Capicu - Tony Touch

JuJu

Nore

Fat Joe

Tony Touch

Joe Crack 'the don'

Top of the world, we ain’t gonna stop till you earl

Got you sick when you heard the kid was rocking your girl

Make you nauseus, glide through your block in twin porshes

Of course is the ladies love joe cause he’s gorgeous

Recognize the king, the livest team

If I ever do time I prolly die in da bin

Turn the one year stress 'til like 30 to life

Same day I came home I’ll probabbly murder my wife

Look at them guys, they all look shook and surprise

I dont know why I wrote the book on how to be live

When the shit goes down, be the last man standing

Can’t beat them then join them, even though you can’t stand them

It’s the nigga that you love to hate

Ain’t nothing change but the women and the living is great

Nowadays they got a pen and a K

I don’t fly but keep a plane close by in case

Yeah… Shit!

You know how we do

Capicu

Sent a few to ICU

The whole clique rock steady like Motley Crue

And ya’ll shit starting to look sloppy too

Vamonos, them falling like dominos

Them Zanganos, Toca cantalo

I bang out with the classic rhyming flow

To lock it down «TOMA», where you trying to go

I’m dyin to grow

Word let me speak my mind

Cause see alot of your herbs thought I reached my prime

But I came in the game with a unique design

It’s made up with only dope beats and rhymes

Puerto Rock, it this mic on or wut

So I can rep my peoples that’s on the block

Cognac on the rocks, haters want to know when it’s goin to stop

Till we on the top… What!

Beat stops

Salsa beat starts

Regular beat starts

Ayyo… it go

Esta Loca, tony toca

We been boning bitches in they mothafucking chocha

This is the audience, I’m the lyricist

Sucks how this suckers in the crowd want to hear this

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and none of them in they case

I’m free as a bird and to fly out on stage

I’m not here for no frontin just to say a little something

This suckers don’t like me cause I’m all about dumping

Shotgun pumping, ripping you up

I’m like Dru Hill now how I’m splitting you up

See I’m the founder god plus I’m half latino

See me in Miami eating fish wit my hijo

I’m chilling wit my uncle my fault I mean tio

Kidnap niggas making them sniff a whole kilo

So what now, I heard you niggas want buck now

Caught you without a gun, you niggas ain’t tough now

What’s going on niggas?

It’s real

50 mm people eater, God Ju, kneel

Fuck you nigga how you feel

You’re fragile like Ally McBeal

Snap you in half, what the fuck is the deal

Junkyard ain’t no lyin to me, if you lie than you dyin with me

Burning in hell, nigga frying with me

And I dont want nobody cryin for me

I want a thousand rounds in the air flying for me

Cah, Cah, Cah, Cah, Cah

So smell the gun powder

Living in a place you couldn’t get the fuck outta

The Horror, niggas you know your whole life tryin to kill you

Can’t even control your own wife, keep movin

Stayin in ground I ain’t losing

Life is the deadly decision I keep choosing

Been like a battle out of hell

For every nigga sitting up in a cell

Keep it funky till we all outta jail