Heat up the stove, now I'm finna cook

[00:47.925]Funny thing is they already shook

[00:49.521]Word to AK, bitch I'm doing a look (Shakedown)

[00:51.146]808 rolling, pockets bulging

[00:53.607]Arms wide open, niggas can't hold em

[00:55.476]Keep it in motion

[00:56.289]Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest

[00:58.205]Gangsta shit in my tape deck, running it back

[01:01.189]Really this shit is a marathon but we ain't running no track

[01:04.126][Verse 2: Hit-Boy]

[01:04.664]We in the Hills, way in the Hills

[01:06.529]I ain't got no chill, we did it for real

[01:08.121]Look how I pose in all the stills

[01:09.758]All black hoodies like I'm doing drills (I'm doing drills)

[01:11.626]All I'm rocking is Nipsey blue

[01:14.031]Niggas be slimey and shifty too

[01:15.411]Can't let 'em around me, I'm simply through, for real

[01:17.547]Damn, too many years of this shit

[01:20.503]Too many characters pulling a skit

[01:22.134]Updated my style and then I updated the whip

[01:24.294]God my witness, I am to the Inland what Drake is to T.O.

[01:27.288]Whoadie check in with his BM in PO

[01:28.901]Dice game, bet whatever on Cee-Lo (Shakedown)

[01:30.517][Chorus: Hit-Boy]

[01:30.782]808 rolling, pockets bulging

[01:32.686]Arms wide open, niggas can't hold em

[01:34.022]Keep it in motion

[01:35.090]Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest

[01:36.972]Gangsta shit in my tape deck, running it back

[01:39.989]Really this shit is a marathon but we ain't running no track

[01:56.660]Gangsta shit in my tape deck, 88 'Vette

[01:59.846]We don't send threats, we just invest

[02:01.995]Collect interest, I'm not impressed, easily

[02:05.244]All of these hoes freaks to me, you had to trick to hit that bitch

[02:08.472]I smashed her and she bought me shit, it's fast and it cost hella chips

[02:11.955]I bought that bitch, I'm still alive cause all my OGs taught me shit

[02:15.196]Now my lil homies got heart and they smart

[02:18.222]But I don't send them to crash out 'cause I'm a boss

[02:21.452]The art of war, created more thinkers, we way more dangerous

[02:25.248]Some niggas hate on us when they need to thank us

[02:28.232]Emulate us but could never take us

[02:30.113]I got in this shit to buy my ma a house

[02:32.807]Somewhere along the lines, I end up famous

[02:34.998][Chorus: Hit-Boy]

[02:35.535]808 rolling, pockets bulging

[02:37.440]Arms wide open, niggas can't hold em

[02:38.799]Keep it in motion

[02:39.607]Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest

[02:42.008]Gangsta shit in my tape deck, running it back

[02:44.706]Really this shit is a marathon but we ain't running no track

[02:47.911][Outro: DJ Greg Street (Album Version Only)]

[02:48.179]Hit-Boy!

[02:52.450]Another one

[02:52.981]Greg Street's question of the day:

[02:54.316]Why advise people who don't wanna listen?

[02:57.536]Let the people do they thing

作词 : Chauncey Alexander Hollis Jr./Shante Scott Franklin

作曲 : Chauncey Alexander Hollis Jr.

Ay, Tony (Wow)

Fontana (Wow)

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]

808 rolling, pockets bulging

Arms wide open, niggas can't hold em

Keep it in motion

Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest

Gangsta shit in my tape deck, running it back

Really this shit is a marathon but we ain't running no track

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I've been avoiding the noise

Hopping in toys, moving poised

Nothing is forced, mixing the formula

Wedding in Florida

We in domestic and we be foreign'd up (And we be foreign'd up)

Like we some foreigners (Like we some forеigners)

Overseas drеssed in fatigues

In case you lil niggas want war with us

On the I-10, we doing 120

We keeping it pushing, got love for the clique

When ain't nobody lookin'

I kept this shit solid and look where it took me (Look where it took me)

Heat up the stove, now I'm finna cook

Funny thing is they already shook

Word to AK, bitch I'm doing a look (Shakedown)

808 rolling, pockets bulging

Arms wide open, niggas can't hold em

Keep it in motion

Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest

Gangsta shit in my tape deck, running it back

Really this shit is a marathon but we ain't running no track

[Verse 2: Hit-Boy]

We in the Hills, way in the Hills

I ain't got no chill, we did it for real

Look how I pose in all the stills

All black hoodies like I'm doing drills (I'm doing drills)

All I'm rocking is Nipsey blue

Niggas be slimey and shifty too

Can't let 'em around me, I'm simply through, for real

Damn, too many years of this shit

Too many characters pulling a skit

Updated my style and then I updated the whip

God my witness, I am to the Inland what Drake is to T.O.

Whoadie check in with his BM in PO

Dice game, bet whatever on Cee-Lo (Shakedown)

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]

808 rolling, pockets bulging

Arms wide open, niggas can't hold em

Keep it in motion

Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest

Gangsta shit in my tape deck, running it back

Really this shit is a marathon but we ain't running no track

Gangsta shit in my tape deck, 88 'Vette

We don't send threats, we just invest

Collect interest, I'm not impressed, easily

All of these hoes freaks to me, you had to trick to hit that bitch

I smashed her and she bought me shit, it's fast and it cost hella chips

I bought that bitch, I'm still alive cause all my OGs taught me shit

Now my lil homies got heart and they smart

But I don't send them to crash out 'cause I'm a boss

The art of war, created more thinkers, we way more dangerous

Some niggas hate on us when they need to thank us

Emulate us but could never take us

I got in this shit to buy my ma a house

Somewhere along the lines, I end up famous

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]

808 rolling, pockets bulging

Arms wide open, niggas can't hold em

Keep it in motion

Love to my closest ones who loved me at my lowest

Gangsta shit in my tape deck, running it back

Really this shit is a marathon but we ain't running no track

[Outro: DJ Greg Street (Album Version Only)]

Hit-Boy!

Another one

Greg Street's question of the day:

Why advise people who don't wanna listen?

Let the people do they thing

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