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2REAL. 2HARD Video (MV)




Performed By: Tony-T Boi
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Antonio Furlow




Tony-T Boi - 2REAL. 2HARD Lyrics




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Too Real
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Too Real
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I ain't finna tell ya how I got away with this shit
You should expect it ,if you disrespect me, yeah

I'm trained for W.A.R, lets go Armagedón
I just , f*ck your bitch, that's why you can't get it
Like, won't need no money, my face card is credit
I'm smokin' on gas, this ain't unleaded

Said it, you do it, I already did it
I've been in a little beast, scene i came out the belly
My ex is pathetic, they say they regret it
Always smokin' medical, I am a medic

I cannot f*ck with you if you ain't authentic
DJ runnin' back like my name's Jerome Bettis
I love to get money, yeah, I got a fetish
D-S-G-B, I was born ready

Ain't no Queen Latifah, but I'm goin' to set it
Your girl sleepin', dreamin' bout me like I'm Freddy
But rock like I'm Rocco, no, I ain't goin' steady
Rough ridin', since I came out the belly

Vacuum sealin', melanin, they never smell it
I just f*cked your bitch in my brand nu Margielas
Her pussi swelled up so that way you can't get her
I'm a fly fella, I live for three letters

My life got enlightened, but it ain't the devil
But since I'm a rebel, they say I'm the devil
So I'ma rock hard, live life heavy metal
I got a brave heart and I never settle

My exes pathetic, they want it together
They say they regret it, since I got some fetty
I looked at them hoes like, no, you ain't ready
Heavy artillery for Armageddon

Talkin' that bullshit, don't even sweat it
But come my direction, you gonna get it
Thank God I'm dyslexic, I see your lil' method
I live my life from a different perspective

I am the president, I got elected
I break your lil' jaw, no ed',edd,and eddy
Don't need no money, my fans call this credit
I'm eatin' good, Italian spaghetti

I was born a winner, so why is you jealous
You shouldn't have did it, and now you regret it
You say you gon' do it, well, I already did it
Yes, you expect it if you disrespect me

I'm trained for war, let go Armageddon
I G-F*cked your bitch, that's why you can't get it
Don't need no money, my face card, is credit
I'm smokin' on gas, this ain't unleaded

Said that you do it, I already did it
I've been a lil' beast since I came out the belly
My exes pathetic, they say they regret it
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Music
Scoop
Too Real
Scoop

Too Real
Music
I ain't finna tell ya how I got away with this shit
You should expect it ,if you disrespect me, yeah

I'm trained for W.A.R, lets go Armagedón
I just , f*ck your bitch, that's why you can't get it
Like, won't need no money, my face card is credit
I'm smokin' on gas, this ain't unleaded

Said it, you do it, I already did it
I've been in a little beast, scene i came out the belly
My ex is pathetic, they say they regret it
Always smokin' medical, I am a medic

I cannot f*ck with you if you ain't authentic
DJ runnin' back like my name's Jerome Bettis
I love to get money, yeah, I got a fetish
D-S-G-B, I was born ready

Ain't no Queen Latifah, but I'm goin' to set it
Your girl sleepin', dreamin' bout me like I'm Freddy
But rock like I'm Rocco, no, I ain't goin' steady
Rough ridin', since I came out the belly

Vacuum sealin', melanin, they never smell it
I just f*cked your bitch in my brand nu Margielas
Her pussi swelled up so that way you can't get her
I'm a fly fella, I live for three letters

My life got enlightened, but it ain't the devil
But since I'm a rebel, they say I'm the devil
So I'ma rock hard, live life heavy metal
I got a brave heart and I never settle

My exes pathetic, they want it together
They say they regret it, since I got some fetty
I looked at them hoes like, no, you ain't ready
Heavy artillery for Armageddon

Talkin' that bullshit, don't even sweat it
But come my direction, you gonna get it
Thank God I'm dyslexic, I see your lil' method
I live my life from a different perspective

I am the president, I got elected
I break your lil' jaw, no ed',edd,and eddy
Don't need no money, my fans call this credit
I'm eatin' good, Italian spaghetti

I was born a winner, so why is you jealous
You shouldn't have did it, and now you regret it
You say you gon' do it, well, I already did it
Yes, you expect it if you disrespect me

I'm trained for war, let go Armageddon
I G-F*cked your bitch, that's why you can't get it
Don't need no money, my face card, is credit
I'm smokin' on gas, this ain't unleaded

Said that you do it, I already did it
I've been a lil' beast since I came out the belly
My exes pathetic, they say they regret it
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Writer: Antonio Furlow
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