Lirik Lagu The Foundation - Tony Touch Featuring Big Pun, Sunkiss
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[Verse 1]When there's beef whoo I come through with the cray troopsRip up your fucking legs turn them jeans to daisy dukesSpray your trucks, spray your coops, spray your Kawasaki bikesStarting hockey fights - Tyson lefts Rocky rightsYour moms a khaki dyke, your father dress in dragStick out his chest and brag how he molest a faglike father like sonbet you rock Victoria Sec's sit on the toilet then leakand take it raw up your cheekstonight I might just take a buddha spotDread better take me to the potain't no killer I just shoot alotI ain't no boxer I just punch alotjabbing niggas in they belly's got them spitting up they lunch alotfuck a Merry Christmasyo thats the terror daymy father was murdered that night so I don't celebrateIf santa hit my chimney with them bozo clothesIma make the .44 blowfill his fat ass full of holes holes holes
[Chorus]why you playknowing that my style is Y2Kyou can die todaynigga there's a price to payfight for gamewe could bounce from night to daycause only one of us is leaving alive, ok?
[Big Pun]Who wanna wrestle Chris a.k.a. Pun the exorcistYour neck can twist like an owlwhen I piledrive its effortlesswho next to get suplexed off the roof ledge20 feet in the groundpass the blueprintslife's longbut cut it off short trying to fight strongyou soft think you can handle the force of the 24 inch pythonsstrike one, I cut out your eyes and leave you Ray Charlesstrike two, you outta here nigga, this ain't baseballit's hardcore - for my street rapping outlawsquick to clap somethingbut rather go out for the South BronxSouth Bronx niggas got it toneI shoved the shotty chrome up a nigga assstuck a motherfucking maricon cause daddy's homeKids, don't make me lie to youCause everybody can die right now, mami too
[Chorus 2x]
[Sunkiss]Aiyyo I respect ho's who scam food stamps, wics and shitalso work a nine-to-five driving whips and shitgasing niggas for their chips and shit?? laps tops getting over on some offense em shityou might think I be promoting this songs here for the sellinghow we livesome work, some are career felonswe laugh at house-a-dity ho's and niggas geling not concededbut Ill show you the feist that reduce the swellingwhen my moneys involved, yo anybody's for the snakingsome niggas who may think is yo fams, the ones thats fakingLemme find out, dadd'ys stealin my baconyou see me pull a .9 and start poppin like I'm Turbo from "Breakin'"I had that cat folding, rolling aces no fakingTalk this, dump him in the furnace in the basementwith no tracesIm a hit em first then pay off a witness to spit a verseto get rid of his dental workdo ya'll niggas think it will workwell ima make ya'll believers causeI'll be damned cuz moneys comin up short like the KeeblersI make ya'll feel in some breatherssee Sherrif with the heaterssix in your pieceleave the shells line your toes like Adidasthis nigga is off the metersyrical glocks, gunnin dem downtoo many Big and Pacs running aroundits just me and the 400 poundSunkiss with original soundsrepping the Bronx, huhyou know we mean now
[Chorus]
[Chorus]why you playknowing that my style is Y2Kyou can die todaynigga there's a price to payfight for gamewe could bounce from night to daycause only one of us is leaving alive, ok?
[Big Pun]Who wanna wrestle Chris a.k.a. Pun the exorcistYour neck can twist like an owlwhen I piledrive its effortlesswho next to get suplexed off the roof ledge20 feet in the groundpass the blueprintslife's longbut cut it off short trying to fight strongyou soft think you can handle the force of the 24 inch pythonsstrike one, I cut out your eyes and leave you Ray Charlesstrike two, you outta here nigga, this ain't baseballit's hardcore - for my street rapping outlawsquick to clap somethingbut rather go out for the South BronxSouth Bronx niggas got it toneI shoved the shotty chrome up a nigga assstuck a motherfucking maricon cause daddy's homeKids, don't make me lie to youCause everybody can die right now, mami too
[Chorus 2x]
[Sunkiss]Aiyyo I respect ho's who scam food stamps, wics and shitalso work a nine-to-five driving whips and shitgasing niggas for their chips and shit?? laps tops getting over on some offense em shityou might think I be promoting this songs here for the sellinghow we livesome work, some are career felonswe laugh at house-a-dity ho's and niggas geling not concededbut Ill show you the feist that reduce the swellingwhen my moneys involved, yo anybody's for the snakingsome niggas who may think is yo fams, the ones thats fakingLemme find out, dadd'ys stealin my baconyou see me pull a .9 and start poppin like I'm Turbo from "Breakin'"I had that cat folding, rolling aces no fakingTalk this, dump him in the furnace in the basementwith no tracesIm a hit em first then pay off a witness to spit a verseto get rid of his dental workdo ya'll niggas think it will workwell ima make ya'll believers causeI'll be damned cuz moneys comin up short like the KeeblersI make ya'll feel in some breatherssee Sherrif with the heaterssix in your pieceleave the shells line your toes like Adidasthis nigga is off the metersyrical glocks, gunnin dem downtoo many Big and Pacs running aroundits just me and the 400 poundSunkiss with original soundsrepping the Bronx, huhyou know we mean now
[Chorus]
