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tony yayo - g-shit lyrics

[tony yayo]
yeah, yeah (c’mon!)
these rich sl-ts love me like i’m morris chestnutt
they hit me on the 2-way, beggin to link up
my wrist is blinged up, canary and blue
for them project chicks, that be actin new
i got 3 trucks, 2 coupes, all in a month
blowin hundreds in northern light, stuffin the blunt
catch a stunt in the drop lambo
my po think he rambo, but i’m still holdin on that ammo
everybody rat now, spittin on the beat tapes
dirtball n-gg-z, can’t even pee straight
my mansion sh-t, moved in the west wing
you broke–ss n-gg-z couldn’t buy a chicken wing
stop it money, i’m out for the profit money
and that advance that you got, be my pocket money
yeah my transporter’s cute but got a real flat chest
put a brick in her bra she a 36 f

[chorus: tony yayo]
you got diesel on your strip, that’s that g sh-t
gggggggggu-nit
you got your b-tch movin bricks, that’s that g sh-t
gggggggggu-nit
you takin out of town trips, that’s that g sh-t
gggggggggu-nit
you catchin fishscale flips, that’s that g sh-t
gggggggggu-nit

[tony yayo – singing like suzanne vega’s song “tom’s diner”]
i was slingin, on the corner
seen this fiend i, ran up on her
she was lookin, kinda hungry
so i gave her, five 20’s
when she handed, me the money
man the money was marked
here come the narc’s, do doo doo

[tony yayo]
duckin the d’s, runnin the p’s
tossin my cheese, man i got these hoes on they knees
yo my c-ke is snow white and my workers the 7 dwarves
i got what you need homey hard or soft
man, i drop bombs like hiroshima
i got the heroin cut, with the bomb bonita
task force got me hemmed up, facin the wall
cause i’m up in the mornin slingin wake-up calls
dimes and 20’s, don’t you know, time is money
i done slept in spots straight supplyin junkies

[chorus]

[tony yayo]
what’chu know about, measuring spoons bags and scales
my hood’s a goldmine but it’s hot as h-ll
there’s money to make, i scuff my timbs runnin from jake
and got knocked with my ratchet, jumpin the gate
listen i been had the fishscale, and the white b-tter
since heavy d was known as the “overweight lover” (believe me!)
sling that d, sling that c-ke
sling that meth, ’til your spot is hot death
yo d’s kicked my door for the search and seizure
my moms dropped to the floor, and she caught a seizure
i got 4 workers, and one lookout for the jux’ers
a mac in the garbage and a mac in the bushes
this is drug dealer rap, a mean 16
i’m tony yayo, i’m a hustler’s dream

[chorus]

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