Tony Yayo

[fox69]

"Swamp Nigga"
(feat. Willie The Kid)

"Swamp Nigga"
(feat. Willie The Kid)



[Tony Yayo: x3]
Me and my cousins rolling on swishas
Niggas punk fake we puttin niggas in the ditches

[Tony Yayo:]
Snitches call cops, cause I'm a dealer
Smokin on that strawberry smellin like a killer
New york niggas, boys ain't playing
Recession in the street got everybody spraying
Get the daily news, nigga read about me
18.5 got the keys and the audi
Yea I'm in the a, I'm linking up with drama
Praying that the coke come back like carla
My bitch from the p's I'm smoking with her mama
Chopper in the trunk of a brand new hummer
Niggas from texas sippin that sizzurp
Niggas from florida sellin that water
My balarouz niggas got they keys in them corridors
Blowin like a mortar, streets got them orders
I'm meeting my mexican connect by the border

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
I'm a thug nigga, thug nigga
Thug nigga, thug nigga
Thug nigga, thug nigga
Swamp nigga, swamp nigga

[Willie The Kid:]
Yo, enjoyin the money
Employin the killers, posing on villas
The embassy and guerilla unit I do it
In tune with attornies, earner the gurny
Splurge on hermees, them bitches to burn me, yea
Waves spinnin no vertigo
She boat leggin stance no
True religion pants I convert a hoe
Convertible ceiling excerting my clip is extended
And if I said I meant you spose to get offended
Flippin through that hip hop, weekly
They say my niggas make the hip hop news, weakly
See all my niggas gangstas
A couple of us rappers
Clash with the rappers that's tryin to be gangstas
Affiliates embassy we rockin with the unit
Shout out to 50, yayo my nigga banks included
Compartments where the tooley go
Apartments like a jewellary store
Studio a car show
Willie the kid nigga moving like a diamond crook
For all you costume niggas staright out the comic books
It's rollies, cartiers, lockments, g-shocks
Bright lens they callin us the watchmen

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Swine Flu Flow"

"Swine Flu Flow"


This is, that swine flu
It's a epidemic

Sold 2000 that's 14 grand
Girls in the v.I.p say they all with it
750 bm marine blue kitted
Dancing on the highway get it like with it
Navy blue fitted, all white kiddicks
I smell like chicklins boy I'm the shitted
My chain swinging like pacquio on hatton
Hurricane dubai, 19 thousand
Without no diamonds your girl still notice that
Camouflage louie belt hold up the loaded mack
Yea my swag off the meter man
Used to get money in p.a on the peter pan
8 chains like filt tips rings like jordan
Hater's is mad that I'm flossing

This that swine flu flow man
This that swine flu flow man
This that swine flu flow man
This that swine flu flowwwww

 

[fox69]

"Swine Flu Intro"

"Swine Flu Intro"


[Angie Martinez:]
Top story is the growin' concern over an outbreak of a mysterious...
Flu-like illness in Mexico.
It has doctors in Ontario, keeping a very close eye as well on the fascinating particular...
10 people who've recently returned from Mexico. {Whooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
The World Health Organization this morning says that 800 people in Mexico...
Are infected with a flu-like illness...
And it's waiting for lab tests to determine, whether there are any links...
To the confirmed outbreak of swine-flu... in the United States. [scratches]

 

[fox69]

"Swine Flu Intro"

"Swine Flu Intro"


[Superstar Jay:]
Tony Yayo, Superstar Jay...
"Swine Flu Part 2"!
Enter Queens at your own risk!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

[Female reporter:]
There's a stillness in the air...
In the neighborhood where two blocks seem empty.
You can hear the wind whip through the playground usually crowded with children.
Signs on school doors: "Closed because of swine flu".
This is Ground Zero for swine flu here in New York.
Queens... has more than half the swine flu cases in the country.

[Male 1:]
Swine flu breeds in pigs... spread then from person to person.
Right now New York City is virtually shut down!

[Female 1]
Schools are closed.

[Male 1:]
This is a virus the world has really never seen before.

[Female 2:]
Libraries and museums... shut down.
Residents wearing masks!

 

[fox69]

"Swine Skit"

"Swine Skit"


[Unknown Male:]
Some people like Bille The Kid, you know?
Some... people like mobsters, but the same thing here.
You know?
Just a fascination. [gun cocks]

 

[fox69]

"Tables"
(feat. Cory Gunz / Danny Brown)

"Tables"
(feat. Cory Gunz / Danny Brown)



[Intro:]
Chronic same color as a frog turd
Have a nigga looking dumb, sorta like an awkward
Violence, I blow violent, I'm so fly, I'm auto pilot
What I wipe for that usa, like it is like Miley Cyrus

[Bridge:]
And I ride, I bounce, I roll up out of nouns
That sticky icky green
That will have you sleep all on your couch
Then I'm standing on one
Got them bottles with no labels
Bitches taken off they heels
Now they standing the tables

[Hook:]
Now I'm standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Pouring champagne on them
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Pouring champagne on them

[Verse 1:]
50k's of rosie nigga, watch the club get stupid
Like kobe pictures
Your bitch shows me like goldie bitches
Coco siroc's in my livers
Shawty dropping low like some strippers
I need another drink now,
Sat on my phone, hit my bitch on speed dial
By accident, now she mad as shit
But I ain't picking up the phone for the hell of it
100 large on that new panorama
Did your bitch like I did 20 in the slammer
Not sticker, then strippers, in Atlanta
Niggas fickle, I sickle, all my hands up

[Bridge:]
And I ride, I bounce, I roll up out of nouns
That sticky icky green
That will have you sleep all on your couch
Then I'm standing on one
Got them bottles with no labels
Bitches taken off they heels
Now they standing the tables

[Hook:]
Now I'm standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Pouring champagne on them
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Pouring champagne on them

[Verse 2:]
Yo, I turn this bitch into a rain forest
I tell your bitch to get your chain for us
And some chicks to get the brain for us
Work it out, train for us
Twist the trees, then I'm gonna twist your knees
Grip the squeeze, swisher weed,
Then I'm a ring some leafs
Bitches what I'm seeing be
Malicia g, g, g, g
You nitting on, you know I got your woman on my sleeve
Let's just keep 100, gonna keep it 1000
And she like the way I'm flowing
So her mouth is now my fountain
If she pounding then we bouncing
Smoking loud with my accountant
Plan to make that paper higher
Than a mountain on a mountain

[Bridge:]
And I ride, I bounce, I roll up out of nouns
That sticky icky green
That will have you sleep all on your couch
Then I'm standing on one
Got them bottles with no labels
Bitches taken off they heels
Now they standing the tables

[Hook:]
Now I'm standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Pouring champagne on them
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Standing on the tables,
Pouring champagne on them

 

[fox69]

"Tattle Teller"

"Tattle Teller"


[Intro / Chorus 2X: Tony Yayo]
I ain't your friend, you a tattle teller
You rat, you snitch, you jealous nigga
You coward nigga, you teller nigga
Tuck your tail, pluck your whiskers you tattle teller

[Tony Yayo]
There's rats in the street, and rats in the jail
In the feds, rats wear wires in they cell
Shit Steven Seagal, I used to love his karate
But even he snitched, he told on Peter Gotti
Pillowtalk wit'cha girl about that German Ruger
got her in a small room with the prosecutor
Watch ya shooter, them feds givin years for them guns
And there's nowhere to hide, when the marshals come
D.A. don't play, giving life off of hearsay
And right hand on the stand for conspiracy
Kingpin charges, and that RICO law
got agents in your spot for them bricks of raw
And people tellin on you that you never saw
Like your next door neighbor that live on your floor
The game over, man everybody wanna snatch
Fat Cat and Alpo nigga started this shit

[Chorus]

[Tony Yayo]
Be careful what you ask for, Joe got bagged
He got knocked by the feds for some things in his past
Now he rattin on his co-D's, snitchin on his homies
to government officials, and U.S. attorneys
He told about his lifestyle and old war stories
The brawl in B-more in the stall with them shorties
Out of town trips, cocaine connects
He told about the ratchets, fo'-fifths and tecs
He snitched about the diesel, stashed in the ceiling
He bragged about them kids that caught bodies in his building
He told on himself and told on his right hand
He talked about taxes and credit card scams
Joe took the stand, he sold his soul
But little did he know he dug a deeper hole
He lied on his friends and the judge flipped on him
Now he in Fort Dix with a man's dick on him

[Chorus]

[Tony Yayo]
Death before dishonor, what happened to that?
Them wolves in lamb's clothing is the ones that's rat
Nicky Barnes and Alpo, Cat and Freeze
I heard Ta-Ta tellin just to get that cheese
Pipe on death row, they told on Pete
They the reason that pistol ain't on the street
Chris Portello, yeah he used to fuck with Madonna
The South Beach King is, federal informer
Homey watch the corner, slingin that crack
That kid C.K. told on O.G. Mack
Sammy the Bull man, he the biggest of them all
He broke the code, he made the whole mob fall
Italian Joe Camby, he messed up the game
He tellin on his people like Saddam Hussein
So when you standin on that corner, chillin wit'cha fellas
Kid watch your back for them damn tattle tellers

[Chorus]

[Tony Yayo]
And the Sammy the Bull award goes to, Fat Joe [applause]

 

[fox69]

"The Price"

"The Price"


Gpg
I'm baaaaaccccck

[Chorus: x2]
I said the price of the fame
Got a price on my head
This is for my homies doin life in the feds
I keep that dope money in the bed
I got that 4-10 by my head

[Verse 1:]
2010 shit, global green mans said
Time for a change so my strap I'll make mans sick
I gotta habit for that sour and them big arms
Them fuckin rats got the tarp like pig farms
My life is too fast I wished it moved in slow motion
Haters wanna see me ashy with no perry lotion
But I'm heavy smoking, on the g4
I made enough money, but I need more
The art of war keep your enemies close
Keep your friends far away keep your strap in your coat
And my shooters run around like a massive cult
You wanna dance with the devil colt barrells on your throat

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Uh
Call the coroner his body ain't corresponding
Recession jack boys eating any niggaz shining
Bin laden k make the whole street run
Let off it look like the t-shirt gun
Cocaine gangbang hoes deepthroat
You ain't got that gang then you usain bolt
Now you wonder why my heart cold
I'm cryin over dary and albert with my blunt rolled
Little homie tell me what our future look like
Can you tell me what a shooter look like
Everybody screamin obama
But every hood that I go to it's more drama
Yeaaaaa

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"The Wall"

"The Wall"


[Verse 1:]
Get money, new new name kimmy
500 rims between a legend I'm between many
Hermezz stairs, with a bad bitch
She horny off them oysters feed her disco stick
The ak is like a pogo stick
I put holes in a rat on some popo shit
Us open, polo shit
Don p life hoes get rozay dick
See my roof is invisible my life is great
When I die my kids got millions in my pshycial traits
It's all a race, in a zoo of logical population
Da world is a zoo and these animals is waiting
On the prey, but not me
Kamikaze, pass the judge 19k

[Chorus:]
Put my back against the wall
You know I'm goin pop that
Put my back against the wall
A 100 shooters I'll cock back

With my back against the wall
I never fall under pressure
With my back against the wall
I'm usually duckin detectives

[Verse 2:]
Homocide flash my mug shot
Cause I'm killin every nigga in sight like buck shots
Nigga run up on me think my chin is glass
I bet this 4-10 strap boy I'll spin your ass
Tony yayo is a brand builder
You ever have fillet minjuon dinners in bugatti dealers
I fuck with colombians and mexicans
That play with more keys than alicias hands
My chapol got the bezzle face
Vest with the metal plates
I'm strapped when I wear my jewels
Cause I rap nigga I ain't fooled
I click clack cause my gun game cool

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"They Call It Murder"

"They Call It Murder"


(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fuckin' blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurkin'
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar

[Whoo Kid:] BRING IT BACK

(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fuckin' blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurkin'
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar
Homie i'm gangsta
Fat Joe that boy is a wanksta
I come to the Bronx and I spank ya
I smoke that Ganja
Rollin' shotgun with Baja
3-5-7 Revolver

(BRING IT BACK)

(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fuckin' blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurkin'
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar
Homie i'm gangsta
Fat Joe that boy is a wanksta
I come to the Bronx and I spank ya
I smoke that Ganja
Rollin' shotgun with Baja
3-5-7 Revolver
G Units the clique we ride for the cause
We gettin' money bretheren wheres yours?
We'll kill your ass homeboy you better think
We the ones that took murder out The Inc

(Out in the street they call it murder)