Tony Yayo

[fox69]

"Ridin' High"

"Ridin' High"


[Gunshot]

[Starts off with the beat of Dre & Rick Ross': "Chevy Ridin' High"]

[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
[DJ Noodles:] 40!... YAYO! {CAN'T FORGET...}
[40Glocc:] Infamous!
[DJ Noodles:] G-UUNIT! {BANK$!} COME ON!

[Chorus: 40Glocc]
Smokin' dro, ridin' high!
Ridin' high! (ridin' high!) Ridin' high! (ridin' high!) Ridin' high!
Smokin' dro, ridin' high!
Ridin' high! (ridin' high!) Ridin' high! (ridin' high!) {G-UNIT!} Ridin' high! {LET'S GO!}

[Tony Yayo:]
I am smokin' dro, I am ridin' high! {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
Man, I'm pissin' in a cup - and my P.O. sucks! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
I'm a gangsta! - Interscope made Game a thug
'Ey, y'all witta scoop of bullet run to this Mag'.
In Cali', - I'm ridin' with' Spider and 40!
And I spider with' a.40, - so slow ya roll, shorty! [shot]
Listen JT! - You' a wannabe O-Dog,
I kidnap yo' wife! - Hit her in a ass, rolled on!
Oh, Lord! - Yayo's spazzin' again!
I make one phone call and they clappin' again! [shot]
Nigga four gunz up, - 5-5-1 {Whooooooooooooooooo}
Lodi Mack, swing the Mack; {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!} and I'm cripple you, son! (YEAH!) {DAMN!}

[Chorus: 40Glocc]
Smokin' dro, ridin' high!
Ridin' high! (ridin' high!) Ridin' high! (ridin' high!) Ridin' high!
Smokin' dro, ridin' high! {CAN'T FORGET...}
Ridin' high! (ridin' high!) Ridin' high! (ridin' high!) Ridin' high! {DROW BROWN, DROW VODKA!}

[Outro: 40Glocc]
'Ey, Yayo! {BROOKLYN!}
You know you a fool, Cause!
Hahahaha!
Nigga, we ain't playin' witchu niggas! {Whooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
Faggots! [gunshot] {DAMN!} [beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"Rockabye"
(feat. Mel Matrix & Sticko)

"Rockabye"
(feat. Mel Matrix & Sticko)



[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
Yea you wanna die rock a bye baby
Out the cars and slugs fly rock a bye baby
Your moms and wife cry rock a bye baby
Let me tell you a lullaby rock a bye baby

[Tony Yayo:]
Coke price went up theeres a snitch in the area
Plus the block hot like case of malaria
Keep your head above water and stay on your feet
We can shoot out in the street like deniro in heat
Low in the seat, low in the jeep
I got ya hoe sneaking out while you goin asleep
Yeaaaaaaaa
Low in the lotus eclipse
It's an all black whip like michael knight shit
G-unit familia I die for my family
I'm machine gun kelly 50's meyer lansky
I wake up to granite and marble floors
And got hoes like janet in menage a trois
I know, killers, kidnappers and car thieves
Sheisty bitch set you up tryin to cut cheese
You get swiss cheesed real niggaz don't die
We get high fuck bitches and we multiply

[Chorus x2]

[Mel Matrix:]
Got the work from the og's who kill low coasts weed
Nigga never die his mouth gotta slow leak
Bullet hit his body leave em crying like bo peep
When it's only braggin know the goons get no sleep
Better yet we lettin it fly baby
My whole gang down for that rockabye baby
Never stand naw take the chair and fry baby
Yayo give me the word lettin it bang crazy
You know my attitude let's rock
Let the semi blow put ya brains on the next block
I'm the party yea chump gon take the next stop
I'm the big homie you flintstone like bedrock
Wear a vest you wanna avoid the headshot
Crime scene yellow tape target head lead pop
Put it in if the situation crack
And we ever get knocked never snitch and that's a fact

[Chorus x2]

[Sticko:]
I could show you fuckers how to get a bird up
Then take a bad bitch to burdoffs
A duck hunt in my hood I knock a bird up
Blow shots at your coupe then let the whip swerve off
Cheah, blicky all about payday
Alphabet killer I let the k spray
On some g shit these lames won't be shit
Can't leave off the block that's why they never see shit
The watch cost a few bucks
I'm in the fast lane moving past a few bucks
Took a bullet from a brother now I'm off the meter
It's lights out when the beams jumping out the nina
I'm on a big screen the haters watching
Bein broke and set back seen the fucking options
50 told me that this shit can get crazy
So once he point the finger it's rocka bye baby

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Roll It Up"

"Roll It Up"


The ultimate enforcer I keep things in pocket
I hit you in your torso with an anti 10 rocket
That's a fucked up way to die
That's a fucked up way to die, now you dead
I'll meet you at the crossroads if we cross paths
The handguns got shotgun blasts
Blueberry haze all in my system
My eyes red it's blurring my vision
My swag up I got my mojo back
I'm in that bentley azzure the seats polo black
Yeaa, boss up knock bitches loose
His girls gone wild in back of the coupe
I'm on that hindu high, mixed with the cherry pie
I half a pill I bet this bad bitch ride
We can fly, the g5 is joey p's
Bitch nigga don't step on my louie v's

 

[fox69]

"Rollercoaster"
(feat. Prodigy)

"Rollercoaster"
(feat. Prodigy)



[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
Life is like a rollercoaster
Enjoy it on the way up, hate it on my way down
Them haters stay focused on ya
I keep my head above water cause these haters wanna see me drown
Drown, drown
Cause these haters wanna see me down, down, down
Cause these haters wanna see me

[Tony Yayo:]
I set the crime scene grotisque
Grove said it best, he did it just to get a rep
Are you scared to live or proud to die
Force the wrong man hand hammers I'll fly
It's a new world order, police wanna sean bell me
Oscar grant me that's life in the beast belly
That bird money turn into gun play
Cause montana had more jordans than mj
I read the minds of meer mortals, they all dummies
Illuminati signs all on the money
Homies throwin gang signs all out the bentley
Cops pull us but the stash got the whip empty

[Chorus:]

[Prodigy:]
Yo I wake up in the mornin eat greens for breakfast
200 pull ups do my abs and chest then
Put on some real tough shit, that I could rock too
And write the illest words that you ever could bop to
The live the illest life that you ever could have
So much joy I cry, so much pain I laugh
Give my best sign excellence
In my words I drop bullshit like h.n.I.c 2
That's not bad for a bad day
I smack you and knock your head off
Damn I don't know my own strength, like a lion
I was just trying to play
It's not my fault you fall apart so easy
I need to be with my own kind
I miss rapping with nas, I wish me and 50 got along
I could do a song them and nicki minaj
That would be the queens anthem the world stars
My bars belong next to whoever the best
Rappers come and they go like they died having sex
This is laid back hood shit, never plays out
Like a white t-shirt, I'm forever in style, never

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Scared Money"

"Scared Money"


Yea all bet's down
All bets down
All moneys good
Ya feet ain't good tho for real though
That ain't good

[Chorus: x2]
Scared money don't make money we got hoes
Scared money don't make money we get dough
Scared money don't make money haaaaaa
Scared money don't make money haaaaaa

[Verse:]
I treat these beat cd's like bricks
And treat these breezys to patron with a rozay twist
G-unit in this bitch
Dis is true og homie roll this
Picture me rollin ridin on a 100 spokes
Your girl rollin off that e pill antidote
You niggas get smoked banana clipped your wig push
Drinking 99 bananas smoking on banana kush
I'm a good look I define swag
My ego make the average nigga get mad
But hating is a human behaviour
Ya got cop out money so ya signing them wavers
Huh

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Scarface"

"Scarface"


Public enemies shit
Niggaz thought it was over
Nah, wanna go to war
Yea, yea, yea, uh, yea, uh

I'm in the bentley, with the l lit
100 on the dash playin big l shit
I did sha quick, 6 quick months
And came home to porsches and homefronts
I got that fishscale passion,
Trunk of that aston looking like the aspens
I'm fresh off the red carpet
Young black and rich the police targets
With a gun I'm like babyface nelson, machine gun kelly
I aim for ya melon
I went from purple tag to black tag polos
And I don't need any niggaz I'm solo dolo
There's too many co d's my condo is cozy
My jewish lawyer murders I'l beat about 40
I use to have a 40 now I have a 4.4
Bulldog it bark when I let it go

Shout to steve murphy
Edward hannen
Scott leeming
Mark yan
I don't have beef with lawyers
Haha got the dream team

 

[fox69]

"Selling Keys"
(feat. Lloyd Banks)

"Selling Keys"
(feat. Lloyd Banks)



I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
Cuffing this
Cuffing, cuffing this
I been cuffing this
I been cuffing this
But I only sell fiends

I hate getting familiar with these niggas and bitches
All they do is get comfy and think I'm sweet like swishes
I spent half of my career on a private jet
Hit the jacks, get a hoopla, go wash your scent
Think it's sweet to have my shooters come wash your scent
I'm in that Wu Tang shit, nigga, protect your neck
All these niggas on my dick, blow Bruno
Jewish lawyers Scott leaning, always find a loophole
Hermes attire, sharper than a cactus
Half a pound of cat piss, model slash actress
I'm flipping things like gymnastics
My bricks doing simmer sauce, yours doing back flips
That means you hustling backwards
I'm back to the feature, I re-up the fastest
Rows go, you blow, make all the hoes blow
Twenty keys turn my yard into a car show

I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
Cuffing this
Cuffing, cuffing this
I been cuffing this
I been cuffing this
But I only sell fiends

Missed to get a model weak, movies in the palace weak
Your lady ass snicket, run around like 100 thousand feet
Nigga, I got her tripping, leaning, dying over
Nigga, we riding triple beans with dimes for chauffeurs
My system's hidden, got the coppers hating
Friend or foe, I'm popping strips between the combination
My mind is racing, Gucci stepping, probably gracing
Two, three seconds, I'm impatient, breaking records out the basement
Break a brick over these strippers, weird bitches call me daddy
Solid gold pictures, take my business out the alley
Married to the fucking game, all the work, I feel the same
Get with Scott up, nigga up, but dollar signs are hella pain

I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
Cuffing this
Cuffing, cuffing this
I been cuffing this
I been cuffing this
But I only sell fiends

Movie chick cross bows with exploding tips
Groupie bitch, in the rows I expose my dick
Under my pillow dragging breasts around, shoot fire
Laying in my bed, she tell it like Tyana
Every nigga ain't your homie, death before dishonor
45 for gram, a drought's on the corner
For shit rounds got 15 docks in 'em
Hit his chest cavity, for sure I'm talking 'em
Max in the MCM nap sack
In the 90s they... and long had the long foundation
Elephant buildings, made a couple millions

I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
I know you think I'm selling keys
But I only sell fiends
Cuffing this

Cuffing, cuffing this

 

[fox69]

"Shades"

"Shades"


[Chorus:]
I wear my shades when the sun ain't shining
The sun ain't shining
In them louie designers draped in diamonds
Blowing the finest
New york city party till sun rising
Till sun rising
It's 1 in the morning and them bottles is poppin
Big shit popping

[Verse 1:]
Share champagne, glasses collide
A pack of pretty girls fat asses collide
I'm in the a, met a c.p.a
She an independent woman no time to play
Got the rozay, horse carriage in the park
But ma never stoke you cause a pimp play his part
She in that sequence boostiea
In them bleached out j-prints her ass look fake
Flexible like rose acosta
A hard body shipped out I'll hold a toaster
A move them like my name was sosa
So them dimes and them 20's wanna give me that chocha

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Those ain't rolex diamonds what the fuck you done to that
Perfection in queens throw about 10 stacks
I toast the mortgage money rozay spillin on me
Michael jackson playin, p.y.t's is feelin on
Pretty young thing, I was wondering
If we could fly through a cloud towards london
Fridays like a thanksgiving feast
And saturday feel like a warm christmas eve
Cause it's nuttin but trees lit up, my neck v'd up
V12 model bitch, to suck my seed up
I kick my feet up on the sun seeker
Bad meter, blunt and a sangria

[Chorus]

Heeeeyy, hoooooooe [x5]
Yeaaaa

 

[fox69]

"Shame On A Nigga"
(feat. Mike Knox)

"Shame On A Nigga"
(feat. Mike Knox)



[Tony Yayo:]
Is the heaven 4 deep cause I'm dying in the p now
Feds want me and they can't foul
In the benz with the l.e.d lights
Nypd tailed me for 3 lights, umm
Cause I'm black in a european, police od'ing
Bitch in the coupe with me seline double d'ing
I get so much pussy my dick be in stitches
Redbone deep and fucking black zulu bitches
Burn rubber in a rose, navy blues
Goldskin hermeez, kangaroos
Swag talk, I'm fresh when I re-up
Connect throw me the ball andrew luck
Mazarati truck, ahead of time
Big faced rollie, I dead her down
Rob the ground drop 6 socks
Citizen inhumanties hold lots of knots, swag talk

[Chorus x2: Mike Knox]
Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a nigga
That's why I keep my hand on the trigger
Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a nigga
But still I say niggaz without my niggaz

[Mike Knox:]
Niggaz be talking, niggaz be barking
Till they get parked in, till they get chalked in
I ain't tryna brag, but I'm tied to the streets
I be making other ways for niggaz to eat
I play with the keys, I ain't talking alicia
We piranhas over my nigga we'll eat ya
Bitch I ain't swinging, you can get popped
And if you want war you can get dropped
For the last year I been playin cool
But niggaz acting stupid like they wanna move
Go head fool, you know the rules
You know what it is when we at your kids school
I clean my tools fore I go to work, work
And when we slide a boy is gonna hurt, hurt
These fuck boys got me at my worst, worst
Before you get me I'm a get you first

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Sho No Love"

"Sho No Love"


[Talking: Lil Boosie]
Boosie bad ass
Tony Yayo

[Tony Yayo:]
What's up boosie

[Lil Boosie:]
Bad ass sometimes, it's the unit

[Verse: Lil Boosie]
These niggaz show me that love, don't love nobody
These bitches show me that love, don't love nobody
I send this out to the dopeman
Yea we miss em now popin is in federal prison
I got no love for these women
These hoes set set ya up get mad
And get they closest kin getcha up
Family family provanity facing gangs to
Love a 4 letter word
But I mean it when I say ya heard
I'm from that dirty dirty south and I mean this
Ride or roam I got ya back southside jamaica queens shit
Real love is when he give ya his last
Real love is something most never have
Mayne I learned from the strret and how these pussy niggaz do
Findin out that they thoughts from day 1 cause they turn bitch to
It's a shame how the game change
It ain't no love in the streets or the chain gangs
Looking for love you gone fall tryna maintain
So play for keeps and keep it street do ya own thang

[Chorus x2: Lil Boosie]
It ain't no love
It ain't no love
It ain't no love in the city of thugs

[Break: Tony Yayo & Lil Boosie]
Show no love, love I'l get you killed
Show no love, love I'l get you killed
Show no love, love I'l get you killed
Show no love, love I'l get you killed

[Verse: Tony Yayo]
Yea show no love, love I'l get you killed
Them boys scheming on my team but they know how I'm built
And I can't even trust my kinfolk
Boyyy I stay with the thing cause it ain't a thing to get smoked
Og's coming home on that dumb shit
But them young boys got them k's with drums kid
See me ride with boosie do it big in bousianna
My man l got 12 and ain't even see his grandma
She passed while he doing time up the prison
And his younger brother gotta gun living like he living
I roll the kush and I lean back
I don't trust a bougie bitch, and I don't trust a silly hoodrat
I swear that the phone tapped, they listen to my conversations
And all these swag haters keep on playa hating
Jesus christ he even had player haters
But I'm a shine like him and get crazy paper

[Chorus x2]

[Break]