50 CENT - Tony Yayo Explosion lyrics
rate me[50 cent]<br>Yeah, f-50<br><br>[chorus - 50 cent]<br>As times go by, I twist a lot<br>Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die<br>You think I'm all poinry, cause you see me gettin' high<br>But my knife, I'll have yo ass seein' out one eye<br><br>As times go by, I twist a lot<br>Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die<br>You think I'm all poinry, cause you see me gettin' high (yeah)<br>But my knife, I'll have yo ass seein' out one eye<br><br>[verse 1 - tony yayo]<br>740 i, with the brand new shake (uh huh)<br>Got me pissin' on hoes like the r. kelly tape<br>If you see me in the club, nothin' but cris poppin' (yeah)<br>See me in court, my lawyers plea bargainin' (woo)<br>Tryin' to turn a 3 to 6, to a 2 to 4 (uh huh)<br>Or 1 to 3, for an extra g<br>Rip to etho, I miss hevo<br>When I die, I hope heaven look like the ghetto (yeah)<br>Picture me trick, and take a loss<br>I'm cheap like the chinese man with duck sauce<br>This tony homey, I walk around with a big chrome<br>9 l's will hit ya passenger, hit ya driver<br>G-unit, you don't know a fuckin' clique liver<br>(you heard my nigga, you don't know a fuckin' clique liver)<br><br>[chorus]<br>As times go by, I twist a lot<br>Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die (yeah)<br>You think I'm all poinry, cause you see me gettin' high (uh huh)<br>But my knife, I'll have yo ass seein' out one eye (eye)<br><br>As times go by, I twist a lot<br>Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die<br>You think I'm all poinry, cause you see me gettin' high<br>But my knife, I'll have yo ass seein' out one eye<br><br>[verse 2 - tony yayo]<br>I never mix money and product with my friends (uh huh)<br>These chips, make relationships come to an end (what)<br>I pull the graveyard shift, gettin' money non-stop (uh huh)<br>And been on the block, ever since bunny tops (c'mon)<br>250 grizzies, scrape the plate (scrape that plate)<br>Got me on 750's straight from the plate (straight from the plate)<br>You can call on your soldiers, call your recruits (uh huh)<br>I do you dirty like raheem did dirty is juice (juice)<br>Allow myself, to introduce myself<br>This is tony, the talk of new york, I'm holdin' the belt<br>I got thug in my blood (blood), game like a pimp (pimp)<br>And wrote my first verse, takin' baths in the sink (yeah)<br>And yo I fear no man son, I never heard of a fair one<br>Never gotta borrow a handgun<br>Niggas on the street, gettin' smoked like bran son<br>So I stay dirty like sanford and son (yeah)<br>Groupies gossipin' stay runnin' their lips (woo)<br>Cause they seen the gucci seats in the 6 (uh huh)<br>And seen the fendi grips on the four fifth (what)<br>Shit, I sell bricks, shit, I sell shit on a stick (stick)<br>Enough of the talkin', let's take it to the valance (uh huh)<br>The new york streets, will leave you physically challenged (challenged)<br>Don't be surprised, if I spit at you<br>Then come to your wake, and serve fiends at your funeral<br>Our bread is goin' towards a brick of dope<br>Cause I've been goin' hand and hand since different strokes<br>I'm a 50, an eighth, you a half a blunt<br>You the nigga in the mirror that practice stunts<br>What!
