Tony Yayo

[fox69]

"Drama Setter"
(feat. Eminem, Obie Trice)

"Drama Setter"
(feat. Eminem, Obie Trice)



[Intro]

[Guard:] Mr. Yayo, your free to go, so I guess this means I'll see you tomorrow
[Eminem:] Guess who's home? Tony Yayo, Obie Trice, C'mon!

[Chorus - Eminem]

I'm a Drama Setter, gripping my baretta sipping Armaretta
Man you crazy if you think Ima let up
I told you I'm a Drama Setter
I'll be the first to set it homie, you can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda
Man cause I'm a Drama Setter
I don't go looking for no trouble but somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With you momma crying cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catching upcause I'm a Drama Setter

[Verse 1 - Tony Yayo]

I'll poke you man I'm Riker's Island Pokemon
I got C.O.'s bringin me Filet Mingon
But now a nigga home looking frail in a drop
With a bitch shotgun that's inhaling the cock
I got rocks on my neck the size of bottle tops
And got glocks intellectual rob behind cops
On broke days we used to put water in our cereal
Now we crossing borders just to shoot another video
It's Tony Montano, full body armor
Soning niggas like Alfredo in Godfather
Two shot revolver, that Dillinger shit
In the A-R 15, Bentley or Six
We taking trips to Morocco just to tan
We smoke weed in restaurants in Amsterdam
I was worth a hundred grams, now I'm worth a cool million
I'll put money on your hairline, your dime and your children

[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a Drama Setter, gripping my baretta sipping Armaretta
Man you crazy if you think Ima let up
I told you I'm a Drama Setter
I'll be the first to set it homie, you can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda
Man cause I'm a Drama Setter
I don't go looking for no trouble but somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With you momma crying cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catching upcause I'm a Drama Setter

[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]

Since Yayo is home, them A-R's is drawn
Obie's Guerrila Unit, fuck affilia-tion
We are one, it is sensless, for you to prevent this
The 40, cal'll put you up under some photosynthesis
At any given instant another incident
You just got a glimpse of Obie and Yay's temperment
And we holding them K's that's why homie won't age
Isn't it that Tony's enraged they throw him in cages
But now my nigga's loose, Our crews is bulletproof
All brought to you from whom's pupils, baby blues
His short fuses, put your portrait on the news
Nigga them screws is loose when you fucking with them shady dudes

[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a Drama Setter, gripping my baretta sipping Armaretta
Man you crazy if you think Ima let up
I told you I'm a Drama Setter
I'll be the first to set it homie, you can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda
Man cause I'm a Drama Setter
I don't go looking for no trouble but somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With you momma crying cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catching upcause I'm a Drama Setter

[Verse 3 - Tony Yayo]

Got fat while I was gone, but now I'm here
And yall rappers only bust shots only in fear
Chinchillas on my back itchy fingers on the mac
Get scrilla off of crack, get fifty's shooter back
Listen homie, don't let them niggas amp you money
Cause I got niggas in Queens that kill for pamper money
Move like Kaiser, Jayson Williams slaughter the driver
My daughter Maniyah, know that the kid spit fire
Reality rap, nigga check my salary cap
I give guns to my soldiers with a battery pack
What you know about light planes and heavy coke
And them drugs being smuggled on them fast speed boats
It's the rap tycoon, Tony you all know me
See me on MTV I'm a parole
I was out for 12 hours and went right back in
For three hots and 1 cot doin time in the pen

[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a Drama Setter, gripping my baretta sipping Armaretta
Man you crazy if you think Ima let up
I told you I'm a Drama Setter
I'll be the first to set it homie, you can bet it just don't get in the way of my chedda
Man cause I'm a Drama Setter
I don't go looking for no trouble but somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With you momma crying cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catching upcause I'm a Drama Setter

[Outro - Eminem and Yayo]

[Y:] Yeah nigga thank you Marshall
[E:] No problem
[Y:] We dont stop, save the best for the last, Talk of New York - Thoughts of a Predicate Felon.
Blue Hefner - Lloyd Banks, Buck Marley, Young Buck, Curtis "Interscope" Jackson
[E:] "Shady Aftermath" Mathers
[Y:] Olivia
[E:] O. Trice, Stat Quo
[Y:] We gonna keep getting this money, Y'all rappers gonna keep hating
[E and Y:] Fuck Yall
[Y:] Y'all want problems, I'm built for this shit
Shady Aftermath, G-Unit, We run this rap shit

 

[fox69]

"Dumpin Out The Window"

"Dumpin Out The Window"


[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Oh-oh-oohh! {"BLACK FRIDAY"!}
Oh-oh-oohh! {WHOO KID!}
Oh-oh-oohh! {THISIS50!}

[Chorus:]
I be dumpin' [gunshot] out the window with this one (yeah!)
Dumpin' [gunshot] out the window with this one! {HAHA!}
Dumpin' [gunshot] out the windoow!
Dumpin' out the windoow! {LET'S GO!}
I be dumpin' [gunshot] out the window with this one!
Dumpin' [gunshot] out the window with this.44! [gunshot]
Yeah! - With this.44!

[Interlude:]
Y'all niggas know who it is, it's the kid! {GOD-... DAMN!} [shot]

[Verse:]
The AR shoot better than the AK (BLLLLLAT!)
I shoot the 'K and start aimin' on wapoly. [shot]
Marc Jacob clothes they'll your body make (hahaha!)
The Bentley got a fat ass the Porsche keeps eyeing me. (YEAH!)
Jack-pot my niggaz like the lottery (bling!)
But it's a recession! - I stay with the 10 G's!
Bitch please the Unit gettin' guaped
On the highway European gettin' to the top! (BRRRM!)
We keep gettin' money God got us blessed (what else?)
Niggaz say we fell off but the world in debt!
It's like the world coming to an end (I swear this!)
Hurricane Ike just killed my best friend! {Whooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
This great recession the great depression (MONEY!)
Nigga build a bomb shelter to stock all your weapons! (yeah!)
It's like the safest place be right now is in jail (jail time nigga!)
Shawty only 15 and he squeeze that steel!
OG come home two weeks he killed
And he just made tha broadman like too real!

[Chorus:]
I be dumpin' out the window with this one!
Dumpin' out the window with this one!
Dumpin' out the windoow! (yeah!)
Dumpin' out the windoow! (I ain't lyin'!)
I be dumpin' out the window with this one!
Dumpin' out the window with this.44!
With this.44!

[Outro:]
Get killed that just motherfucka, man!
Niggas can't even buy new portrait out this motherfucka, man!
Niggas need gas... diper money!
It's real... recession!
"Black Friday" nigga! {DAMN!}

CAN'T FORGET... IKE! [gunshot][beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"Durag 2 Skimask Remix"
(feat. Hell Rell)

"Durag 2 Skimask Remix"
(feat. Hell Rell)



Yea R.I.P to the competition
It's R.I.P to the competition
It's R.I.P to the competition
Yeaaaaaaaa

[Chorus x2: Tony Yayo]
I turn my durag to a ski mask quick
Fuck boy dead nobody see that shiittt
I turn my durag to a ski mask quickkk
I turn my durag to a ski mask quicckkk

[Tony Yayo:]
Alotta niggaz talking, I ain't sayin shit
I wish I had 6 hands and 6 fingerprints
I got the glock 30, like an oakland nigga
My gd's in the chi I'l smoke a nigga
Black audi r8, homie drop the top
Swing through the hood like the black barack
Yeaaaaaa, and I stay with that million
Like dream stay on a milian
Homie I'm a don, nigga I'm a boss
Lines get crossed, niggaz get tossed
Nigga I'm up early in the morning with the dope in the blender
Turn my swag on I'l be gone to november
Low from the a.t.f, I gun butt a fuck boy he had a.t flesh
I straight shoot a nigga
2 guns on me you could call me freddy ruger

[Chorus x2]

[Hell Rell:]
Them niggaz know me, I carry dummy
Lightning on his wrist nigga looking like lunchmeat
Line his ass up like the neighborhood barber
Revolver in his face before he hop in his charger
Rap money slow, I ain't get a check in a while
When I'm thinking I ain't used this rusty tec in a while
So I load that shit up, mindframe I gotta make this cash
Yayo got me bout to rob a nigga on jamaica ave
Oh yea homie, did you see that shit
Boy ruger turned his durag to a ski mask quick
He got scared when he seen that fif
Robbed him in front of his giril like I ain't seen that bitch
Shorty walking around with his arm froze
Nigga acting like all the pawn shops closed
Don't come around me we ain't ok
The big chain will make me go back to my old ways

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Durag To A Ski Mask"

"Durag To A Ski Mask"


Yea r.I.p to the competition
It's r.I.p to the competition
It's r.I.p to the competition
Yeaaaaaaaa

[Chorus: x2]
I turn my durag to a ski mask quick
Fuck boy dead nobody see that shiittt
I turn my durag to a ski mask quickkk
I turn my durag to a ski mask quicckkk

[Verse:]
Alotta niggaz talking, I ain't sayin shit
I wish I had 6 hands and 6 fingerprints
I got the glock 30, like an oakland nigga
My gd's in the chi I'l smoke a nigga
Black audi r8, homie drop the top
Swing through the hood like the black barack
Yeaaaaaa, and I stay with that million
Like dream stay on a milian
Homie I'm a don, nigga I'm a boss
Lines get crossed, niggaz get tossed
Nigga I'm up early in the morning with the dope in the blender
Turn my swag on I'l be gone to november
Low from the a.t.f, I gun butt a fuck boy he had a.t flesh
I straight shoot a nigga
2 guns on me you could call me freddy ruger

[Chorus x2]

There's 99 rozays all on the wall
99 niggaz yea we all gon ball
Yea we all gon ball
Yea we all gon ball
Got 99 shooters and they all on call
I said they all on call
I said they all on call
Put your body in the streets man y'all niggaz got the gall
Suck my dick

 

[fox69]

"Eastside Westside"

"Eastside Westside"


[Tony Yayo]
This that gangster shit (uh-huh)
This that rider shit (uh-huh)
This that gangster shit (uh-huh)
This that rider shit

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
I got killers on the Eastside.. and killers on the Westside
Down South niggaz they feel me
New York niggaz wanna kill me - CAUSE I'M A GANGSTER!
I got killers on the Eastside.. and killers on the Westside
Southside niggaz they feel me
New York niggaz wanna kill me - CAUSE I'M A RIDER!

[Tony Yayo]
I'm in that black Jeep T with the earthquake tweeters
I ride through your hood and I shine like Jesus
These hoes be lovin you, pushin a vehicle
Picked her up in my BMW
760 in a Nautica color
When I'm rollin on mine ain't no room for rubber
Tryin to push 800's, they ain't made them yet
Vipers, Corvettes and the drop-top Lex
Yo I'm rich so I move in layers, hits make new careers
That's why your bitch on my dick suckin pubic hairs
My gat is ready, my mac is ready
I got a three-five blow 'em like Tackleberry
Yo I told y'all niggaz we would take it to the top
Now we gettin rich and the paper don't stop
Half a mill' deal I signed with Reebok
Goin hardbody like a nigga in Comstock

[Chorus]

[Tony Yayo]
Mr. Telephone Man, the feds is tappin my line
Everytime I dial my connects numbers, for bricks all the time
Yo I got a Motorola, Sprint and NexTel
The feds got a hit when I'm makin my next sale - I'm hot
645 drop fresh off the lot
Stash hold a mac with a fridge in the back
I'm that bad bad wolf that'll blow your house down
Three lil' piggies better hold your spots down
One house had bricks, the other had weed
And the third piggy spot, was full of that cheese
27 ki's, that's one point three-five
I'm rich nigga, but I still ride in that hoo-ride
Gold-plated AK's, stupid guns
Like Qusay and Usay *, Saddam's sons

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Everywhere We Go"

"Everywhere We Go"


[Verse 1:]
They say consistencys the key to victory
I stay percented man these haters can't get to me
Audamer timepiece watch how the bezzle tick
I'm so hot they say I'm on the devils dick
Armed predicate in l.v shit
Malatio vegas on the lv strip
Mackbook pro with a usb mic
Record in the lear jet bathroom all night
Get money and the world is yours
I need bricks to the ceiling like boston george
I'm having dreams of floor mats made with chinchilla
And 1 mexican with an 18 wheeler

[Chorus:]
We flippin bricks everywhere we go
We gettin money in your area codes
Supply and demand rain, sleet and snow
It's all for the money for the love of the dough
Everywhere we goo
Everywhere we goo
Everywhere we goo
Everywhere we goo

[Verse 2:]
Fed point system, I ain't from berlin
Word to duke, manaya and london
Sour diesel got me higher than balloon boy
44 bulldog and my new toy
Custard color coupe lookin like cheesecake
Dime bitches lookin at me like jes sakes
50 case of rose everybody drink
Shorty shoes paintin on her ass like body point
I weathered the storm I got long paper
I make it rain like a mother fucking storm chaser
Hermeez suit on, with a real mean gator
Jean sean from milan I'm a swag draper

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Everywhere We Go (Remix)"
(feat. Frenchy & G-Baby (R.I.P.))

"Everywhere We Go (Remix)"
(feat. Frenchy & G-Baby (R.I.P.))



[G-Baby:]
Yea bay, pitching pigeons everywhere I go
Fat stacking pigeons cause they say my money got a flow
Trappin in and out of town
I'm a buck so I break it down
Pack it up, workers in the spot, they go hard for bucks
M.o.n.e.y murkin G-Baby from bedstuy
Low cut cesar I'm bringing it back 3-ways
Ladies love a soldier, so you know g gon show her
Catch in your area code nigga it's over
In it for the l.o, in the town they say hello
Gangsta lean pushin that reggie stack with that yayo
Baby I'm bout my peso, cuby bebe my lingo
Trap or die, break it down, they be acting diego

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
We flippin bricks everywhere we go
We gettin money in your area codes
Supply and demand rain, sleet and snow
It's all for the money for the love of the dough
Everywhere we goo
Everywhere we goo
Everywhere we goo
Everywhere we goo

[French Montana:]
I stack that bread like waffle house
Get it how you live shawty
When I'm hungry no talking now
I'm goin crack a rib homie
Bricksquad, chicken heads, whip it in the kitchen
In my gators invision momma told me I'd be different
I get money everywhere that I go
I bankheads at shawty lo
Use to be starvin but now I'm full my belly ache
Frenchie you gaining weight, I eat of any plate
To the die I die
I'm a ride that 5
Catch me rollin with yayo, down I-95
Flippin them bitches
Arguin niggaz that said that did but they didn't
I'm fucking with real niggaz that droppin the depsoit don't fuck with my kids in it

[Chorus]

[Tony Yayo:]
Fed point system, I ain't from berlin
Word to duke, manaya and london
Sour diesel got me higher than balloon boy
44 bulldog and my new toy
Custard color coupe lookin like cheesecake
Dime bitches lookin at me like jes sakes
50 case of rose everybody drink
Shorty shoes paintin on her ass like body paint
I weathered the storm I got long paper
I make it rain like a mother fucking storm chaser
Hermeez suit on, with a real mean gator
Jean sean from milan I'm a swag draper

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Fa Ra Ra - Skit"

"Fa Ra Ra - Skit"


[Movie Bites from "A Christmas Story (1983)":]
[Waiter #1, #2 & #3:]
'Deck the harrs with boughs of horryyy,
Fa-ra-ra-ra-raaa, ra ra ra raa!
Tiis the season to be jorry... '
[Chop Suey Palace Owner:] No, no, no!
[Waiter #1, #2 & #3:] Fa-ra-ra-ra-raa...
[Chop Suey Palace Owner:] NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!
[Waiter #1, #2 & #3:] Ra ra ra raa!
[Chop Suey Palace Owner:]
NO! NO, NO, NO! Not "ra ra ra ra raaa", "la la la la laaa"!
Sing like this:
"Deck the halls with boughs of hollyyy,
Fa-la-la-la-laaa, la la la la! " Try again!
[Waiter #1, #2 & #3:]
Deck the harrs with boughs of horryyy,
Fa-ra-ra-ra-raaa, ra ra ra raa!
Tiis the seas...
[Chop Suey Palace Owner:] Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, STOP! Sing something else! [echoes]

 

[fox69]

"Face Off"
(feat. Cory Gunz & Ransom)

"Face Off"
(feat. Cory Gunz & Ransom)



[Chorus x2: Tony Yayo]
No ski mask, I shoot a nigga face off
In broad day, I shoot a nigga face off
Nigga try to stunt, the pump I'l leave his face off
Man down yellow tape around nigga face off

[Tony Yayo:]
P95 yea your bitch she can get it too
I'l have ya bust it baby on the operating table
I meant to hit you but your bitch got it
My hollows don't got names they just hit targets
I ain't got hate niggaz just hate me
Big blunt, big gun off safety
I'm young black and rich and don't give a fuck
A class nigga so niggaz wanna hit me up
I leave you tre pound finger fuck
Hollow tips lift you up
Meange a trois with bullets, my little niggaz pull it
He only 12 years old so green light go
He put ya brains on the floor with the fo fo

[Chorus]

[Cory Gunz:]
I don't hate niggaz niggaz just hate cor
Talk of new york shoot a nigga face off
I don't hate niggaz niggaz just hate cor
Talk of new york shoot a nigga face off
The talk of new york tear a nigga face off
Automatic guns oi and get a case off
I chase off any perpetraitirs I face off
I spot em out on a map and move they place off
You turn him like a chuck t with the lace off
I leave a nigga taste off when I pace off
I let it waste off fist gun I'm laid off
I'm violent as 50 cent leave em like mase off
Landing all ties like a race draw
Put a nigga in his place like a race lost
Treat bitch made niggaz like state law
Catch you bootleggers on fake flaws I break jaws
Like elephantitis and get to talkin like meningitis
And knowin my vitals and sypholitis for thin
Apparatus shit shatters and scatters against the lord
The writers homie tigh as is tragic and sad as a fucking thought to write it, what
Handled with a uzi shottie
Shit it make range I make her why toosie drop
Tell your boys avoid lloyd like a paranoid droid
A shortsten roy floyd you won't enjoy joy
Face off,
I shoot a nigga face off
I don't hate niggaz niggas just hate cor
Talk of new york tear a nigga face off
Yea shoot a nigga face off

[Chorus x2]

[Ransom:]
Yea I'm infamous when a gun is spitting clips
Hit your bitch tear her face off like mikalis
K's with the gauge laid got a triple bitch
Listen prick this is it go ahead and slit your wrist
I'm a die a boss when them shots fired off
Broad day 4 k's have your face sliding off
Ductape fuck face take the wires off
Get your slut rape cut cake now your wifes a whore
I'm the type of guy you probly wouldn't like at all
Lift the german ruger don't work then I'm a knife it off
Leave the blade bloody I don't got to wipe it off
Broke ya body till it go limp with no life at all
The k clap asap I don't play that
Got guns in the crib older than the a-trak
Dust em off go outside then spray black
Ak listen you will never get your face back

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Fake Love"

"Fake Love"


[Intro]
My life..
My life..
My life..
My life..

[Tony Yayo Intro]
Yeah..
Yeah..
Yeah..

[Chorus]
Fake love's when your homie give you dap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love..
Fake love's when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love..
Fake love's when your friend fuck your bitch
Don't think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love..
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Dont show no love, don't pretend

[Verse]
50 got Yayo gettin' all this cash
Now all these Yes men wanna kiss my ass
But back in the street you aint help me re-up
Locked up, i had court dates, you never showed up
What the fuck, tell me what you grinnin' at nigga
If i get killed, my stash, you spendin' that nigga
Some people want nutin' outta life
And some people want it all, let's ball
I see the jealousy and envy when you see me shoppin'
Saphire watch, got your jaw droppin'
When i move that 8th, you were 7 gram coppin'
You ain't happy for me, you hope that the Feds watchin'
I aint stoppin, homie i'm number one
Why you schemin' on me, i'm plain and dumb
So when it comes to the point, that you ready to flip
I'ma pull out first, and let off my clip, Take That!

[Chorus]
Fake love's when your homie give you dap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love..
Fake love's when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love..
Fake love's when your friend fuck your bitch
Don't think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love..
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Dont show no love, don't pretend

[Verse]
Now your man ain't your man if he extortin' you nigga
And your man ain't your man if he shortenin' you nigga
Listen money talks, and bullshit run marathons
When your money's gone, thats when them hoes gon'
Fake love is when a nigga sets you up
How he knew about your chain when your ching was tucked
You know the type that rats you out, sell you out
Get locked, your man ain't gon' bail you out
You got a brand new whip, your shit is lovely
Yeah it's aight, but its rims is ugly
Fake friends, show fake love
You know the type of nigga that'll leave you in the club
Fake love..

[Chorus]
Fake love's when your homie give you dap
Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped
Fake love..
Fake love's when they never be around
But once you get rich, they all get down
Fake love..
Fake love's when your friend fuck your bitch
Don't think with his head only think with his dick
Fake love..
So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends
Dont show no love, don't pretend