tuffest song in existence

[JordanFagget271]

you had to be there, hype was incredible

 

[JordanFagget271]

*max volume

 

[asdvek]

If there's females in a song it's not tuff or High T

 

[unknownincel]

no

 

[JordanFagget271]

If there's females in a song it's not tuff or High T

theyre spitting in girls mouths and holding them with a leash

no

yes

 

[JordanFagget271]

Strongest crew, bro, man
Tonight I’m feeling the mafia vibe, I’m driving with beer and rakija
I’m pushing two-fifty, enemies and snitches better hide
I’m flexing across the whole parking lot, our girls are in Nike
Coke’s hitting me, everyone’s stuffing it up their nose, see you tonight on the floor


Drag the girl by the hair, our fathers did it like that too
Untie the cash for me, creatine in the mix, like Serbian Pablo in Narcos
Bank accounts are thick, delinquents, never nerds
I’m rolling in the flesh, brother’s on the run, this is Serbian Medellín


Always moving, never sitting, the product is good, swear to my mom
Heads spicy, green stuff, dogs sniff it out well
I won’t run, but maybe I should, bro, I’d mess up the operation
I’ll always make cash on the hustle (I’ll make cash)


We put the goods on the market, censored nudity (Ya)
What are you, bro, a pistachio, a cop, or an animal? (What?)
I keep them on a chain, nobody’s allowed to fight for it (House)
Only luxury, let the poor suck it (Rrrra)


We put the goods on the market, censored nudity (Ya)
What are you, bro, a pistachio, a cop, or an animal? (What?)
I keep them on a chain, nobody’s allowed to fight for it (House)
Only luxury, let the poor suck it (Rrrra)


Hey, don’t call the mobile, call the landline, cigarettes are business
I learned the trade on the street, now I drink whiskey in a villa
A Rolex shines on my wrist, crazy cars, expensive things I wear
Driving three hundred, spending three hundred thousand
Life is fast, but that’s what excites me


Expensive tattoos on my skin
Never in the crowd, always in the VIP box
Before I used to jump on the first call
But as time flies, my phone rings longer


My damn hustle phone is ringing
’Cause I ride the beat like Air Max on concrete
I’ll pay for your girl with a white package
You get it, baby?


We put the goods on the market, censored nudity
What are you, son, a pistachio, a cop, or an animal?
I keep them on a chain, nobody’s allowed to fight for it
Only luxury, let the poor suck it


We put the goods on the market, censored nudity
I keep them on a chain, nobody’s allowed to fight for it

lyrics would be something like this, chatgpt says

i didnt read it but if its corny, js know that its not corny in serbian
tuffest song ever