Capone‐N‐Noreaga ft. Tragedy Khadafi - T.O.N.Y. (Top of New York) Lyrics

(Word up)
From Iraq to Kuwait, word up
That's the station, regulation
CNN, channel 10 once again, what-what?

T-O-N-Y invade N.Y.
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you
You got beef, I got beef
T-O-N-Y invade N.Y.
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you
You got beef, I got beef

Yo, niggas tried to shit on me and make history, supposedly
I was the man that was supposed to be the head of the clique
Lips sealed, no nigga snitch
Como ta? I smoke bogey, sword like Shinobi
Shoot up your block then make you know me
You ain't ready yet, slow down and recollect
Stay in the car, Astaghfiru'lah bodyset
Yo, Allahu Akbar, look pa, now I'm set
Air conditioned cooler system, yo, the TEC glisten
On a mission, shoot your back out position
Found missing, 2-5 deep in prison
Kid, listen, die on the cross like a Christian
So fuck you, plus your weak religion
In disguise, nowadays I cut pies
The invincible, untouchable CNN
Is boldfaced, written in gold with ink pen
Channel 10, we break ten, win again
Kid, you on Pluto, homo'd out just like Menudo
Far from the sun, can't feel the shit that I do
I stand in front the Judge about to lie, plus I'm high too

T-O-N-Y invade N.Y.
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you
You got beef, I got beef
T-O-N-Y invade N.Y.
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you
You got beef, I got beef

Check it, I did it for the love of cash, your honor
Traffickin' across the Verrazano, coke and the marijuana
See, my persona glitters in gold
Unlike them other money getters who stack, turn quitters and fold
Cash and hydro, eyes low
Lookin' Philippine, divide dough
To regulate, Empire State caked up
Raked up a hundred thou', now we all laced up
What? Shining, designer Lex' pearl lining
The finer wine and, cuisine sitting mastermindin'
Roundtable climbin' to the Top Of New York
Won't stop 'til we get drop on New York
Price of coke rise, Jake snatch my enterprise
A million more, rookie cops thinking they live
We survive, game tight like virgin nappy
Feds on our back, tracin' Trag to murder Papi

2-5 we on a deadline, read the headline
Noreaga blast with nines
Move fakers, get your back blown in Jamaica
Lay you in the earth and curse you and your maker
I told you fools to stop fuckin' with the Mahdi
Arab Nazi, blow holes in your Versace
This war's mega, with the arm legga legga
Been doin' this, since Mobb Six with Cormega
Gorilla, animal thugs be trife looking, your hearts tooken
And got blown in Central Booking
I'm la illa, organized thug killer
Now you little monkey niggas wanna play gorilla
Officially, Mousallini, pump heme
Insanity, temporarily my plea
The Jakes never worry me as long as I'm free
For my niggas holdin' packs, nothin' less than a G
Crime side of life, foul price to pay
Illegal life, trigger trife 'til we old and gray
When the flesh dry up and the world decay
Reach heaven in the pearly white Acuray
Until then, I'm a shine to the last sin
Resurrect through the birth of my son, and live again

T-O-N-Y invade N.Y.
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you
You got beef, I got beef
T-O-N-Y invade N.Y.
Multiply, kill a cop
Me and you
You got beef, I got beef

Invade N.Y.
Invade N.Y.
Invade N.Y.
Invade N.Y.