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Tony Touch f Cormega

Cormega Freestyle

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[Cormega]What up son? It`s MegaTony Touch, what da deal dun-dunYo yo yo yo yoWhen I die, remember me for fly jewels, nines, and HennesyTropical weed, Rovers, Beamers, Infiniti`sDun, I`ma drop it, consider me a ghetto prophet (why?)I could write trife or recite a mellow topic (true)In the streets, I had to maintain selfSon I packed enough heat to make thermometers meltThe trife life, I seen a lot of faces I hatedI exist in a cypher where drug dealers are livin itMore niggas are prisoned nowadays, we livin fouler waysThe whole hood is in a marijuana dazeI know the power of a dollar savedSon I`m young, but I`m out for the cash the old-timers craveBack in the day dope king, sweeter than AlizeNow it take forever and a dayI used to measure grams, but now I got better plansDrivin a fuckin Navigator in the desert sandsI never ran and never will, get outta hand and Mega willSend a missle at your chest and mad red`ll spillCuz I`m exalted from words spoke and courtshipsSeen some other bigger drug dealer blowin fortunesIn back rooms, niggas be sniffin like vaccuumsReminesce to `88, the year crack ruledThey had Night Delta Forces pumpin clear capsulesFive for forty, had fiends like "I only rob for shorty"My story real than yours, imaginated, fabricatedI`m Mega Montana, drama and retaliation, what nigga what?BIOTCH! Ha ha ha

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