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    Cormega

    Montana Diary

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [Cormega]
    Yo, pushin' a red Lex, mini screens in my headsets
    So much beef, police suprised I ain't dead yet
    I keep mad heat, under my passenger seat, to master the beef
    It's so real, if I don't see you, I'm snatchin' ya peeps
    It's on, nigga, whoever get hit first, is gonna kiss dirt
    My soldiers, cold blooded, vultures
    Cold flooded, on streets, we control hundreds
    I drink coladas, but some of my niggaz roll blunted
    Ya man froze when I drove up, I symbolize death
    Like a cobra attack, your life fear is over
    Black you fucked up, you never should of stepped up
    My spot cocked, suckers, scared to die, tough luck
    Run, prepare to meet ya maker, no longer is you grimey
    Motherfucker, fear paper
    I burn your insides like Henny, nigga, need a taster?
    Pray to gods, the way ya odds, cuz only he could save ya
    Motherfuckers, it's..
    [Chorus 2X: Cormega]
    The Montana shit, the money and the power shit
    Real recognize real, dough, I need alot of it
    My name, you honor it, niggaz analyze with me
    Need to take a look inside the Montana diary
    [Cormega]
    Yo, I walk among men that wanna be me, love that wanna see me
    Mega Montana, drama, I love, bring it
    Never sleepin', I close my eyes and see my enemies
    With nines reachin', so I awaken
    Criminal thoughts, become premeditation
    Yo, fuck explanations, son, I need the safe combinations
    Surrounded by snipers in a major operation
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