Lyrics:
My portfolio reads, leads to Don Corleone, nigga please
Ten year feleon, heavy on the wrist, our face used
With the diamond blooded Jesus and blind
fell asleep with that paper
Bro, I can't tell you 'bout no capers
I just took the middle man off
I go Corleone 'bout the check
I was getting the dome
And tell 'em it's Kurupt and Snoop
Fuck your crew it's on I take your Brome
It's Don Corleone in the Chronic zone
I turn your dubs into nickels while I'm
dons of the four families
Beyonce Corleone from the South West
Ah, Latavia Menser from the four-four
Our objective of this meeting today is
taped to the toilet
Like I'm michael corleone in the bathroom scene
Young black vito, chopped and wrapped kilos
Clap torpedos, stack, doritos
We in
homey Snoop Don Corleone
Spittin it, hittin it, while I'm gettin that
Bout it, bout it, and happy to shout out, mmm
I dissapear 'fore the game get
zone like a Corleone
No more fuckin' with that homegrown
Hit the shit we on
The rolleo's and the baguettes
You still fuckin' with them faggots
Young Bleed Corleone
In the jungle, where the murder men mumble for months and days
Trippin' off the blunts we blaze, hell of a high
And tellin' 'em
kingpin, who also slam and strike edition
Whattup, Corleone smoke the bone Tone phone me
Whattup he tried to slang there, address him with chrome only
also
Slam the strike edition
What up? Corleone smoke the bone
Tone phone me
What up? He tried to slang there
Address him with chrome only
Grady with
Corleone (brrat)
I will still slide like Neo, uh (hello)
Kief all around my pre-roll (yeah)
New Orleans, nigga, I'm Creole
She said, "Babe, does it hurt
a distant cousin, brother, little sister
I see myself in the young ones
When I look in their eyes it feel like a mirror
Corleone all on my own (Don)
Bitch niggas mix love with this hip-hop
Just to be on, now what the fuck are we on
LBC, we've been known to get our G on
They call me Don Corleone
dawg, he bought a Mac eleven
Forty rounds hollerin' "where the ? at"
Nigga dead serious choppa with a shoulder strap
Microphone Micheal Corleone I know
influence
The towers fell, turning to Ground Zero
Kids didn't like Reggie Jackson
Nicki Barnes their hero
As I play Rothstein, Corleone like Rob De Niro
She'll be an A student time she get out my bed
I'm flashy, I'm rolling with the stones
Get at me, I'm moving with the chrome
A made man, a Don Corleone
Jones, a different picture
Strong as bones like Corleones, the realest figures
Speakin' in native tongues, me, myself and I
Through Michael Rapaport eyes,
Ralph Lauren
Every time I get out, they pull me right back in
The Michael Corleone of the microphone
The Michelangelo of flow I paint pictures with
I'm Michael Corleone
Scarface bitch I got it goin' on
One time for all the feds watchin'
Get inside tips when your money long
Got big, my plan bigger
on
She put that shit on, panties in a bunch (woo)
Don Corleone, yellow diamonds like the sun (yellow)
I caught her watchin' me (I caught her)
Tanning
at what I did" (yeah, yeah)
Only rockin' fly shit like some
Sort of fetal Corleone, tony Montana hybrid
Philanthropical (yeah) , hot tropical, beach
Kaki-Corleone, Corleone-Kaki
20-20, Menace Fantôme pétasse
Opps, pow
Askip, tu veux prendre mon tos-ma, négro, viens l'faire
Négro, viens voir,
tapiner Monique
Aïe, aïe, aïe, aïe, aïe, aïe, c'est nous les Corleone
Les nouveaux Corleone, Don Vito, Michael et Sonny
Eh, c'est nous les nouveaux
passe dans l'tieks, tout l'monde crie, "oh la, oh la pute"
Il a pas réussi à t'ken, il t'a collé une réput'
Corleone, Gueko, négro, j'ai la vision
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