Tony Yayo

[fox69]

"Addicted Moving Bricks"

"Addicted Moving Bricks"


You got swag you got style
Bicth look out this cost thous
Take my work out of town
Flip this don't tell no one else
Move by yourself
Girl here take these pounds
Baby put it in your sweater
It started off with the trips
Now we outta town moving bricks
[Repeat]

The coke and the dope could flip
Is my addiction, addiction
It started off with the trips
Now we outta town moving bricks
The coke and the dope could flip
Is my addiction, addiction
All the fiends say

[Break x2: woman singing]
I'm addicted to you
I'm addicted to you
I'm addicted to you
Your my addiction

When the coke came off omeraaaaa
And popping stacks of ecstacyyyyyy
And it could not be no clearerrrrrrr
That she leaving the club with meeee

I just hope that you notice
The rims on the lotus
Are low to the ground
Listen, baby I glisten
Look at my wrist and
I stay with the pound
So your ass I'l get splattered

[Chorus: x2]
It started off with the chips
No we outta town moving bricks
The coke and the dope could flip
Is my addiction, addiction

Now all the fiends saying

[Break x2]

I gotta super sour diesel and them xanax pills
I got cocaine, meth and them hoes in heels
I do it all baby, but never outshine your master
Matter fact don't outshine a buck cause I'm blasting ya
Drought in the streets trap boys crying broke
So every weekend a trap boy gettin smoked
Niggaz pray and hope for good dope
But get bad batches and cocaine come in a wet package
That's no good mayne

[Break x2]

 

[fox69]

"All I Wanna Do"
(feat. 50 Cent)

"All I Wanna Do"
(feat. 50 Cent)



[Starts off with the beat of M.I.A's: "Paper Planes".]

[Chorus: M.I.A.]
[3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money!
All I wanna do is [3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money!
All I wanna do... [echoes]

[Intro: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}]
50!
Yeah! {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
I'm the greatest! [Joker laughs]

[50 Cent:]
First your hear the first shot - then you hear the second shot
By the time you hear the third shot you see a nigga DROP! [gunshot]
Then you hear the 4th shot! - The you hear the 5th shot!
.38 Revolver only hold six shots. [2 shots]
You know a robbery can turn into a homicide
Nigga don't co-operate we break him off proper like.
Revolver get to spinnin', nigga you can spend the night,
Planned operation! - Not communicating!
On the table weezin - respirator breathin'
For your bitch-ass summer time is the killing season. [gunshot]
A lil' Henny make the nigga wanna spray sumthin'
Dare nigga say sumthin'. - Muhfucka stay frontin'.
If that's jewelry they be knowing it be sumthin' [classic evil laughter]
Until them cats scrap and get to blow him for the money.
Some got good aim, some got bad aim,
So it's bang bang! - It's all part of the game.
Every hood is the same, different faces different names,
Different crew different gangs! - Different is just the same.

[Chorus: M.I.A.]
[3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money! [gunshot]
All I wanna do is [3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money!
All I wanna do [3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money! {Whooooooooooo}
All I wanna do is [3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money!
{Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } {"THISIS50.COM"!}

[Interlude: M.I.A.]
M.I.A. Third World Democracy {"SWAMMIES... ON DECK"!}
Yeah! - I got more records than the KGB. {TONY YAYO!}
So uuuuh!
No funny business! (Are you ready, aiiiiiiight?)

[Bridge: M.I.A.]
Some, some, some, I some murder.
Some I some let goooooo!
Some, some, some, I some murder
Some I some let goooooo!

[Chorus: M.I.A.]
All I wanna do [3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money!
All I wanna do is [3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money!
All I wanna do [3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money!
All I wanna do is [3 shots]... and a [gun cocks], [cha-ching] and take your money!

[Outro:]
CAN'T FORGET...
DIVA!
DAMN! [gunshot] [beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"All These Bitches"

"All These Bitches"


[Hook:]
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches
All, all these bitches
All, all these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches
All, all these bitches
All, all these bitches in
All these bitches

[Verse 1:]
Take a glimpse in the mind of the era's best hustler
Cold king, visionary and Marcella
My base in Marcella I found more bricks
But all I see I go bags when she catch flips
I change flows every fucking chance I get
My dogs in front line shake of ticks
Move, roll on tape brazilian bitch
I like 'em black, white, puerto rican or asian
Ford or Buggati put a ford out OG
We rollin' she rollin'
Pretty mama and she holding
Ganjaboi sweet, and some bitches and some trojans
And some bitches and some trojans
You know they all freaky and the phone blowing up
'Cause her man know she creepin'

[Hook:]
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches
All, all these bitches
All, all these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches
All, all these bitches
All, all these bitches in
All these bitches

[Verse 2:]
We can share like Rihanna eat a ashtray free doma
She be luxin' like cubana, five holes poppin' out my sauna
Said I fuck your badge, you politic
Sell 'em dreams without telling shit
Got the straps she hold the grip
Make herself she dry the whip
She dry the whip, my dick's the bitch
My buji bitch ain't with the shit
My Alexander McQueen shit from DC got a main switch
I guess them ass shot paid off
You hold 'em like the feds my name off
Tilt the barrel, long way
I take off you feel me
My model bitch she runaway
Beat the brakes off that pussy
Beat the brakes off that pussy
She will suck a niggas over you
Just imagine, she come home kissing you

[Hook:]
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches
All, all these bitches
All, all these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches in
All these bitches put
All these bitches
All, all these bitches
All, all these bitches in
All these bitches

 

[fox69]

"Art Of War"

"Art Of War"


[Verse 1:]
My enemies meet the hand of the lord g's
My skin tougher than that african from warri
Hating ass niggaz I ain't sweating these fools
Coastal air let the jet refuel
You love my stunts, proceed the blunts
Put the brick on the balance make a movie
I know about swag new balance suu louie
I got love for them streets but there's too many losses
Plus all these rats I'll have feds in my fortress
I'm cautious, kush got me naucious
G550 fly past the lords kids
Pour out a lil liquor for those who died hoodrich
Pour out a lil beer for those who died pennyless
Watch how the semi kick, will smiths son
Karate kid 2 you get flipped by my gun
Huh, I'm in the house staring at these plaques
They can't see in the aston casue the tints is black
They can't see me with a ski mask and mack

[Verse 2:]
Niggaz from the hood tried to piece me
Some lil dusty niggaz from the projects smokin leaky
The mazi go beep beep your baby moms peep me
She like what you doin in the hood you belong on tv
Fuck the judge, the jury and the prosecuter
I shoot the courtroom up like the vegas shooter
Blue gator on, see my hermeez suiter
I drop a scrooge mcduck bag on your medula
My wrist colder than alaskan troopers
I do it myself I don't ask for shooters
Black diamonds lookin like an oil spill
Mo money, influence the will to kill
Po niggaz know the deal 4-10 blue steel
Revolver in my hand hold shotgun shells
Semi in my hand hold ak shells
I take you off the earth you a first class meal

 

[fox69]

"Assist"
(feat. Trav)

"Assist"
(feat. Trav)



Uh yea g-unit

[Tony Yayo:]
If you ever try to blemish my character
For notoriety shooter's I'll clap at ya
Crib full of decorated wall paper
Living in the spotlight homies tend to hate ya
Sandstone ferrari with the 4 seats
Su's rendevous the top put her on the streets
She a barbie in a barbie's world
2 blunts rozay lil mama hurl
The trap bringing in all that cheese quick
58, 58 the size of cheese nips
2 goddesses like charlie sheen
Dion cherokee cause they ass is mean

[Chorus x2: Tony Yayo]
It's all love when we in the club
Keep a super shooter with me, kevin love
Steve nash that bitch show the homies love
Throw a nigga assist nigga love is love

[Trav:]
I'm still fly motherfucker, suicide motherfucker
Sex so high I glide motherfucker
I don't walk, I don't talk these hoes no what the biznes
I fuck em duck em they suck me and then I ditch em
Catch me on the rebound hoe, rodman
Southside niggas with the goons and the goblins
Special with the k like cereal kellogs
The lick chopper kick like ling won sickkaa
Niggas talk but they don't live with the world say
I leave a nigga stretched right on the curb yay
You make the wrong move betcha I ali ya
Making money off that white boy, bieber

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Bag Up"
(feat. Fred The Godson & Danny Brown)

"Bag Up"
(feat. Fred The Godson & Danny Brown)



[Tony Yayo:]
I go ham on the beat but I don't eat pork
Wire cell so much ched in the g porsche
Brown maybach coupe, potato color
Sour cream guts bad bitch burn the rubber
I'm way hung over, from the other night
Brush my teeth ron isley in the shower mic
My spanish bitch on her period I titty fuck her
And that audi tt is tighter than a mother
I spit acid the beat let the bars live
My weed underwater, spongebob crib
I'm so fly on the ground I'm air sick
Haters need a barf bag for the spaceship
I'm so hot just face it
I don't even handwrite raps I just say it
Yea, I'm so hot just face it
Nigga I don't handwrite raps I just say it

[Chorus: Danny Brown]
Not nay gym got the work on the scale
And nao nay 1 just made my 1st sale
Ain't even much time and I'm ready to re-up
Rat bitch hold down a sack in her c-cup
12.am and I still go hard
12.15 got arrest by the narcs
Now they all mad cause they ain't find shit
So you can tell the hoods they can suck my dick

[Fred Da Godson:]
Fuck spitting, I spent friday in the kitchen I need more bread
I just added the ice cubes come on craig
New connect I'm a try em out
He in debt press em with the tec get it ironed out
He told me he got it for 40 I'm like what that amount
The men ea meetings got even out of town dying out
Ey yayo I need a number on that half a k
I pick it up after my niece she got a half a day
My nigga cooked the whole had to throw a half away
Connect old school brew donnie halfaway
I have a way you seein em
Raw so dope off the iphone I blackberry b.b.m

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Ballin"
(feat. French Montana)

"Ballin"
(feat. French Montana)



[Tony Yayo:]
Ya ya ya

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
My ballin has no limitations
My ballin has no limitations
My ballin has no limitations
I said my ballin has no limitations

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
I said nah nah these haters ain't sayin nothin
They callin bluff plays while I'm ballin cam newton
Grands from the cuban, ricky ricardo
And that I love lucy white girl by the cargo
Leeches, blood thirsty oppurtunists
Death to em 4-10 blow it like a trumpet
Saluting all the soldiers in the battlefield
Living life cause this shit is like an obstacle
We had our share of troubles like the gap band
Now my timepiece got gold rolex hands
Red bottles of cree weed from amsterdam
Confrontation have you shaking in an ambulance
Me and beverley, in the beverley, smoking hesvily
Slip her out her calvin klein collection heavenly
2, 12, 6-50, the soft top
4-10 elephant round homie your heart stop

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
I'm ballin like bob hook look
Knowledge on your bitch but I never bought my car used
Cash rules everything around dollar bills
Got money buy buckle cree I can hear
Tell that bitch I'm on it
Smoking like I grown that
Piece ciroc up on it
Diamonds flash like kodey
Did the games justice, he ballin on budgets
Your whole life is edit, you ballin on credit
Made mills and we posted on the block still
Shot my nigga did for that ciroc deal
I ain't signed yet made it to the billboards
This the kinda niggaz kill for montana

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
Money and power we want it all
Bitches and fame we wanna ball
Million dollar watch tell the time here
We I die put me on the wax museum in times square
The leer, got me suspended in the air
My ballin on another level you on rabbit ears
Rubber bands over them stacks boy
Blow 50 racks on that new toy boy

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Bang Bang"
(feat. Young Buck)

"Bang Bang"
(feat. Young Buck)



[Chorus: Young Buck {DJ Whoo Kid}]
E'rybody seen me {DAMN!} - but ain't nobody talkin' (YEAH!)
Your family couldn't open up your coffin,
When them shots pop up...
E'rybody screamin' - but ain't nobody crossin' (WHAT?)
To see how many niggas gon' be flossin'
When them shots pop up... {TONY YAYO!}

E'rybody seen me - but ain't nobody talkin'
Your family couldn't open up your coffin,
When them shots pop up... (YEAH!)
E'rybody screamin' - but ain't nobody crossin'
To see how many niggas gon' be flossin'
When them shots pop up... {LET'S GO!}

[Bridge: Young Buck]
Shoot 'em up! Bang, bang!
Shoot 'em up - Bang! (YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!)
Shoot 'em up! Bang, bang!
Go on do ya thang! (WHAT?) {Whoooo!}

[Tony Yayo:]
I'm in the bluest whip - my headlights on some "Snoopy" shit
My topdown doors up with the looie kit
All my looies fit! - All my jewelery thick
I'm real nigga! ("DJ Whoo Kid! ") - Your life is a movie script.
Black Mustang, got that thang on my jewish bitch
Pearl handle big barrel with the doofie clip.
You a duplicate! - No hoodstripes!
I'm in your hood you like "Them niggas don't look right! " {COME ON!}
Chop up the china-white! Desey got the tiger-stripes
Candy paint got my whip like "Mikey Nice"!

[Young Buck:]
I'm in the party with the shotty 50 gave me [gunshot] (yeah!)
Just in case the promoters don't wanna pay me. {DAMN} (what?)
I'm project! - I still use stolen creditcards
I gotta pump the gas in my Chevy to get it to start! {Whoooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
Hood nigga gettin' Hollywood money
I would let y'all Manson out if I could homie. (yeah!)
Got a Timothy Mcway' swagger...
I drop bombs; see a rapper and I laugh at cha! (hahaaaa!) [shot] {DAMN!}
A young God, might well let a nigga be
A star seein' leafs fall off your family tree. (damn!)
I want it all like the big homie Ice-T (Ice-T!)
They won't say it, but my enemies like me (YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAH!)
My New York niggas tell me that I'm nice be!
In LA niggas holla: "Keep it real G! " (WestSide!)
Dirty South {SHADYVILLE!} with a 12'' Gauge in your mouth. (boo!)
You didn't wanna die? - You should have stayed in the house! - Now lay him out... [gunshot] {Whooo!}

[Chorus: Young Buck]
E'rybody seen me - but ain't nobody talkin' (YEAH!)
Your family couldn't open up your coffin, ("DJ Whoo Kid...")
When them shots pop up... ("on Hot97! ")
E'rybody screamin' - but ain't nobody crossin' (WHAT?)
To see how many niggas gon' be flossin'
When them shots pop up... (HEEEEY)

E'rybody seen me - but ain't nobody talkin' {G-UNIT RADIO!}
Your family couldn't open up your coffin,
When them shots pop up... (YEAH!) {TONY YAYO!}
E'rybody screamin' - but ain't nobody crossin' {CAN'T FORGET...}
To see how many niggas gon' be flossin'
When them shots pop up... {ROGER!}

[Bridge: Young Buck]
Shoot 'em up! [2 gunshots] Bang, bang!
Shoot 'em up [gunshot] - Bang! (YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!)
Shoot 'em up! [2 gunshot] Bang, bang!
Go on do ya thang! (WHAT?) [gunshot] [beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"Based"
(feat. Lil B)

"Based"
(feat. Lil B)



[Lil B:]
Statistics say I ain't gon live to see past 30
Things on my mind a few seen the coffin early
Internet like trash unirace is dirty
Ask me if I give a fuck about a life sentence
Most rappers use that quote as they lifes sentence
Now the judge give em time plus the 5 digits
Coulda bein the next doctor anything proper
Most people love war and they hate scores
At the top of the game and my plate is your's
In the water and I'm jaws, internet claws
Plus I'm banned like tiger bond
Long live the king, boys

[Tony Yayo:]
Vegetive state banana clip a nigga
Movie, he wake up 20 years later
Envious cause every man got insecurities
Here's 90 blue notes for security
Rest in peace to oscar grsnt pour cold beers
Bot shot em in cold blood and got 2 years
B.p finally capped up that oil spill
Tea party sayin fuck obamas health bill
Madoff in the feds and he still living
Front page of the post 4 billion hiding
They say man is destroying the earth crust
Haiti got money and food that they can't touch
My kids growing up hope they have a bright future
They don't play outside they slaves to computers
Everybody shooters, straps get purchased
Let off the poundthe trembling sound the grounds nervous
The grounds nervous

 

[fox69]

"Benzino Diss"
(performed by Shady Aftermath)

"Benzino Diss"
(performed by Shady Aftermath)



[Eminem's imitating Benzino:]
First of all you get the story. - You ain't reppin' the streets!
You from tha out skirts of Detroit - where the bitches meet.
I'm a "Pull Ya Skirt Up"; - expose your true sex
Antagonize your label - till I get my respect! [echoes]