The Don Emcee, Tony Touch - Side A And Side B Freestyles letra de (lyrics)
[The Don Emcee, Tony Touch - Side A And Side B Freestyles letra de lyrics]
This should be played at high volume
Preferably in a residential area
Brooklyn yo Yo
I roll on like Yardley
It’s known not to come to me
Live from the center where the home
Of the Nets be disrespect me I put the 5
Fingers to your face like Lauryn Hill G
I do not spray from the base like R Kelly
I got an ace like a bro like O Breezy and Bo
I does like water and flow fly like Kendall
Down Undеr like DUMBO
Swish like free throw internal likе endo
I got ghost on beats label the Don Invincible
The coast be east I had to brag a little
Combination like SB and Big Bezzel DMG Crew
I’m solo I keeps it IVY like Blu
Who the wickedest to roll through this Don is
The illest emcee to roam free
Since 93 up in this
I’m about it, Brooklyn I’m about it
Tryna cop my block? Shit fuhgeddaboutit
With moves like panther
Grant her the 3 wishes
Shawty over there get annoying like ticks is
Baby got back like my ex Kelly
Heard turning like 24s wrapped on a Bentley
I keep a jam packed like them city streets
Consider Eazy B and I close like buttcheeks
Me slipping on beats is limited, get it?
With permission to hit I drop a
Bomb then I split with it broooklyn
You already know how it’s going down
Yo throw that next shit on
Yo throw that next next right there
You already know how it’s going down
The city’s out y’all and lemme tell
You some you got that factory system
You got that bootleg ass shit
You might blow some
One Two, Testing One Two, whaat
Now entering the mode
The fucken Don right here
Gotta love him, gotta love him
Live And Direct coming at ya
It don’t take much to tear the spot
The shawty in the back moving scandalous
In God we trust, In heat I lust
For some a lil slim around the
Waist line with a nice butt
I got blue balls on the low I feign to fuck
You wanna press your luck
Against this wicked emcee?
The shit's funky enough word to DOC
I could make em all Run cause I’m D, MC
And then is weak competitors
Going against the predictor
It’s about time I set it off then son
Them is like Don I wanna battle ya
I think I can murder ya
I’m thinking when before or after?
I put the murder to ya, the lyric hit ya
Up close and rikashay, andaley
Need green the jelly way
The D-O-N E-M-CEE with the ill shit
In every scripture when pen touch paper
It’s like this MC came to drop the hammer
Screaming you can’t touch this i’m Hot dog
Without the buns and the mustard
With every flow come with bitch named Katrina
I’m just a little iller so what you want
What you saying you can’t step to this
Fucking around with me you fucking
Around with death kid
I leave the mic breathless
Then catch my second wind then
I’m at it again
I stay adamant the fuck you acting macho for
I brings the terror right here
Straight through your door
What you want nigga?
Preferably in a residential area
Brooklyn yo Yo
I roll on like Yardley
It’s known not to come to me
Live from the center where the home
Of the Nets be disrespect me I put the 5
Fingers to your face like Lauryn Hill G
I do not spray from the base like R Kelly
I got an ace like a bro like O Breezy and Bo
I does like water and flow fly like Kendall
Down Undеr like DUMBO
Swish like free throw internal likе endo
I got ghost on beats label the Don Invincible
The coast be east I had to brag a little
Combination like SB and Big Bezzel DMG Crew
I’m solo I keeps it IVY like Blu
Who the wickedest to roll through this Don is
The illest emcee to roam free
Since 93 up in this
I’m about it, Brooklyn I’m about it
Tryna cop my block? Shit fuhgeddaboutit
With moves like panther
Grant her the 3 wishes
Shawty over there get annoying like ticks is
Baby got back like my ex Kelly
Heard turning like 24s wrapped on a Bentley
I keep a jam packed like them city streets
Consider Eazy B and I close like buttcheeks
Me slipping on beats is limited, get it?
With permission to hit I drop a
Bomb then I split with it broooklyn
You already know how it’s going down
Yo throw that next shit on
Yo throw that next next right there
You already know how it’s going down
The city’s out y’all and lemme tell
You some you got that factory system
You got that bootleg ass shit
You might blow some
One Two, Testing One Two, whaat
Now entering the mode
The fucken Don right here
Gotta love him, gotta love him
Live And Direct coming at ya
It don’t take much to tear the spot
The shawty in the back moving scandalous
In God we trust, In heat I lust
For some a lil slim around the
Waist line with a nice butt
I got blue balls on the low I feign to fuck
You wanna press your luck
Against this wicked emcee?
The shit's funky enough word to DOC
I could make em all Run cause I’m D, MC
And then is weak competitors
Going against the predictor
It’s about time I set it off then son
Them is like Don I wanna battle ya
I think I can murder ya
I’m thinking when before or after?
I put the murder to ya, the lyric hit ya
Up close and rikashay, andaley
Need green the jelly way
The D-O-N E-M-CEE with the ill shit
In every scripture when pen touch paper
It’s like this MC came to drop the hammer
Screaming you can’t touch this i’m Hot dog
Without the buns and the mustard
With every flow come with bitch named Katrina
I’m just a little iller so what you want
What you saying you can’t step to this
Fucking around with me you fucking
Around with death kid
I leave the mic breathless
Then catch my second wind then
I’m at it again
I stay adamant the fuck you acting macho for
I brings the terror right here
Straight through your door
What you want nigga?