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tony yayo - feel it in the air lyrics

(feat. young buck, de tay)

[news anchor:]
there maybe no more dangerous job in the world these days
than being an undercover agent for the united states
drug enforcement administration: the dea
the federal agency which is at war with ruthless drug dealers around the world
tonight, one of those undercover agents is missing

[other news anchor:]
the american drug agent was kidnapped last thursday in broad day light

[tony yayo:] here we go now!

[verse 1: young buck/d-tay]
[young buck:] we done sold dope out n-gg-s
[d-tay:] pimp toe kill snitches
[young buck:] caught a little case but i’m back on you punk b-tches
[d-tay:] new bricks
[yb:] control the sh-t
[d-tay:] you know what you dealin’ with
[yb:] real n-gg-s do real things on some real sh-t
[yb:] hood rich
[d-tay:] always
[yb:] thuggin’ ’till my death gate
[d-tay:] just wait
[yb:] we can show a hustler the best way
[d-tay:] ride with me
[yb:] spit n-gg- i’m a go and find 50
[d-tay:] tell him that i’m ready
[yb:] you know the unit ridin’ with me
[d-tay:] wait for me
[yb:] hey homie let me holla at ya
[d-tay:] hey look it ain’t about your money the lights is what i’m after
[yb:] i’m strapped now
[d-tay:] me too
[yb:]
with desert eagles
i feel it in the air like that n-gg- beanie sigel
[d-tay:] so i’m shootin’ anywhere even at innocent people
[yb:] i’m smokin’ my weed like its legal
[d-tay:] when we creep through
[yb:] top dropped
[d-tay:] glock c-cked
[yb:] we know when the block hot
[d-tay:] the fiends still comin’ so lets get it

[tony yayo:]
yeah g unit n-gg-, it don’t get no better than this n-gg-
tony yayo the talk of new york n-gg-
buck marley, (the real talk of new york)
the general curtis “interscope” jackson
lloyd banks blue hefner n-gg-
olivia
it don’t get no better than this
sha money is you ready baby?

[verse 2: tony yayo]
i’m in the spot breakin’ down cause my work is the best
so them ds got it hot like some morning breath
i’m in that new cls
l and a vest
and my fifth ‘ll have forensics cleanin’ your mess
n-gg- 50 got me rich i don’t know how to act
homie my blade and my mac
is the perfect match
they go together real good like wade and shaq
n-gg- give me 20 minutes i’ll move os of crack
g unit clique ride n-gg- we ring bells
brutal, like the medaline cartel
i’m that new big l
with more chips than wise
hos open up they thighs when they peep the ride
you know that new gt that four door sh-t
i ride through your strip and let the four off quick n-gg-

[tony yayo:]
you know what time it is n-gg-
(yeah ya’ll n-gg-s know what time it is)
g unit!
yeah n-gg- its the talk of new york n-gg-
the real talk of new york
a.k.a. 12 12s 58 58s man
ya’ll n-gg-s know what time its is man
get your weight up
not your hate up n-gg-
huh we got money we doin’ it n-gg-

- tony yayo lyrics

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