Tony Yayo

[fox69]

"Bing Monsta"

"Bing Monsta"


Bing monstas
Bing monstas
Bing monstas

[Chorus:]
The lil homies don't got nothin to look forward to
The big homies don't got nothin to look forward to
1 go in, 1 go out
1 go in, 1 go out
And that's life on that same old chain gang
And that's life on that same old chain gang
And that's life on that same old chain gang
And that's life on that same old chain gang

[Verse:]
I keep a concrete open mind
I leave your brains on concrete you plot on mine
I got the chop cause my baby weigh 8 pounds
Fif hold 8 rounds
Police on the wylin shit that rascist bill o'reilly shit
My middle finger up sayin fuck the law
With a classy ass bitch that booth the raw
When I jump in the booth you can't ignore me
Clear up my throat kick off them mauris
Lean back hit a blunt
I lean back catch a stunt
My life is like monoply I'm tryna get the park place
New lex no hands roll up in the park space
Fuck a fed case, fuck a narc case
I'm in the aspen that's why you marks hate
I rather be carried by 6 than be hung by 12
The jurors can see me in hell

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Bitch Niggaz"

"Bitch Niggaz"


Rest in peace to pimp c
Rest in peace huey
Yea, fake niggaz out here
Too many fake niggaz out here

[Chorus:]
Too many bitch niggaz alive
Too many hoes ass niggaz alive
Real niggaz dead or doing time
Real niggaz dead or doing timeee

I'm in the atmosphere, here in the lear
Respect violence, instill fear
I spray 3 nigga, out the black rueg
I'm a gangsta a.m.d all the tatoos
Niggaz hate me, they hate secretly
They hate frequently, they ain't shit too me
The rap game full of real nigga copies
Record stores closing cause they ain't selling copies
I ain't george clooney, but I make a movie
The force ruin me, you a male groupie
My face a jewel, you in fake jewels
My eyes a diamond tester, I could spot cubes
I could spot mosies, my spot cosy
I'm on the yaught homie ya wife wanna drop from me
Cause she's my biggest fan
New 750 big grill big fan

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Black Friday"

"Black Friday"


Righteous kill
Swammies on deck, S.O.D
[Repeat]

But todays a cloudy friday
It's a black friday

[Verse:]
Nigga I ain't tryna die with nothin to show for it
2 pots in the stove blender got the dope in it
Deez hoes are embassy sweet stroking it
Jump out the m6 looking like a (yayo)
I look like money, I smell like money
Nigga I taste like that black bag cocaine money
I'm in the leer withcha boo haaa
But you little rap niggas irritate me like fruit flies
And you wonder how the coupe drive
In that bulletproof whip
No homo I need a bulletproof dick
My favorite color green just like brett far
Bitch nigga for you blog, bitch nigga get a job
I bit mikes and a bit bitches
My charles bronson bulldog bit snitches
I can't die, my lil girl growing up fast
Groupie niggas not around pig I run past
Jump out the truck blast my little niggas deading ya
I'll have ya head looking like a cash register
Swag hater my swag got me filthy
No lawyer money oj guilty

 

[fox69]

"Bloody Xmas"

"Bloody Xmas"


Ya niggas know what it is nigga [x4]

4 moshbergs, 5 45's
2 g5's, 6 groupies and they all wanna fly
10 darkies, 10 roseys, 10 groupies
5 niggas so that's 5 menages
23 wraps, 33 bluts, 43 bags of that poison dabbin nigga
100 niggas strapped, 100 niggas with a 100 macs
100 hats my bloods il carve a nigga
50 pair of louies, 50 pair of gucci's
50 pair of pradas I done seen more shoes than foot doctors
2 hermee scarves tecs 22's bought
Leave you 6 feet deep another gangsta play the part
Ladi dodi we like to party
4-10 on my waist they ain't searched my body
Tony yayo I'm a cocaine rap star
I make 10 off a 1 from bogatar

 

[fox69]

"Body Bag"
(feat. Mobb Deep)

"Body Bag"
(feat. Mobb Deep)



They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag

My gun got them on a...
It looks so pretty taking out competition
It even got a flashlight on the barrel
I click it on and I wave it at you
You think it's god when you see the light
But you won't see god homie you gonna die tonight
Marked for death let the bullets be the written symbol
I point them all and rock well right out the window
When it come to beef I squeeze on targets
My hands all bloody like rocky in a meat market
I squeeze harder than a python, with that 357 called python
Niggers hate my but my skin is thick
Point them out and I... hit him in his bricks
Now's all peace pouring out a little liquor
He died forced up, from a trigger finger

They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cock my shit put them in a bag
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag

Yeah, you ain't got a bag... I got you
Hold still show you what the glock do
... a nigger catch a holy ghost
Hole in the spine leave them with a scoliosis
... before I let you hold one
Lay for right where your... from
Fuck you out of here, you playing in the street
My niggers up and ready are you coughing up meat
I ain't lost enough sleep for drama to wear me out
Your pussy everything that your mouth is like...
No one is prouder whenever they see me out
Soured up, straight blown through a 3...
My finger hit you like money coming
Body bags want me nothing keep the guns bumping
Talk cheap but the slugs here cheaper
Know you want a body bag, but here's the grand reaper

They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag

Fuck that I gave a lot of passion
Let a lot of niggers live show a lot of compassion
I never took advantage of you weaklings
I could of green light the universe... beat down...
And be a massacre if I give the word
So I only serve those who truly deserve
This level of punishment is not for beginners
You acting like you can handle it
I'm a give it, I'm handing out life support systems
Shit bags and... for free, come and get some
When you see me in the club
Cause I ain't come for bitches, I come for blood
It's the return of the mac and revenge of the thug
Watch the attitude switch up and extract the bitch up
But now they in the present of some legendary niggers
Bumy ass nigger got his dummy ass hit up

They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag.

 

[fox69]

"Bonified Hustler"

"Bonified Hustler"


It's the unit
Niggaz know what it is
Niggaz can't do that swaggwer like us
Yo apex we spazzed out on this 1
Yeaaaaaaaaaaa
I get that money
Bonified hustler making money
Yea, clear my throat on this 1 no homo

[Verse:]
The ny fitted tilted to the side boy
Run up on me with some bullshit you gonna die boy
Jump up in the fly toy
Hi hater, bye hater, my paper got me in a fly gator
Hi my name is t.o.n.y y.a.y.o
This is ak not that bullshit hydro
You know how I go, they v.I.p me, they don't I.d me
My wrist look like it belong on tv
20 dimes on deck it look like tv
I wear my shade glasses at night I can't see haters
I dream them dollar signs at night I need that paper
I need that money money
I get that money money
We get that money money
Let's get that money money
Yea

 

[fox69]

"Bonus Tony Yayo Classic"
(Unrealeased Freestyle)

"Bonus Tony Yayo Classic"
(Unrealeased Freestyle)



[Tony Yayo:]
We sling Weed - Crack! - And Dope mixed with Opium
While the Feds sweep the block like custodions
44 loons got my birds and dames holdin' 'em
Rock mink longs made with Teflon soles in 'em
I'm as big as King Kong - with the mind of Napoleon
Cook up blow in straight AC-WOL Sodium
I'm trying to sell records like Vanilla Ice
And hang MC's up from balconies like Suge Knight
In every event my team catch crazy stunts
Rollin' eight deep like the Brady Bunch
I keep 80s cause niggas tried to blaze me once
And ride in big trucks so
I ride for my drug lords and OG hustlers
Imagine my face placed on Billboards and buses
And record covers - even The Source magazine
I used to be the one to extort the fiends
Remember back then - when I slinged on the corner
I had the sheep skin my girl had the leather balmer
Around the time Mike was moonwalkin'
Now I write the shit that'll have the whole hood talkin
Hit ya shit up! - I'll make ya body spit back
So don't fall victim to my gangsta rap
I stay - strapped down like Crazus in CreeMore
Got Macks, Trey Pounds, 3-80s and C-4
Niggaz on the dick whisper hiatus
Cause they hear are shoes click gators slip bob gators

[Storm P:]
Before you see me on the island doing 3 and a quarter
I be at the mexican border extorting your daughter
All my hoes wear thongs, smoke weed outta bongs
Run around chest naked, singing all my shit
My raps weigh tonnes, niggaz can't escape um
Fuck around with ray guns with the force of 8 guns
Storm the type of nigga that could be at a party
Pull my dick out at the bar and take a pee on your shorty
Y'all niggaz make crumbs just to feed the birds
I stay iceberged down in anisya furs
I could shoot 10 bullets that travel through time
And give 3 to the nigga that convinced you to rhyme
And if y'all niggaz wanna know where the other 7 went
To your mothers womb during the fetal development
I inject needles that infect your cerebal
Make you shrink a couple feet until your danny devito
Make your dick so small you could fuck mosquito
I'm bout to charge this nigga 95 thousand a verse
And an extra 5 g's if they don't want me to curse
I'm the storm to the p y'all a rhyme writing champ
I think I'm bout to start my own rhyme writing camp
Rappers are all ages younger than ally vegas
Older than daddy kane is storm is the strangest
I'm the greatest, I'm storm to the capital p
And it's a privelage for these niggaz to be rapping with me
Yo all y'all feel if your not your joking
Niggaz can't be serious they even sniffing the smoke in

[50 Cent:]
It's all fucked up now what I'm a do now push your shit back
Clap 1 in your gut fuck up your 6 pack
You heard the rumor last year nigga 50 got back
You heard the rumor this year nigga 50 got stabbed
What's the rumor next year huh 50 was real mad
Tore that nigga ja head off with the 4 4 mag
I ain't gon till nigga you pussy irv
I ain't gon say bj bitch
I ain't gon tell niggaz they start in your click
You just another broke nigga fronting like you rich
Your secrets safe with me I won't say shit
Niggaz running round stunting sayin they cut me up
Well mother fucking 4 stitches ain't gon shut me up
This is who I am nigga this here ain't no act
My baby moms I'l wild out and stab me worse than that
It's gangsta

 

[fox69]

"Brazy World"

"Brazy World"


[Verse:]
Yea I kick shit like cristiano ronaldo
Gooooaaaaaaaaal
Touch down I move another mother load
Gasolina in a bag il make ya mother fold
Boss player shit we move bricks
Ya fairytale and myths
Me and fif in the dumar buyin alien ships
Titanium grip on the 4-10
I put a shotgun shell in ya man benz
I said he who shall disturb me face death
As I walk through the shadows of the valley of death
Rap niggas, street niggas beefing
Nigga start reaching
I pull out the 4-10 and I start beasting

[x2:]
Real talk it's the real talk of new york
The most underrated but fuck it I made it

I made it ma on top of the world baby
Yea
The under dog is always underrated
The under dog is always underrated
The under dog is always underrated
The under dog is always underrated

 

[fox69]

"Break A Bitch"
(feat. Too Short)

"Break A Bitch"
(feat. Too Short)



[Chorus: x2]
Pimping ain't easy for you
But pimping is easy for me
(I'll show you how to break a bitch!)
You're mad cause she ain't choose you
You're mad cause your bitch chose me
(I'll show you how to break a bitch!)

[Verse 1:]
Defend them? I call it cash with a friendly ghost
Smoking packy ya I'll damn to the Freddie Roach
Pimping ain't easy but it sure is fun
I put my hot dog in your hoe and she gave me the buns
I got a stable full of girls with the good nookie
I'm tryin' to hit a pot of gold Lady Gaga pussy
I'm soaking yellow of their lala,
Thousand dollars shoes
Your bottom bitch go bye bye
Dead animals, chinchilla on closet wrappers
PEETA protests and try to spray my main jacket
Video vixens they all spoiled
You hit their pussy, they wanna fuck it in voice

[Chorus: x2]
Pimping ain't easy for you
But pimping is easy for me
(I'll show you how to break a bitch!)
You're mad cause she ain't choose you
You're mad cause your bitch chose me
(I'll show you how to break a bitch!)

[Verse 2:]
It ain't hard to figure out
How to take them panties off and dig her out
That's the easy part, just tell her run a nigga out
Pass her the game and stick it in her mouth!
Say what? tell all your friends, and you can't foc'
It wouldn't matter 'cause bitch I'm in the pimp mode
I take what I want, you can keep the rest
I got a lot of hoes, but you're the freakiest
And when I break a bitch I take a shit
You like the pumpkin kissing niggas, faking it!
I'm like the say hoe, it's Short Dog and Yayo
Hard on the bitch, but they know!

[Chorus: x2]
Pimping ain't easy for you
But pimping is easy for me
(I'll show you how to break a bitch!)
You're mad cause she ain't choose you
You're mad cause your bitch chose me
(I'll show you how to break a bitch!)

 

[fox69]

"Bullets Whistle"

"Bullets Whistle"


[Hook:]
My Bullets whistle like
And Fly right pass ya dome
My Bullets whistle like
A Hundred shots a nigga gone
My Bullets whistle like
I got that Typewriter tommy gun just like Capone
My Bullets like
6 feet deep another homie gone

[Verse 1:]
We Juggle woman and we smuggle them bricks
New 750 model hug on my dick
I send a hater hater a postcard from paradise
The beach sandy that money got the setting right
No money less stress
Now all my enemies are in my book of death
I'm in that Luis Bomber
Yeah my car is like the stealth bomber
I see popo I mash when I hit the corner
Money at the bar raise the global economy
Global phone leer jet recession don't bother me
Herme's slippers fat ass cell
Two sisters I'm so ambitious like pharell

[Repeat Hook:]

[Verse 2:]
I'm far from a legend I'll never be one
Street hall of fame die with a big gun
Like E-money my Troy at the sports bar
I get money and blow it on a sha'pa
Interscope wanna divide and conquer
Momma always told me don't trust em
R.I.P to Derry ... Albert
To get an education need a 40 cal 'cuz
Lock your doors and hide your children
Shortie 13 years old and he dead on linen
Same day different shit

[Repeat Hook:]

[Hook:]

My Bullets whistle like
And Fly right pass ya dome