Tony Yayo came through for his first VladTV interview in some years, which he acknowledged at the start of this clip. From there, Yayo spoke about growing up in South Jamaica, Queens, near 50 Cent and Lloyd Banks. Tony detailed how he got in the streets after his parents divorced when he was around 15-16, but he pointed out that 50 Cent had already been in the streets since he was 12. This led Yayo to share stories about 50 Cent having their block on lock, and he also shared a story of a motorcycle police chase that 50 Cent had.
After a brief hiatus Queensbridge, New York City rapper and Real Right Entertainment CEO, Paparazzi Pone, returns with a new single and accompanying music video titled "It's Lonely Out Here" featuring DJ Ana Takeover.
The original version of "Made You Look" appeared on Nasty Nas' 2000 "God's Son" album. After the song blew up Nas dropped the "Made You Look" remix featuring Jadakiss and Ludacris.
Megan Thee Stallion body language with Gayle King full interview, tells signs that she may not be telling the truth. 50 Cent speaks out about Tory Lanez
Traci Braxton, the sister of Toni Braxton, has died ... TMZ has learned.
Traci's Husband Kevin Surratt tells TMZ ... "We have come to a time where we must inform the public that after a year of privately undergoing a series of treatment for Esophageal cancer our beloved Traci Braxton has gone on to glory."
We're told Traci's sisters, mom & friends were by her side when she passed.
Traci appeared on the family's reality show, "Braxton Family Values." She was an actress, best known for "Sinners Wanted." She also appeared in "There's a Stranger in my House" & "Chaaw." She recorded a hit song, "Last Call," that rose to #16 on the Billboard Hot 100. She also recorded "Broken Things" featuring her sisters, Toni, Towanda & Trina.
As you know, Traci has famous sisters ... Toni, Towanda, Tamar & Trina.
The family has experienced other recent tragedies. Her niece, Lauren Braxton, died from a heroin & fentanyl OD back in 2019 at age 24.
"I Get Money" is a banger freestyle over 50 Cent's classic instrumental from 2/3 of The Lox ... Styles P and Jadakiss off of Styles' 2007 mixtape, "The Phantom Menace."
What up? Don't listen to the hook, listen to the crook I got the hoodie and the mask on coming for the jooks If I ain't got shit, but a pocket full of lint Got a fully loaded 45, hooptie with the tints Nah, I get money, money I got If not, I have some when I get off your block Like jail you could piss off or get off the pot We rob your whole crew, you won't even get off a shot Ain't a Blood but I get red, dickhead I throw the gun to your bitch head like, "Open the safe" If she don't, you won't believe how I open her face Cut her up, throw her body parts all over the place A little man wanna fuck her them cum in her asshole I'm thinkin', "Why I even give a gun to this rascal?" Now you don't want no type of hassle You the king 'til the Ghost run-up in your castle Know I'm gonna load it up Point 'em out, I'll hold 'em up Like a newborn baby, I fuck around and throw 'em up Nine mil shiny, little man behind me Fuck about rap, nigga, I'm still mad grimy Like cash but I ain't multi Got a new blade, neck need a new bowtie The lil' mama like, "Daddy, why you get so high?" We stay grounded and rob niggas to get so fly Feel me 'Bout to rob these niggas of rap What up to my niggas who cap, I got my mind on crack Or my mind on gats Run up on the kid, I'ma cock it back I'll put your little spine on lap Now the Ghost probably smokin' the roach blunt Team of little grimy niggas to listen and do what the coach want Now I get money, money I got I let the shotgun go on your block What up?
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Only talk what I live, y'all Real shit, old fashioned bars these niggas ain't able to give y'all Take it back like Velours and Diadors We amor, the 4 5th and the 44 I ain't gotta tell you I get it, 'cause you know I got it Risk my freedom to get what I got in the closet Far as what I got in the bank came from a few rhymes that I had in the tank If I ain't have the burner on me then I had me a shank In the cut, with a Dutch 'bout to have me a drank That's two hundred on the dash, the engine is funny I'm swimmin' in money, nigga Still spendin' Benjaman money I could drop with a royal flush on 'em My moon men in Grammys got dust on 'em Please, look They illin', trust me J chillin' But still got crack in the Section 8 villa Put your money on 'em, bet I blow 'em away And I don't even wash clothes, I just throw 'em away I just had 50 p's, let 'em go in a day These other niggas just talkin', I could show them the way I'm from the Reagan era, way before Bush came And the juice came in the same package the Kush came Trained to snuff a nigga, I ain't with the push games I been getting money from back then, what your name?
Back in 2009 Lloyd Banks released the song "Me And My Strap" featuring the late, great Nipsey Hussle. This is off of Lloyd's "4-30-09 (Happy Birthday)" mixtape.
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] I don't need a homie, I can watch my own back Just me and my strap Just me and my strap Riding with her on my lap 'cause niggas don't know how to act Just me and my strap Just me and my strap Sour Diesel by the pound and money coming by the stack I need it like that I need it like that On point 'cause niggas hate it when your shit is on track Just me and my strap Just me and my strap
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] No sleep no reply, look a coward in his eyes Unnecessary lies, just how a nigga fry Respect to the sky, Gotti power 'til I die If I'm at a house party, shotty probably on the side Smoke, poly, then I slide Goin' whoop wolly on the ride Southside, home of the pride, where did you ride? Guide, I want my mama house same size Obama house Madonna house, Fendi rugs, Louis sink, and Prada couch Small money make tall money, every dollar counts Tall money means more money, bring the diamonds out Who you think you is? 'Cause I know who you are We know where you be, you will be in D-E-E-P Shit happens when you yip yappin' I got both Blood and Crip backing Don't get your shit smacked I got a stupid buzz and a wardrobe I only like to use for clubs Day and night I'm used to hugs
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] I don't need a homie, I can watch my own back Just me and my strap Just me and my strap Riding with her on my lap 'cause niggas don't know how to act Just me and my strap Just me and my strap Sour Diesel by the pound and money coming by the stack I need it like that I need it like that On point 'cause niggas hate it when your shit is on track Just me and my strap Just me and my strap
[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] Listen, look, pistol grip pump on my lap at all times I got to many enemies for you to ask why My city is a warzone and there's two sides So where I come from, niggas murder to survive Look, my purpose is to ride Above you fake faggot motherfuckers I despise 745 when I ride by, yeah, my bitch fly Smokers in the sky, why ask why My Glock provide hollow tips for the homicide My block alive, Frankenstein, I'm a problem child Somebody tell 'em crack mailers makes mamas cry This MAC 11 crack selling, check my Slauson style I stay fly 'cause I ain't focused on falling down I'm ballin' now, so all my ex-bitches calling now I fuck and clown, kick 'em out and make a song about it You talkin' 'bout that drama, boy, I'm all about it Me and my pistol press a issue, we the squad about it
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] I don't need a homie, I can watch my own back Just me and my strap Just me and my strap Riding with her on my lap 'cause niggas don't know how to act Just me and my strap Just me and my strap Sour Diesel by the pound and money coming by the stack I need it like that I need it like that On point 'cause niggas hate it when your shit is on track Just me and my strap Just me and my strap
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Niggas don't wanna see you paid Niggas rather see you broke Nigga rather be a hater Fitted more than a scope Lloyd got the game in choke Figure four, in a yoke Motherfucker, have a plan That's more important than hope What's more important than life? Better get you a gun, get you a knife 'Cause if they'll get you once, they'll get you twice Trife life, neighborhood stripes and white ice Nice flights, came a long way from mountain bikes Too many niggas in, server gets the message out Snitches burn bridges when the cops take the pressure out Real recognize that ain't real, what can I say? Like Pac, I'd rather be a N-I-G-G-A Getting twisted all day on that OG K No time to play, a nigga don't move, he don't get paid Hey, pass the zay, so I can get some groupie love Blow job and Gucci glove, orgy and a Gucci tub
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] I don't need a homie, I can watch my own back Just me and my strap Just me and my strap Riding with her on my lap 'cause niggas don't know how to act Just me and my strap Just me and my strap Sour Diesel by the pound and money coming by the stack I need it like that I need it like that On point 'cause niggas hate it when your shit is on track Just me and my strap Just me and my strap
Done Wright releases his follow up single “COVID-300” featuring his Brooklyn comrades Brownsville 300 & Billy Danze off his new EP "Supply Work, Demand Respect” 11 (6AM In New York).
Frequent collaborators Pslums and Big Noyd come through knocking doors down with a brand new single and accompanying music video titled "We Don't Fuck Around."
It's sad whenever an artist you grew up admiring, listening to and learning jewels from passes away, but when Prodigy of Mobb Deep died it was really tough.
Bandana P will always remain in my top 5 favorite emcees of all time.
Rip Prodigy
Check out this official music "Serious: The Message," a song that I don't believe got it's proper shine.
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