Lyrics:
see, I whacked this guy Tony from the upper east side
But he got up
Boy, was I surprised
Was it the mash?
You mean that old song from the 60's?
Yes yes
R@ck$ me i want
money me i want
Sometimes e go good
Sometimes e go bad
Sometimes e go be like say say you want to mad
Say you want to cry and then
grammar I I just wanna by my mama a phantom
I remember she told me have to good manners imma do for you you was dad and Santa
Lookin for paradise in life
know then you know never been no Romeo
I'm Tony wit da yayo you talking pesos
I drop a bag on a nigga head dats halo
She in the wind when she bust a lick
fell in love, you got shot by Cupid
You haunt me and taunt me because my name is worth money
I give you some love, and now you seem to act funny
Was
you got shot by Cupid
You haunt me and taunt me because my name is worth money
I give you some love, and now you seem to act funny
Was it you got
goods man they can't be good,
you pissing on my fire or you throwing on wood?
Seem like everybody got yo back until it's time,
tony hawk pro skater 2 back
to break the finish line tape in the race/The heart of the city/Raised by Reganomics/Sittin' on the committee when you move I make a profit/Listen-this all
me in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
*whistling*
Come here boy, sit booboo sit
good
know I never guess
Beat the block I'm due in court
They calling me relentless
Took em down
Ain't a question
You or me
I wouldn't guess
Nonstop go and get
could you run it back by me
Sit it on his fade even though it ain't Friday
Throw it back like it was a Thursday
I'm his main, it ain't gotta be Wednesday
stay true
That shit will hurt you like a K do
Being crossed by your homie, wow, he ain't the same dude
I'm bent off good wine, like Bokeem Woodbine
a faucet just might get plugged
Coming down my nigga might steal some yayo
I'ma Tony that nigga he better run
Aiming my gun that's smith Wesson
Pray
gonna help you when
He stuck in the pen lifes full of choices
You can choose a better life
Start by choosing the telly
We meeting there tonight
I talk
I drive Lambo
Off white yayo, digital scale yo
Fish scale sendin' my pigeons by mail
Bring in my drain folk, [Incomprehensible] folk
ready for this shit, aye, don't go
Muhfuckin republic like Congo, aye
My hat like Tony Yayo, aye
I talk to a tí like, hey yo, aye
With that bitch
I don't
I like this shit, shit kinda hard Dancing in palm angels, bitch I got that stick
on me Been serving yayo since I was a jit, I feel
like Big Tony You
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
the bread
Tell em double up the mayo
She is not go say no
She loyal as Tony Yayo
I ain't come to play though
There's money to be made hoe
This illegal
fell in love, you got shot by Cupid
You haunt me and taunt me because my name is worth money
I give you some love, and now you seem to act funny
Was
niggas hustled at
Right by the stop sign, that's where they was bussin' at
When you come here with nothin', gotta learn how to provide
Carlo had a Benz
where us young niggas hustled at
Right by the stop sign, that's where they was bussin' at
When you come here with nothin', gotta learn how to provide
Releasing that delinquent shit
Call them up and tell them ayo
We should link a bit
Never tried the Yayo, but been feeling Tony
Moving unit's in unison by
homies, Skeme!
Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
That nigga duke just moved an ounce of yayo
And you know I keep gunners on the payroll
I even
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