Cage Targaryen drops his new single "Insecure" featuring, Piff Penny! The track is produced by the talented "Project Porter". Cage Targaryen & Piff Penny are known for their serious bar work. "Cage" is a South Brox native, who has talent on multiple levels. Known for his live show on Instagram "The Bar Show" which will rebooting soon, Cage is very knowledgeable in Hip-Hop and is shows throughout his new single.
Cage and Piff Penny is making a lot of great music this year. Just to name 2, "Better Run" produced by "Project Porter", features: "Scotty Beamin" and "Loud Pack" which is produced by scratch master "Daz Jones". Be looking for more heat from Cage Targaryen soon. Social media and track links below including MP3.
Hip Hop and the gaming community, you're in for a treat! Piff Penny explains the concept behind "Game Robbed 50". A student of the Hip Hop culture, G-unit and Black Wall Street has played a big part of Piff life in developing his style. Piff states " playing GTA, -San Andreas- he always wanted his own song blasting while doing missions". Add "Game Robbed 50" to your playlist today!
Piff got together again with a well-established and talented producer "Jamal Nueve" with Bicoastal Beats LLC. Piff and Jamal got work on the books already and more on the way! Check out their two dope EP's "War Lord" and "Bull Bap" on all DSP's and on bicoastalbeats.com. Piff reached out to a Bronx pioneer "Cage" for some serious bar work for the single. Look for more music coming from Piff and Cage soon!
Piff Penny deliver's a banger. "Thats It". It's clear that "Piff Penny" puts out great music, but when I heard "That's It" I understood then, that Piff Penny" emceeing is top tier. Produced by "Jamal Nueve" for "Bicoastal Beats LLC". This beat is very unique one would say! Full of energy and tracked very well. "PiFF Penny" bar work on this track is cocky and strait forward. The hook is simple and makes me think about the cover "Piff Penny" provided for the single.
"Piff and Bicoastal Beats" sound has a place in the Boombap/Hip Hop world for sure. With past work in January such as "Game Robbed 50 (feat: Cage) and Bicoastal Flow (feat: Haze Da Kidd) the duo has started out the first quarter full throttle and been dropping creative and well put together music for the world to experience and enjoy!
Hip Hop and the gaming community, you're in for a treat! Piff Penny explains the concept behind "Game Robbed 50". A student of the Hip Hop culture, G-Unit and Black Wall Street has played a big part of Piff life in developing his style. Piff states "playing GTA, -San Andreas- he always wanted his own song blasting while doing missions". Add "Game Robbed 50" to your playlist today!
Piff got together again with a well-established and talented producer "Jamal Nueve" with Bicoastal Beats LLC. Piff and Jamal got work on the books already and more on the way! Check out their two dope EP's "War Lord" and "Bull Bap" on all DSP's and on bicoastalbeats.com. Piff reached out to a Bronx pioneer "Cage" for some serious bar work for the single. Look for more music coming from Piff and Cage soon!
Mixed and mastered by: Bull City Sound Studios (Durham, NC)
You can't say The Talk of New York and Blue Hefner are back because they never left. The chemistry between Tony Yayo and Lloyd Banks is apparent as the duo trade bars on Yayo's new single, "Rocket Chamber."
"Live At the Spot" is a 2007 collaboration betweem Mobb frequent collaborator Un Pacino and the late, great Prodigy. Off of Un Pacino's "The Last Don" album.
G-Unit 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo - That's What's Up (Classic Audio) (Guess Who's Back LP)
50 Cent, Tony Yayo and Lloyd Banks, the three original members of G-Unit. They're run which includes classic albums and mixtapes will never be duplicated.
"That's What's Up" is pure audio heroin off of 50 Cent's 2002 "Guess Who's Back" project.
Lyrics:
(Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeayou no my gun -bozarcool come back naggae,respect a gun city fly my yellow dream sleep for cheak to me
(50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x)
(50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up
(Lloyd Banks) Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray See every now and then I smile just not today In my hood they let the choppers spray Somebody probably got shot today I named em pop when niggas surfboard You ain't stoppin me dawg Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords You will, die by the gun if you ain't droppin ya sword I got tattoos as well as lead marks To me fucking is kinda like racin and I always get a head start My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC Just yesterday guns is blastin with red darts Beef, you a target Cause when we come at yo ass, Aladdin won't be the only one the carpet Man you wanna play wit a ringer? I ain't a peoples person I'll give my next door neighbor the finger (fuck you) Even though I got the shit in the stores I'm like a nigga that borrow clothes Bitch, I'm tryin to get in ya draws Man I'll dump a whole clip in ya mans braids Pussys love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear bandaids I'm blowin on damn haze All of a sudden I'm gassed, cause I'm on the radio and I can't wave If you ain't up on thangs Lloyd Banks is the name, G-Units the game Now I know to keep low when the heat blow I'll have niggas post up on ya block like I'm shootin the free throw Still get the green from P-dro, better known as Pedro I'm ghetto like a patty ya egg-roll Yea they feinin to stick me, they don't know the nina's is wit me Snuck in wit Christina and Brittney You only spend time at the mall On New Years eve a body drops around the same time as the ball (yea)
(50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) That's what's up
(50 Cent) Keep thinkin I'm candy Ain't nuttin sweet about me Nigaas talkin in the pens and in the street about me Some jake, tryin to watch every move I make Cause my diesel will make fiends do the up-town shake I'm a pro, far from a amateur, holdin more keys than your fuckin janitor They say "God bless the child that could hold his own" You pay cops to hold you down, I just hold the chrome Every breath I take, every step I take, every move I make I got a ruger on my hip You ain't gotta like or love me but you gone respect me You need a fifth and 2 clips to try and check me 12 in the afternoon we can start the clappin Look homie I'm down for that day-time action Keep thinkin it's a game time in front of ya home Get the drop on that ass and shot shadder ya bones (yea)
(Tony Yayo) Listen boy, Tony be the real McCoy When hoes see the new toy, they jump for joy And even though the kid rappin I still got fiens in the hood puffin on that Magic Dragon My guns under my pillow, I sleep wit my shoes on Every single night me and my mack get our groove on Don't get moved on Cause I shoot through your bicepts your tricepts Then breeze through ya projects When the coke come back It's the China White And the d don't sweat us in a bag a rice Let's ride O T And burn the tape I got this bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm bank Since Yayo be a fearless man I donate my heart to them niggas that ran And, those niggas in the hood don't wanna see me famous They rather see my moms make funeral arangements I got enough rhymes, to fill 6 notebooks I been spittin that shit ever since coke crushed You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same time I never ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times Beware of my wraith, I'm gone school you niggas Prepare for class Yo I peep where your puns at, peep where you pumped that Money you tryin to stack I spent it on blunt wraps
(Banks) Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin Cent nigga G-Unit nigga We about to gorrilla this industry man Yall niggas better know Yall niggas better fear us nigga Word to my mother nigga Fuck yall niggas wanna do 1 2 4 nigga G-Unit 50 Cent Tony Yayo Lloyd Banks nigga Bllllatttt
The Punchline King aka Blue Hefner drops off "Fell in Love," the 2nd single off his forthcoming album, "The Course of the Inevitable 2." Dropping Friday July 15, 2022.
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
[Hook] Please, whenever you see me out, you see me up clean Rollin niggas, niggas go to sleep at sixteen Murdered over nothing, don't let nothing come between Anything I stand for, my kingdom, my team Hating breaking them up, but it don't break me Bang for a bang, whatever its gon' be Niggas sell dreams, ain't always how it seems Whichever way it leans, money by any means
[Verse 1] You're stuck in the same spot, you bank stopped Man, I'm eating like a fat nigga, your weight dropped All my weed do different things, space pot Show the respect you get at kings, or take shots Thank god for the liquor store, a fifth or more I'm a different kind of nigga boy, forget the law All they want to do search the truck, and rip the floor Find something worth pinning on me, submit the raw This is 2k wordplay, the harsh realities Of where me and my son stay, the technicalities Will bring him back one day, there's fatalities So don't move the dumb way, cars clapped Man I come from where it's hard at Society made my heart black, arms spat I ain't your guardian god, you can starve, black I think their watching, phone wiring, and calls tapped Watch how you talk back
[Hook] Please, whenever you see me out, you see me up clean Rollin niggas, niggas go to sleep at sixteen Murdered over nothing, don't let nothing come between Anything I stand for, my kingdom, my team Hating breaking them up, but it don't break me Bang for a bang, whatever its gon' be Niggas sell dreams, ain't always how it seems Whichever way it leans, money by any means
[Verse 2] This is not hip-hop, this is hypnosis Of course, it's New York's bosses, gold crosses Don't cross us, punk summersault corpses Martini bombs through your office, uh Ain't nobody stopping me, the hate ain't enough My flow is one big gun waiting to bust They don't bring shit in the game, they take it from us I got millionaire neighbours still making a fuss I can't even give a beat down, they want cheese now Therefore I gotta keep my lawyer on speed dial Top speedometers, my shit'll hit two hundred Titanium lama you can get it if you want it I can feel it in my stomach, I got an extra sense And I've been benefiting from it, my flow is off the bench Wrote my whole album blunted, don't get confronted I'm a natural-born baller, if I showed up I stunted
[Hook] Please, whenever you see me out, you see me up clean Rollin niggas, niggas go to sleep at sixteen Murdered over nothing, don't let nothing come between Anything I stand for, my kingdom, my team Hating breaking them up, but it don't break me Bang for a bang, whatever its gon' be Niggas sell dreams, ain't always how it seems Whichever way it leans, money by any means
2007 No DJ version of "Coke Life" from the original G-Unit members 50 Cent, Tony Yayo and Lloyd Banks. My favorite 3-man group of all times. The good ole days.
Posted by ChasinDatPaper on November 29, 2021 at 10:30am
Done Wright releases his 2nd single “Rags To Riches” with G-Unit founding member Tony Yayo; off his new EP "Supply Work, Demand Respect 11 (6AM In Brooklyn)."
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