Pit Fight-Tony Touch

Pit Fight - Tony Touch Everybody was dancin' and everybody was swingin' And, everybody was singin' and everybody was bringin' Everybody was dancin' and everybody was smokin' And, everybody was drinkin' and niggas don't be thinkin' Hey yo, I be the man dangle, handle bilingual Sh*t's so hot, it might be the first single Soft mack sprinklin' salt on my Pringle Ain't no stoppin' me now, I'm gon' jungle NI, flippin' sh*t, freakin' sh*t Runnin' sh*t from channel to channel I ain't gon' bite off more than I can handle I got the DVD all in my wall panel I ain't try to brag, this is on my dick, 'cuz they see in a mag Should of drived a Benz or I should of drived the Jag Old school ni**a, I rock the doo rag I might f**k around and let my pants sag One two, I come through wit my families Big Psych, pit fight, you know the deals Potted, take a good look at what we started Retarded, that Brooklyn b******t we got it Everybody already know Toca be 'bout it And me gettin' knocked out the box, kid, I doubt it It's crowded, up in the club, so I'm ma rub My pinga against the ninga to show love Stuck in the cut, as always I come wit the ruck Tony Touch, Beatnuts, straight f**kin' it up Now don't sleep home boy, I got it tucked in the gut Just in 'cause I gotta flex against one of you ducks Mira drago, Mr. El Cavallo I send y'all free like Cinque De Mayo Claro, come on y'all, get wit the vibe And follow, and pump this cassette in the ride Aiyo, Nills where's you man wit the Jeckyl and Hyde? Let's get this jump-off jumpin', flip the record and slide Everybody was dancin' and everybody was swingin' And, everybody was singin' and everybody was movin' And, everybody was movin' to the groove Everybody was dancin' and everybody was smokin' And, everybody was drinkin' and niggas don't be thinkin' Aiyo, Psych is chillin', flippin' the hottest hits in the club drinkin' Never trickin' on a pigeon, yo who I'm bringin' The glock is hittin', but it's reachable by hand I'm ma beat you wit this, 'til you can't understand And I don't give a f**k if you don't know who I am This is that pimp song, so take your minks off And wild out for the night and get your drinks on Mami, the way you rock me on the dance floor Got me, ready to take my f**kin' pants off Blast off into a new dimension Here's a little somethin' I'd like to mention If you ain't lovin' it, you must be a hater If shorty ain't f**kin', see you later Hasta la vista, you full of pasta and pizza Oh, you gangster, I'm ma get mobster and beat ya Now tell me who the best there is Greg NI, Tony Touch, Psycho Les, there it is Everybody pit fightin' and, niggas don't be writin' And, muthaf**kas keep bitin' and And, and, and, and, a and Everybody pit fightin' and niggas don't be writin' And, muthaf**kas keep bitin' and And, and, and, and, and