歌曲 | Love My Style - Album Version (Explicit) |
歌手 | Tony Yayo |
专辑 | Thoughts Of A Predicate Felon |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bakshi, Bernard, Pyarelal ... | |
These hoes don't love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don't love me, they love my coke | |
Love my ****, love my ink | |
These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me | |
I stay hater free 'cos | |
I'mma down ass | |
G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents | |
If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents | |
I'm in town dog, | |
Mexican brown dog | |
I'm signed to interscope, | |
I'm grims a | |
C-note500 cokily add to a kilo | |
ID rather be rich, than snitch ****** out cold | |
My crack in sinthostat, drummers with hunny hats | |
My ****** from | |
D.R., switch 'em with bigger stash | |
Movin' my work, jus' for some boots 'n' a skirt | |
I was loose but she complainin' it hurt | |
Ice skatin' on ice, | |
I got these crack heads, scrapin' the mic | |
Late at night, ****** be shakin' her dice | |
Runnin' from feds, like | |
I had Jerry rice legs' | |
Cos the **** and the rice come from pac and them plant eggs | |
It's the top shotter that rocked prada | |
That rhymed proper | |
In high school | |
I had ex in my gym locker | |
Locker, locker, locker | |
These hoes don't love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don't love me, they love my coke | |
Love my ****, love my ink | |
These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me | |
I stay hater free 'cos | |
I'mma down ass | |
G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents | |
If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents | |
I'm a sneaker addict, drug fanatic | |
I live lavish, got more carots, that bunny rabbits | |
I plant 'Marry | |
I', courtyard groupie's lurkin' | |
An them ******s wit no ****** is always jerkin' | |
An ******s handcuff hoes like female cops | |
I got ma wrists all froze, so the | |
COs dropAyo 'em drink | |
Malibu, dre drink henny | |
Banks drink | |
Baileys and buck drink remi | |
I'm on the 7 a glock like, | |
I'm still smellin' musty | |
Leavin' Barcelona for some | |
Argentina ****** | |
Ye man G-Unit stunts it ain't nothin' | |
Million dollar deals 'cos our fans dare hustle | |
I stay stuntin', my glock stay pumpin'58-58, | |
I got my cell phone jumpin' | |
T O N Y the talk of | |
New YorkBlowin' dro in the 6, on the way to court | |
These hoes don't love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don't love me, they love my coke | |
Love my ****, love my ink | |
These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me | |
I stay hater free 'cos | |
I'mma down ass | |
G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents | |
If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents | |
You in the | |
CBA, I'm in the | |
NBAIt's the rap | |
T-Mac, I stay with a gat | |
Click clack, | |
I sit back 'n' watch my soldiers attack | |
Ya rhymes a snitches, homie | |
I'm dealin' with fact | |
Keep my car out the sun so the paint wont fade' | |
N' if my jewels don't ******ne it's time to upgrade | |
I'mma ball till | |
I fall, ******s can't ruin me | |
From platinum plaques, wall to wall jewelery | |
I love my style, hoes scream my name | |
It's Tony | |
Yayo, a cats scowl in the game | |
See ******s wanna kill me like sindy in scream | |
But I pack the | |
Mac-Nilly wit a inferred beam | |
Ayo I'm on daily like | |
Freddy in the dream' | |
N' my chains so heavy, it spotted to my spleen | |
You front on my team, ma ******s will finish you | |
Automatic tray pound will ******' diminish you | |
These hoes don't love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don't love me, they love my coke | |
Love my ****, love my ink | |
These haters don't love me, it don't matter to me | |
I stay hater free 'cos | |
I'mma down ass | |
G'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make cents | |
If it don't make dollars, it don't make cents |
zuo qu : Bakshi, Bernard, Pyarelal ... | |
These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
Love my , love my ink | |
These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
I stay hater free ' cos | |
I' mma down ass | |
G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
I' m in town dog, | |
Mexican brown dog | |
I' m signed to interscope, | |
I' m grims a | |
Cnote500 cokily add to a kilo | |
ID rather be rich, than snitch out cold | |
My crack in sinthostat, drummers with hunny hats | |
My from | |
D. R., switch ' em with bigger stash | |
Movin' my work, jus' for some boots ' n' a skirt | |
I was loose but she complainin' it hurt | |
Ice skatin' on ice, | |
I got these crack heads, scrapin' the mic | |
Late at night, be shakin' her dice | |
Runnin' from feds, like | |
I had Jerry rice legs' | |
Cos the and the rice come from pac and them plant eggs | |
It' s the top shotter that rocked prada | |
That rhymed proper | |
In high school | |
I had ex in my gym locker | |
Locker, locker, locker | |
These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
Love my , love my ink | |
These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
I stay hater free ' cos | |
I' mma down ass | |
G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
I' m a sneaker addict, drug fanatic | |
I live lavish, got more carots, that bunny rabbits | |
I plant ' Marry | |
I', courtyard groupie' s lurkin' | |
An them s wit no is always jerkin' | |
An s handcuff hoes like female cops | |
I got ma wrists all froze, so the | |
COs dropAyo ' em drink | |
Malibu, dre drink henny | |
Banks drink | |
Baileys and buck drink remi | |
I' m on the 7 a glock like, | |
I' m still smellin' musty | |
Leavin' Barcelona for some | |
Argentina | |
Ye man GUnit stunts it ain' t nothin' | |
Million dollar deals ' cos our fans dare hustle | |
I stay stuntin', my glock stay pumpin' 5858, | |
I got my cell phone jumpin' | |
T O N Y the talk of | |
New YorkBlowin' dro in the 6, on the way to court | |
These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
Love my , love my ink | |
These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
I stay hater free ' cos | |
I' mma down ass | |
G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
You in the | |
CBA, I' m in the | |
NBAIt' s the rap | |
TMac, I stay with a gat | |
Click clack, | |
I sit back ' n' watch my soldiers attack | |
Ya rhymes a snitches, homie | |
I' m dealin' with fact | |
Keep my car out the sun so the paint wont fade' | |
N' if my jewels don' t ne it' s time to upgrade | |
I' mma ball till | |
I fall, s can' t ruin me | |
From platinum plaques, wall to wall jewelery | |
I love my style, hoes scream my name | |
It' s Tony | |
Yayo, a cats scowl in the game | |
See s wanna kill me like sindy in scream | |
But I pack the | |
MacNilly wit a inferred beam | |
Ayo I' m on daily like | |
Freddy in the dream' | |
N' my chains so heavy, it spotted to my spleen | |
You front on my team, ma s will finish you | |
Automatic tray pound will ' diminish you | |
These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
Love my , love my ink | |
These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
I stay hater free ' cos | |
I' mma down ass | |
G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents |
zuò qǔ : Bakshi, Bernard, Pyarelal ... | |
These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
Love my , love my ink | |
These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
I stay hater free ' cos | |
I' mma down ass | |
G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
I' m in town dog, | |
Mexican brown dog | |
I' m signed to interscope, | |
I' m grims a | |
Cnote500 cokily add to a kilo | |
ID rather be rich, than snitch out cold | |
My crack in sinthostat, drummers with hunny hats | |
My from | |
D. R., switch ' em with bigger stash | |
Movin' my work, jus' for some boots ' n' a skirt | |
I was loose but she complainin' it hurt | |
Ice skatin' on ice, | |
I got these crack heads, scrapin' the mic | |
Late at night, be shakin' her dice | |
Runnin' from feds, like | |
I had Jerry rice legs' | |
Cos the and the rice come from pac and them plant eggs | |
It' s the top shotter that rocked prada | |
That rhymed proper | |
In high school | |
I had ex in my gym locker | |
Locker, locker, locker | |
These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
Love my , love my ink | |
These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
I stay hater free ' cos | |
I' mma down ass | |
G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
I' m a sneaker addict, drug fanatic | |
I live lavish, got more carots, that bunny rabbits | |
I plant ' Marry | |
I', courtyard groupie' s lurkin' | |
An them s wit no is always jerkin' | |
An s handcuff hoes like female cops | |
I got ma wrists all froze, so the | |
COs dropAyo ' em drink | |
Malibu, dre drink henny | |
Banks drink | |
Baileys and buck drink remi | |
I' m on the 7 a glock like, | |
I' m still smellin' musty | |
Leavin' Barcelona for some | |
Argentina | |
Ye man GUnit stunts it ain' t nothin' | |
Million dollar deals ' cos our fans dare hustle | |
I stay stuntin', my glock stay pumpin' 5858, | |
I got my cell phone jumpin' | |
T O N Y the talk of | |
New YorkBlowin' dro in the 6, on the way to court | |
These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
Love my , love my ink | |
These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
I stay hater free ' cos | |
I' mma down ass | |
G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents | |
You in the | |
CBA, I' m in the | |
NBAIt' s the rap | |
TMac, I stay with a gat | |
Click clack, | |
I sit back ' n' watch my soldiers attack | |
Ya rhymes a snitches, homie | |
I' m dealin' with fact | |
Keep my car out the sun so the paint wont fade' | |
N' if my jewels don' t ne it' s time to upgrade | |
I' mma ball till | |
I fall, s can' t ruin me | |
From platinum plaques, wall to wall jewelery | |
I love my style, hoes scream my name | |
It' s Tony | |
Yayo, a cats scowl in the game | |
See s wanna kill me like sindy in scream | |
But I pack the | |
MacNilly wit a inferred beam | |
Ayo I' m on daily like | |
Freddy in the dream' | |
N' my chains so heavy, it spotted to my spleen | |
You front on my team, ma s will finish you | |
Automatic tray pound will ' diminish you | |
These hoes don' t love me, they love my | |
BenzLove my rims, love my style | |
These fiends don' t love me, they love my coke | |
Love my , love my ink | |
These haters don' t love me, it don' t matter to me | |
I stay hater free ' cos | |
I' mma down ass | |
G' Cos if I don' t make dollars, then it don' t make cents | |
If it don' t make dollars, it don' t make cents |