YAYO, TONY - G-Shit lyrics

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    TONY YAYO LYRICS
    
    "G-Shit"
    
    [Tony Yayo]
    Yeah, yeah (c'mon!)
    These rich sluts 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 P.O. think he Rambo, but I'm still holdin on that ammo
    Everybody rat now, spittin on the beat tapes
    Dirtball niggaz, can't even pee straight
    My mansion shit, moved in the West wing
    You broke-ass niggaz 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 shit
    G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-U-nit
    You got your bitch movin bricks, that's that G shit
    G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-U-nit
    You takin out of town trips, that's that G shit
    G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-U-nit
    You catchin fishscale flips, that's that G shit
    G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-U-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 coke 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 hell
    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 butter
    Since Heavy D was known as the "Overweight Lover" (believe me!)
    Sling that D, sling that coke
    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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