Real Talk Of NY lyrics
by Tony Yayo
[Intro: Tony Yayo & 50 Cent]
Yeah, it's the Talk Of (Yeah, n*gga) New York (Ha ha hah) (Yayyyyyo)
The real Talk Of New York (Y'all n*ggas know what time it is) (Come on!)
Y'all n*ggas know what time it is man
Fall the f*ck back
It's my time to shine, this is my summer, n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, (Yeah) yo, (HERE WE GO NOOOW!) yo
[Verse: Tony Yayo & 50 Cent]
I got the Feds on my ass, stayed on my back (Uh huh)
Ankle bracelet, P.O. know where I'm at try go black
Maybach hat turned back (Uh huh)
You love my Swagger!
Kid I ain't your average rapper! (Break it down!)
I got it, cheap in NY, my coke a wholesale (Uh huh)
My block like Bor-Bor, with two hotels (Woo)
My advance ain't nuttin', but a real fast flip
Of that hard white lady, in that clear glass di*k (Oh!)
My life's the sh*t
But I'm takin' drastic measures
Gettin' money like a hustler in raggen era
Red Carrera, my stashbox holdin' my wep-pon
My mink on, my room like a pet farm (MY ROOM LIKE A PET FARM!)
My vest on, level 4 Teflon, ridin' with a model b*tch, straight outta Revlon
Gangsta, n*gga, so go for yours
I put my knife in your neck, to your vocal cords
Said my neck, my wrist, my ears so cold (Huh)
I rack a half a mill', when I report to parole, n*gga (HERE WE GO!)
[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
They ain't gangsta
n*ggas pus*y
Watch the cheese that Yayo make
Flash my heat up, flash my Nina
Flash that 9 right in your face
f*ck the feds, f*ck the Ds
They watch the moves that I make
Keep on writin', y'all excitin'
Y'all sweet like icing on cake (Cake)