Tony Montaña (part. Tornillo)

Pure Clan Records, motherfuckers
2024
Kicking ass, you bastards

I'm still here in the hood, smoking weed
With the crew, downing some cold ones
If I take a hit, I feel like Tony Montana
Pure Mexican blood flows through my veins
I'm still here in the hood, smoking weed
With the crew, downing some cold ones
If I take a hit, I feel like Tony Montana
Pure Mexican blood flows through my veins

D-H-A are the letters
Watch your back, dude, if you don't respect it
I've been walking these streets for years
Putting up with those little wannabe rappers
I've been hustling since I was a kid
Rolling with my buddy Tornillo
I remember those nights when I carried a knife
And now I'm thinking about the diamonds in my ring
Crazy and drunk, straight from the rough neighborhood
No one can take us down, I handle them quick
They're all soft, the kid ain't happy
You know that fucking Dharius takes away all their manhood
It's over, it can't be, hit the spot, bring ten more
Some rocks for the high and some smokes for the ash
Once you got them, stash them right, stay sharp 'cause the cops are around
And if they stop you, don't freak out, tell them you're with Tirano D

I'm still here in the hood, smoking weed
With the crew, downing some cold ones
If I take a hit, I feel like Tony Montana
Pure Mexican blood flows through my veins
I'm still here in the hood, smoking weed
With the crew, downing some cold ones
If I take a hit, I feel like Tony Montana
Pure Mexican blood flows through my veins

Hey, it's Tornillo on the mic
With Dharius, ah
Just like that, bro

Once again, I'm feeling wild, but who cares, light another one
That's how the days go by while I float in the clouds
Hey, dude, do you really live like us?
Just like they see us, we stir up a ruckus
Bring out the tanks, make it two or three
If we're feeling wild, can't you see?
I stash the weed, pack it, light it up
And when I smoke it, it takes away my stress
Burning the bud in the morning
When your body leaves your bed
Light the flame and keep it cool
Just some smoke from the weed
This sounds dope, I’ll hook you up with the whole store
And you like this stuff 'cause I cook it for you
Slanted eyes, classy like Al Pacino
Never liked the leftovers, I was born to be a godfather

I'm still here in the hood, smoking weed
With the crew, downing some cold ones
If I take a hit, I feel like Tony Montana
Pure Mexican blood flows through my veins
I'm still here in the hood, smoking weed
With the crew, downing some cold ones
If I take a hit, I feel like Tony Montana
Pure Mexican blood flows through my veins