Tiger Blood lyrics

[Intro: Tony Yayo]
From brownsville to southside jamiaca queens
Luck what's good n*gga
Top fyfe
Yea

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
Punky bags of the hash, stashbox hold the heat
I light 4 up and randall puts on a beat
Is this money good green or bad venom
Fans love michael vick when his ass winning
I'm everything you hate lord please repent em
Semi auto and a nice damn full extension
And I'm found of them hood rats
I hit the bail bondsman my lil n*ggas worth that
A.A. 12 break your arm tryna twerk that
6 feet deep tuck you in for a dirt nap
My dumb dumb arsenal I'll rip of parts of you
British millitary bullets blow all in you
It's hot, sunny days with the skekan
Ak bullets in a handgun a man down son

[Chorus: Tony Yayo & Uncle Murda]
4 5th il leave ya man down
Man up
Play around till your man down
Stand up
[Verse 2: Uncle Murda]
Shoot that n*gga I don't care who in the car with em
Real n*gga sh*t I don't care if his moms with em
They think they got me, I'm laughin at the d.a
My man taking all the murder charges like rebay
He told me just make sure his moms and his seed good
n*gga as long as I'm straight they gon be good
Corporate n*ggas don't understand sh*t like that
My street n*ggas love when I write sh*t like that
My fully loaded calico put n*ggas in they place
When I check n*ggas I be puttin bullets in they face
Yea it's black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow tape
The crime scene gettin investigated by the jake
We don't tell on ourselves to save the first 48
Officer wheres my lawyer get the f*ck out my face
I'm a real n*gga n*gga I don't know how to be fake
I go harder than b howard when I'm in the paint
Brooklyn

[Chorus: Tony Yayo & Uncle Murda]
4 5th il leave ya man down
Man up
Play around till your man down
Stand up
[Verse 3: Lucky Don]
I just started son I bein in the loop
No college still bangin with duke, ya get me
Come on let's bang off the roof, ya with it
That was our childish days
Brownsville born to child my rage
Who grow up and found fouler ways
No father figures, I'm 13 and I'm jumpin outta cars with n*ggas
Champion hoody no jokin like n*gga what's goodie
Some n*ggas use ta see me and boogie
Fast forward son they still do
I ain't a use to get busy n*gga I still do
Them other n*ggas just bark n*ggas I will chew
And let a n*gga just rot there, mildew
I keep the smiths around me, n*gga like will do
Blank blank period n*gga I kill you
Kill you

[Chorus: Tony Yayo & Uncle Murda]
4 5th il leave ya man down
Man up
Play around till your man down
Stand up