Tony Yayo

[fox69]

"Queens Anthem"
(feat. Nyemiah Supreme, Landlord, Ox & Lexx 9 Eleven)

"Queens Anthem"
(feat. Nyemiah Supreme, Landlord, Ox & Lexx 9 Eleven)



[Tony Yayo:]
El chapo uh
Southside

Twin glocks call em morris 10's
Cause all the hate start coming money pouring in
My life is like a movie, a mellow drama
The usual suspects is always in the line up
Lil mama think she nicki minaj, barbie
I move the things like labarbie
Strategically I make moves, so thorough
Deniro and raging bull pedal to the metal
3's company 2 girls jack tripper
Hypothermia cause my neck off the glitter
Papaer plates on european objects
Got this nigga running zig zags through his projects

[Nyemiah Supreme:]
Yayo know gotta stay low
Bad bitch lil devil with a halo
Queens slow up to team got nuts for the green
Aim high head shots head boy make a bedrock
No need for the keys gotta deadlock
Who's hot, these hoe's drive like vegas nevada
For real try a little harder
I don't get it rodney the barber
I'm speeding drop top season
Top reason why he's leaving
Competing ma you tweeting
I'm winning just the beginning
No stopping how I'm popping
I hold weight you see these bars I'm dropping

[Landlord:]
Brings your cams out cause this shit right here a killer
Got em screaming for jacksons like the black girl gotta thriller
A queens trapper, you see the moneys what my teams after
My lifes the movie shooter gotta bobby lee swagger
The nicest baller in the game nobodies stickin em
Eagles in the green 7 now we mike vicking em
From beans to gallardos a g told hold your car note
A wildcat pointing for the green like I'm rondo

[Ox:]
Everything I own homes my pride possesion
Came from some wild dreads and live 5 connections
4 k a day hustle 3 days a week
I only give muxic the change but what's a hunnid k advance
I do that shit in no time
Do it like jamaicans at the dancehall on my slow grind
No credit, bunch of dead presidents co-sign
Bad bitches oh she like a summance she so fine
I'm betting you don't know dimes
Fuck is niggas dreaming, if everybody winning
Then who the fuck is charlie sheen
You and your man flipping birds
Oh he's kel and kenan
Even worse you's a smoker
You should jump through the roof
You smoke crack waste time

[Lexx 9 Eleven:]
I don't waste time arguning with these new rap niggas
Thinking they might blow
They wanna go audio I'd rather let the auti go
Northside the 40 no guns taller than shawty lo
White flying spur jenobi san antonio
Niggas won't approach you but thugging and through some pro tools
Little niggas beef ain't real I call it tofo
Queens know I'm heavy know through all the back blocks
Lexx 9 eleven heart made outta that black box
Blow a bitch socks and I don't break a cent on loot
These bitches blow me like hot soup cause I'm the truth
Headed a track meet miss me with all that rap beef
Queen's still gettin that money that's why you aggy

 

[fox69]

"R.I.P. Papa Banks Outro"

"R.I.P. Papa Banks Outro"


[DJ Whoo Kid:]
Rest In Peace...
Papa Banks!
Can't forget... Lloyd Bank$!
"Blue Hefner"... comin' soon... of course!
Yo, I'm out!
Catch me... in Dubai!
PEACE!

 

[fox69]

"Racism Intro"

"Racism Intro"


[Interlude:]
[Male #1:]
When you've... got a Negro running for president,..
You need a first stringer. He's definitely a second stringer!
[Male #2:]
He seems like a sheep... or a wolf in sheep's clothing to be honest with you.
And I believe Palin, she's filled with the Holy Spirit...
And I believe she's gonna bring honesty and integrity to the White House.
[Male #1:] He's related to a, uuhh... known... TERRORIST, for one.
[Male #3:] He... is... FRIENDS... with a terrorist of this country!
[Male #4:]
He must support terrorists! You know? If-if, if it walks like a duck...
And quacks like a duck, it must be a duck. And that to me is Obama!
[Female #1:]
Just the whole evening and Muslim thing, and everything, I mean and everybody's still kinda...
I guess a lot of people have forgotten about 9/11, but...
I don't know! It's just kinda... a little unnerving.
[Female #2:] Obama and his wife, I'm concerned that they could be anti-white. That he might hide that.
[Female #3:]
I don't like the fact that... he thinks us, white people are trash.
Because we're NOT! [echoes]

[Tony Yayo:]
That's how you actin', nigga? [echoes]

 

[fox69]

"Razorblade"
(feat. Danny Brown)

"Razorblade"
(feat. Danny Brown)



[Chorus x2: Danny Brown]
Yeai don't need no gloves
I just go and get a bag
Drop it down cut it up

Yea don't let the block slow up
Keep the traffic coming in
Got my money stacking up

Yea I ain't worried bout the raid
Just copped an 8 ball and I'm bout to get paid
12, 12 fades with the razorblade
Bout to charge me an escalade

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
12, 12's, 58, 58's
A 100 grams on my mamas plates
Cash rules everything around me
So I'm in the commonwealth town getting money, getting money
Jemstars 12, 12's in a scale and I always keep money for the bail
Yay wanna spoon me
Direct sales with the marked bills is on my main bitch
Cause she keep it trill
She bag up with me till her fingertips numb
And hold a nigga down till the whole flips done
Smokers got my iphone buzzin
1st of the month we hustlin
And these nosey neighhbors keep complaining about traffic
But you know how it is with them addicts
80 thousand stuffed in the mattress
In the trap with a bad bitch hair done, nails done, bag this

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Danny Brown]
I went to my grannies now I'm at the table
Watching sport centre on bootleg cable
Plate right in front of me but I ain't gotta fork
Nephews telling rumours out on the front porch
My auntie smoking in the basement with a torch
See it's the 5th and on the 3rd I bought this shirt
Bout to collect from pays that owe me on the 1st
And I got that butter
They say alotta omebacks
So much oil in the pipe I call it iraq
Troy boy ba stuffer, dirty motherfucker
Might get head from a fiend with a rubber
Tryna stack butter summer nigga ride clean
Workin in spots whilst riding on 16's
Daytons with the knockers, banging silk the shocker
Two fives il get sure sex in my locker
Yea, it ain't all what it seems as it seems
All I had was a razorblade and a dream

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Ready"

"Ready"


See me coming, see me coming, see me coming
And yeah, I'm stunting, yeah, I'm stunting, yeah, I'm stunting
But you my shorty so I brought a lil' something for you, baby
You so fly, you so fly, girl, her persona is nice but she ghetto
That's how I like it, that's how I love it, yes, I'm a player, I'm there for fucking
I think a thug is ready to fall in love
I think a thug is ready to fall in love
Ready to kick off the French Riviera, high heel Louis
They 1400, the girl's gotta ooze it
She said she never played the drum before
But she straight from the hood where they pump that raw
Smoking belladonna, that bullshit tighter than Madonna
Like a virgin, now we splurging, 62, move back and curve it
Put that working, that's for certain, but I ain't bringing sexy back
I flash my jewels and flash here 60s style
See me coming, see me coming, see me coming
And yeah, I'm stunting, yeah, I'm stunting, yeah, I'm stunting
But you my shorty so I brought a lil' something for you, baby
You so fly, you so fly, girl, her persona is nice but she ghetto
That's how I like it, that's how I love it, yes, I'm a player, I'm there for fucking
I think a thug is ready to fall in love
I think a thug is ready to fall in love
I still think about the first time I saw you
Let me kush and booting you down, let me spoil you
I still think about the first time I saw you
Let me Louis you, Gucci you, damn, let me spoil you
I think a thug is ready to fall in love
I think a thug is ready to fall in love
I think a thug is ready to fall in love
I think a thug is ready to fall in love

 

[fox69]

"Real Talk Of NY"

"Real Talk Of NY"


[Beat changes to Prodigy & Cormega's: "Three".]

[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
{Whooooo!} Yeah, it's the Talk Of New York!
The real Talk Of New York! (COME ON!) (Y'all niggas know what time it is!)
Y'all niggas know what time it is man!
Fall the fuckin' back!
It's my time to shine! It's my summer nigga!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ha! Yo! (HERE WE GO NOOOW!)

[Verse: (50 Cent)]
I got the Feds on my ass stayed on my back
Ankle braclet po know where I'm at try go black.
Maybach hat turned back! (uh-huh!) - Regard my Swagger!
Kid I ain't your average rapper! (BRING IT DOWN!)
I got it - cheap in NY my dope wholesale (uh-huh!)
My block's like Bor-Bor - with two hotels. (whoooo)
My advance ain't nothin' - but a real fast flip
Of that hard white lady - in that clear glass dick!
My life's the shit! [gunshot]

[Intro:]
Yeah!
It's the Talk Of New York! {BRING IT BACK!}
The real Talk Of New York! (Yaaayo!) (Y'all niggas know what time it is!)
Y'all niggas know what time it is man!
Fall the fuckin' back! {I AM WHAT I AM!}
It's my time to shine! It's my summer nigga! {MIXTAPE!}
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ha! Yo!
HERE WE GO NOOOOOW!

[Verse: (50 Cent)]
I got the Feds on my ass stayed on my back (uh-huh!)
Ankle braclet! - P.O. know where I'm at!
Try go black! {DAMN!} - Maybach hat turned back! - Regard my Swagger! (EMINEM: Whooooo Kiiiiiiid!)
Kid I ain't your average rapper! (uh-huh!) (BRING IT DOWN!)
I got it - cheap in NY! - My dope wholesale! (uh-huh!)
My block's like Bor-Bor - with two hotels. (whoo!)
My advance ain't nothin' - but a real fast flip
Of that hard white lady - in that clear glass dick! (AAAAUUUHH!)
My life's the shit! {Whoooo!} - But I'm takin' drastic measures
Gettin' money like a huslter in raggen era.
Red Carrera! - My stashbox holdin' my weapon! [gun cocks]
My mink on - my room like a pet farm! (MY ROOM LIKE A PET FARM!)
My Vest on - level 4 Teflon,
Ridin' with a model bitch - straight out of revlon.
Gangsta! - Nigga, so go for yours
I put my knife in your neck - to your vocal cords.
Said my neck, {Whoooo!} my wrist, my ears so cold (uh-huh!)
Around a half a mill', when I report to parole nigga. (HERE WE GOO!) {Whooooooooooooooooooooooo}
{Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}

[Chorus:]
They ain't gangsta! - They just pussy!
Watch the cheese that Yayo make! [gun loaded]
Flash my heat up! Flash my Nina! [2 gun cocks]
Flash that.9 right in your face! {NON STOP!} [shot]
Fuck the feds! Fuck the Ds!
They watch the moves that I make!
Keep on writin'! Y'all excitin'!
Y'all sweet like icing on cake. (cake!) [shot] {COME ON!} [beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"Really Dont Care"

"Really Dont Care"


Ay yo, ay yo
The differnece between me and you man
You re up with the weed man, I re up with the weed grower
Jump in the green rover
Staright to the g4, with a bad senorita
Your hoe look like egor
Records ain't selling it's back to the crime route
Fiends sniffin off my cd like winehouse
Twin 40 cals homie, you can call em og's
Get me mad you see my twins like brad and jolie
Listen it's the talk of new york no gimmicks
Shots let off niggaz run off like jamaicans in the olympics
Rozay, patron, I'm drunk every week
Take moommy to the condy lay her on cavalli sheets
I got hermeez seats in a european model
That tell the ground speed and the distance it travel
Jet engine v12 shit, my melt shit
I send ya dick to your baby momma
I send ya head to your momma
I send ya heart to your father
The other body parts in the harbour
Fuck forensics, obtuary in black
1 hair on my chin can give me 50 flat, fuck that
I was hot when I came out my pops nutsack

Now I'm layin in the lear
With a model with a ass like a deer
And I'm higher than a mountaineer
They see us and they stop and stare
They see y'all and they really don't care, really don't care
I blow my weed in the air
And they really don't care, really don't care
I blow my weed in the air

 

[fox69]

"Recession"

"Recession"


[Verse 1:]
I'm from, where fake niggaz turn they back quick
Hoe's tricking on a mattress
Soft spots in your heart get you caskets
Lil homies gettin rich off a mad bricks
I elway all the petty bullshit when I'm high
And family only come around when a nigga die, die
When it rain they say god cry
The snitches on the stand tellin d.a's lies
Material girls in gambling spots
In need a cash, ready to pop
Killers plot if they get the drop
You get caught slippin like it or not

[Chorus: x2]
She young and hoeing that's the hood for you
Back writing that's the hood for you
Back stabbers that's the hood for you
Niggaz dieing that's the hood for you

[Verse 2:]
Strap gotta double barrel mechanism
Hoe's naked in the crib, eatinism
My best freind turned his back on me, damn
It felt like a butcher knife stabbing on me
As I journey through the hood all I see is pain
Go to my momma house I hope them shots don't rain
I need to get a grip in everything in life now
Driving ciroced out with the 40 cal
But today was a good day like ice cube
My little homie passed away I'm getting tatooed
Dutch masters vanilla that's the hood for you
Shawty ass got fatter that's the hood for you

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Red Bottom Girl"

"Red Bottom Girl"


[Singing: woman]
I know to make it show and work
I'm headin towards hollywood to put in work
I wanna be a milionaire
I wanna be a movie god
(Tony yayo)
She's my red bottom girl
Red bottom girl [x6]

Her beauty striking like brazilian cobras
Brazilian chick italian heels in the range rover
Uh, she in them cinderella red bottoms
They 2000 I know cause my bitch got em
She like to shop on rodeo
Best friend use to fuck ocho
Don't love hoes, but I love my red bottom girl
She got her own bank account bein around the world
Red bottom girl, these rappers over glamourize
Got her in pair a too la boo and then the sky
Materialistic she know lipstick
Got the leppar prints of a sax 5th
She hit the floor and she steal the room
She in the summer line before june
Pretty face, good waist and a real good fashion sense
My red bottom girl know she the shit

[Chorus]

[Singing: woman]
I wanna be a millionaire
I wanna be a movie god
I wanna be sippin my drink on the sunset strip
Be ahnging out with all the stars

[Tony Yayo:]
She wanna be on the red carpet at the oscars
Or at the grammies next to gaga
Rakey and mills, make a family jada and will
Be in the white house 1st lady michelle
She put her favorite on the b.b.m page
Gotta high heel cake for her birthday
Hey, go head it's your birthday
She buy her own bottles other bitches looking thirsty
And, she ain't f'ing with them broke niggaz
Man up onow it's bein a monute since she roped a nigga
My red bottom girls heartless I can't tame her
She bein through too much, so I can't blame her

[Chorus]

She materialistic I love that

 

[fox69]

"Rep Your Set"

"Rep Your Set"


Yea
We gon pour a little liquor out
For all the gangbangers across the world
Smoke a little dro
For the niggas really reppin this shit
You know, yea, yea

If you gangbang homie, then what's your oath
If you gangbang cause, then who you smoked
If you gangbang nigga, rep your set
Cause I'm a rep my set g-unit
[Repeat]

Record sales lookin bad cause these kids downloading
So I'm out in pa I got the whole town open
My daughters still growin up, coke price going up
My lambo doors are like gang signs (gunshot)
My crip niggaz with me, blood niggaz with me
The g shine niggaz turn they set to g-city
Blood stands for brotherly love overrise opration and destruction,
you ain't got the birds then you frontin
Crip is community revolution in progress
My shooters got them rugers them lugers, fif's and llamas
You got love for the kings scream amor la ready
And them ms-13 boys they don't play
Don't get no tear drops without no bodies
I'm in that gtc drop the feds drive by me

[Chorus: x2]
You could be a blood, crip, meito or a king
Muslim, piru, ms-13
Nigga what's your oath, what set you claim
You gon raise your flag or die in vein