funky bid'ness [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Pitts, a.k.a. [LA/Micah Pitts] Lord Akil, social misfit [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Greene, a.k.a. [MM/Tony
Part one of the hatred The sequel the birth of many uncle tom's I myself I can't stay calm I shake in bensonhurst rest in bedford-stuy School in sheepshead
know we don't pass there Matter fact, I scoped out there last year Hit him on the head said there ain't no cash there Stay home, Styles about to hit Tony
grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga and it was on From there the motherfucker there wasn't nuttin' stoppin' him What what did the rest of his niggaz
down under the ground around guard I rented, bitch on my dick then I presented Diploma, keep her wide open in TONY roma' Back shots, Holiday Inn about
Jazzy J in the house Diamond D, the whole diggin' in the crates crew And rest in peace to my man Tony Montana Aiyyo, I'm out, word is bond The shit
all the rest, I'm givin' love to Wu-Tang My nigga Chef and Big Meth, keep doin' your thang Tony Starks, Ason, and the rest of the crew All my niggaz
beat you You pumpin' Diesel then them jack boys'll beat you I try and listen more and speak less 'Cause all that 'Barbershop' talk Could get a nigga put to deep rest
back Charlie Rock L.D., up in Auburn, doin? your time Swear to God when you come home you'll be on nigga Word is bond, Tony Montana, rest in peace
never dem call mi The dutty loca, the Tony Toca Man a gallis, man a gangsta man a born herbalist Oonu listen out esa loca The dutty loca, the Tony Toca
Intro: ah where's everybody up (Speaking Spanish) [Tony Touch] it's Tony Toca, the one that's got you screamin "Esta loca" dalle juevo Is my mic Leggo
never dem call mi The Dutty Loca, the Tony Toca Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a born herbalist Oonu listen out, Esa Loca The Dutty Loca, the Tony
way from the motherfuckin' West side to the south side nigga M.L. King, Favareux, fo'-five, the whole fo'-block, three-twenty What's up Kool Aide? Yeah Rest
Don't be dummy get that money daddy told us Got to steppin' daddy left and never showed us So we started pushin' weed and pushin' boulders For Tony
that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again) [Tony Yayo] Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks See where they rest
hold me These streets is like hockey And Kadafi the goalie Know me I'm too holy You too phony And too bony Tiger Step in with two Tony's With two chrome
them niggas with the 2-23's And all the ballas, playas, and gangstas that run with me My dog Sloop, my nigga Nu-Nu, Tony, Fat, Shorty Wee, Lil Tee, Wild
Niggas like that shouldn't be livin', biatch Got another muthafucka on my shit list I'm a cut off his dick list, I mean my hit list My rest in piss