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