Tony Touch - Dimelo lyrics

[Tony Touch] Aroz con pollo Cafe con leche Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Um, check) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yo) (Verse 1) Ain't nothin' Changed but the weather, you can say whatever Ask around, man, I been in this game forever Cause I rep my peeps like Shay Guevera And I bring it to geeks that claim they better Trendsetter Known to rock a party And drop a little j**el like Robert Marley Original like Atari, I'm sorry But dudes ain't messing with T, cause they hardly Got they feet wet, me, I get respect East, west, they be like, "He's fresh" Prende lo Y quitate tu par ponerme yo Yeah I'm knockin' crews, out they shoes O.G. holmes pay lots of dues Stayed on my grind, making lots of moves Now I'm buyin' out the bar in Barbalos Chorus: [Crew] Que tu quieres, hun? Dimelo Que tu quieres, what? Dimelo Que tu quieres, ma? Dimelo Que tu quieres, hun? Dimelo [Tony Touch] Un palo Un trago Aqui, yo quiero un trago Un palo Un trago Aqui, llego el caballo (Verse 2) Lo que me va a dar, que me lo den en vida Mr. Capicu With another heater You know how we do Straight mantequia Up in your spot with the big drum beater Ay bendito, live from New York City Slash Puerto Rico Fresh off a plane from London, he throw Nothin' but that when I bust my free throw You know what it is And what's best of all, there's more to give The rest of y'all better call it quits Cause I tear the roof off at all the gigs (Say word) Crazy bum, since 80, um I do what I do, get the ladies strung Make the track real raw when I lay the drums Now give it up for the greatest one {*clapping*} Repeat Chorus (Verse 3) I be in the zone like Nina Simone (Tone Touch) In the league of my own, so leave it alone Never caught up, in the heat of the mom' On the run, eating like N.O.R.E. or Capone And I'm known To hold my own weight Like Kid Capri Doing me in control of my own fate And some of 'em gon' love it Most is gon' hate But I'm a keep shuttin' 'em down like all day No foreplay, I go straight to the gut Catch me on the road, tryin' to make me a buck See, a lot of these rappers is fakin' the funk So I handle my biz, now I'm breakin' em up Who? Your favorite-DJ's favorite DJ Tape's on eBay, live from BK He say, she say, mobo chinche Don't do as we do, do as we say Repeat Chorus