DJ Swet & Milano Constantine – Tuffer Than Dice Lyrics
Artist: DJ Swet & Milano Constantine
Song: Tuffer Than Dice
Ayo, Milano, dime qué pasó… Otro palo
Ten cuidado, beware del veterano
Let it rain on these palomasos, sin hambre no hay hustle
Still putting it down por si acaso
Yeah, y’all n#gg#s fabricating stories
From these raps I made the glory, “warrior” tattooed on me
Shit, I’m a different category, pockets filled with chicken cacciatore
Biochemist in the laboratory backup off me
Six feet social distance, n#gg#s make motion pictures
So definitive, n#gg#s mimic think it’s dope up in it
Chauffeur driven suburban trucks, yeah, Koko B. Ware
Y’all n#gg#s birds to us, wrap you up in Persian rugs
Words are murdеrous, load the ammo, put up your dough to gamble
n#gg#s carry sticks, no Roman candles, soldiеrs’ll blam you
Joe DiMaggio, I’m a legend, you know my status, though
Antidote, bury you n#gg#s up in the catacombs
This Salvatore Ferragamo kid, n#gg#, my moto is
Ringside Cus D’Amato sh#t, Moët bottles in the fridge
Louis the 16th, Coogis in mint green
I gave you slick things, is Constantine been in the greedy streets
Gun fire like the Middle East, a little yeast that’ll make the bread rise
Colombian necktie, those your best rhymes?
Scrub n#gg#s, Left Eye, Chilli and T-Boz
D’s in a Nissan flew overseas to recharge
Boricua and africano, super fly bagging y’all hoes
In back off the Tahoe pockets filled with cilantro
My sh#t knock, though, ultraviolet make the crops grow
Twenty plus in this sh#t, n#gg#, hell of a milestone
Romeo and Julieta, came with a few muñecas
On my block, with some Latin Kings and a few ñetas
n#gg#s catch up, chain all VVS
My boys selling pill out his crib, think it’s a CVS
The fiends geeking, yes, got ‘em scratching like the 1200s
World summit, sat with OGs and got some pearls from it
My sh#t raw like “Liquid Sword”, “4th Chamber”
See me fly in some cross trainers, scientist’s how my thoughts create it
Harlem nights like Richard Pryor
Catch me riding in a hybrid, Mobb Deep’s “Temperature’s Rising”
Infamous keep penning all this thrilling sh#t
My hill is lite Manhattan Av, where hustlers and killers live
Ayo, Milano, dime qué pasó… Otro palo
Ten cuidado, beware del veterano
Let it rain on these palomasos, sin hambre no hay hustle
Still putting it down por si acaso
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DJ Swet & Milano Constantine Lyrics – Tuffer Than Dice
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From the album:
Block Work [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021