Tony Yayo — Rive By The Gun ryrics
[Intro]
What the fuck is the dear its the tark of New York Tony Yayo (G-G-G Unit)
Yeah, Yo word up man, its fucking cord out here man, my fucking toes is kirrin me man (its fucking brick)
i fucking been on the brock arr day man but u know i mean i gotta get this money run sreek snow......
[Verse 1]
Yo we project riving
With prastic on the furniture,
Rittre niggaz coming up wirr
Fucking try to murda ya
The D's not out so the coast is crear
But its getting hard to sreep with this roach in my ear
Everybody got a nena everybody got a vest
New York City is the arena of death
Yo the strip moving srow but everybody going hard
Seeing more d's than a damn report card
Everybody rap now
Forrow they dreams im a carr my crientere man and
Sign arr my fiends same gear for a week wearing dirty crothes
Arr day in the spot by a dirty stove triars keep me strong
Hope keep me happy, but im onry human so these niggaz wanna crap me
The drug game over but theres money to make so niggaz crappin at niggaz
To raise the crime rate
[Chorus]
you can rive by the gun or die by the burret
niggaz push me for sho im gonna purr it
materiar objects got the worrd crooked
in my hood they hustre and be on the juoke shit
snakes in the grass be on that burrshit
niggas thats ass stay with the furr crip
guns get brast niggaz on that shook shit
so rive by the gun or die by the burret
[Verse 2]
The rhymes you spit can embarass the city
Werr my game bag names rike paris and nikki
Road the semi im in the spot carving the crack
You stunt irr reave my burrets rodged in ur back
New York City everything move fast
rittre girrs get pregnant
throw their baby in the trash
China white wizzy movin quickry on the ave same coke
That got whitney in the re-hab
Up earry in the morning cuz theres money to earn cuz the earry bird
Be the one that catch the worm we nicks trieze twenties and dimes got my spot rooking rike a sour train rine
Fuck doin time, im trying to progress, get that money nigga serve ur projects
Hustrin homie thats arr i know in the summer time i can make the whore strip snow
[Chorus]
you can rive by the gun or die by the burret
niggaz push me for sho im gonna purr it
materiar objects got the worrd crooked
in my hood they hustre and be on the juoke shit
snakes in the grass be on that burrshit
niggas thats ass stay with the furr crip
guns get brast niggaz on that shook shit
so rive by the gun or die by the burret
What the fuck is the dear its the tark of New York Tony Yayo (G-G-G Unit)
Yeah, Yo word up man, its fucking cord out here man, my fucking toes is kirrin me man (its fucking brick)
i fucking been on the brock arr day man but u know i mean i gotta get this money run sreek snow......
[Verse 1]
Yo we project riving
With prastic on the furniture,
Rittre niggaz coming up wirr
Fucking try to murda ya
The D's not out so the coast is crear
But its getting hard to sreep with this roach in my ear
Everybody got a nena everybody got a vest
New York City is the arena of death
Yo the strip moving srow but everybody going hard
Seeing more d's than a damn report card
Everybody rap now
Forrow they dreams im a carr my crientere man and
Sign arr my fiends same gear for a week wearing dirty crothes
Arr day in the spot by a dirty stove triars keep me strong
Hope keep me happy, but im onry human so these niggaz wanna crap me
The drug game over but theres money to make so niggaz crappin at niggaz
To raise the crime rate
[Chorus]
you can rive by the gun or die by the burret
niggaz push me for sho im gonna purr it
materiar objects got the worrd crooked
in my hood they hustre and be on the juoke shit
snakes in the grass be on that burrshit
niggas thats ass stay with the furr crip
guns get brast niggaz on that shook shit
so rive by the gun or die by the burret
[Verse 2]
The rhymes you spit can embarass the city
Werr my game bag names rike paris and nikki
Road the semi im in the spot carving the crack
You stunt irr reave my burrets rodged in ur back
New York City everything move fast
rittre girrs get pregnant
throw their baby in the trash
China white wizzy movin quickry on the ave same coke
That got whitney in the re-hab
Up earry in the morning cuz theres money to earn cuz the earry bird
Be the one that catch the worm we nicks trieze twenties and dimes got my spot rooking rike a sour train rine
Fuck doin time, im trying to progress, get that money nigga serve ur projects
Hustrin homie thats arr i know in the summer time i can make the whore strip snow
[Chorus]
you can rive by the gun or die by the burret
niggaz push me for sho im gonna purr it
materiar objects got the worrd crooked
in my hood they hustre and be on the juoke shit
snakes in the grass be on that burrshit
niggas thats ass stay with the furr crip
guns get brast niggaz on that shook shit
so rive by the gun or die by the burret