Get Touched In The Hood

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[Intro; Tony Yayo] Yeah nigga Tony Yayo, second quarter, you know what it is nigga I'm comin', man I'm takin' over this rap shit, man, it's my time to shine (Here we go!) [Verse 1: Tony Yayo] You want war? My gang like Saddamm and Bush My money long with acres and gourmet cooks (What else?) I got grams in my hands and coke in my nails Cause my ten fingers stay on them digital scales (Come on!) Homie real recognize real, fake is fake But one hand wash another so my team is great Now I'm headed outta state, competition is glad I'm OT sellin' Ds twenty five (Break it down now!) a bag You want me locked up 50 shot up Banks and Buck broke so you could gossip I'm on a block with more pieces than a family size bucket Been to jail before ain't (In D.C.!) learned shit from it Chinchilla furs, my niggas toast in minks And my lawyers get cheese to approach the bench I'm in big boy jail now with Peter Gotti And them world trade niggas that blew the lobby Toast to beef I'll have your brains all in the streets Coke, alize My game have you high for weeks, you stuck in the hood For niggas that stuck in the hood Since my name hold weight I get you touched in the hood, yeah!
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- Tony Yayo