Tony Touch, also known as Tony Toca, is an American hip hop DJ and producer… Read Full Bio ↴Tony Touch, also known as Tony Toca, is an American hip hop DJ and producer from Brooklyn's Bushwick/ Knickerbocker section who is of Puerto Rican descent. He worked with many groups and rappers as Funkdoobiest, Cocoa Brovaz and Cypress Hill. He is known for his mix tapes. On The Peacemaker 2, Rubén Blades appears, as well as rappers and reggae dee jays such as P. Diddy, Hurricane G, Dead Prez, Slick Rick, Sean Paul, and reggaetón rapper Don Chezina, who also appeared on The Piecemaker.

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Tony Touch Lyrics

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[Talking]
Yeah nigga... haha yeah (South Suicide Queens)
That's right... uh uh, Q.U. nigga (yea yea)
Shit like that, know what I'm sayin' put these drinks up
Ya heard? - let's do this right, what yo

[X-1]
Hold up, this is for my thugs on the block

For my one stop niggaz that be huggin the spot
Sittin' on crates, gettin' loaded, get that cake
Dodgin' drinks, spit and hafta cover they face

Kick some tye, big truck with tricks inside
In too deep, tryna sell bricks from the side
See no games, with real niggaz from other hoods
Car titles get lost, some niggaz get jooked

But God forgive me if a nigga cross the fam
Holdin the heat, the streets'll make me force ya hand
From my wild crew, sets the new guns off the roof
To them slick dudes, hot and they workin the phone booth

'Cause Lord knows I'm gonna reload and bust back
Incredible gats, indicted for a federal rap
They ain't duck low enough, shots shredded they hat
Murdered and gone, nigga it's a medical fact

[Hook: x 2]
Hold up, this is for my gangsta team
And my dime little mamis rockin Timbs and jeans
When it's on, know we ain't afraid to clap them things
In the club, gettin bent, goin cra-zay!

[Sonsee]
Hold up, this is for my chicks in the spot
All my bus stop bitches that be pushin them drops
Playin' the gate, get it ma, get those papes
Hustle that face, seven G's below ya waist

Project chick, dippin whips, cruisin the strip
Gettin money for tuition, go to school and she strip
Kill in the club, when niggaz dicks get hard
Murda mami set you up and niggaz bricks get robbed

Help her soul if a chick try to set my team
I'm tying her up, rep till the death of Queens
All my staircase niggaz keep flippin the jun's
All my outta state niggaz keep gettin them ones

Guns in the air, hit you with invisible glocks
that mean you never see it comin nigga, 52 shots
I'm takin ya block nigga, if you like it or not
You either roll or get rushed (blaow bloaw!) I guess not

[Hook: x 2]

[Sticky Fingaz]
Sticky Fingaz, the nigga that be stickin them spots
For all my gun-cock niggaz that be bustin off shots
Lay in the straight, black mask raidin ya gate
Show me ya safe before I put two in ya face

Dirt on my kicks, hoodies all lookin for whips
Catch a rat nigga, leave his Bentley sittin on bricks
Bloody ice-pick fights in the yard
Ten times outta ten, step to me and ya life get scarred

Shoot-outs in broad daylight, bustin at feds
Dirty cops with a ki of coke, bring 'em out dead
For my jail niggaz, stashin bangers deep in they cots
For my grimy niggaz, hidin under cars from cops

Empty the glock, hitchu with disposable gats
Bust you, wipe it off, throw it away, it's a rap
What nigga? I see you back in the hood scrap
Turn ya Benz to a coffin nigga, straight like that

[Hook: x 2]

Hold up...
"South Suicide Queens"
"Enjoy!"

"South Suicide Queens"
"Enjoy!"

Overall Meaning

The song "Hold Up" by Tony Touch featuring X-1, Sonsee, and Sticky Fingaz is a tribute to the gangsta life and culture. The lyrics take us to the rough and tumble streets of South Suicide Queens and describe the lives of the thugs and gangsters who rule the streets. X-1's verse is specifically dedicated to the male gangsters and describes the struggles they face and the violence they encounter. He talks about dodging drinks and bullets, selling drugs, and losing cars and titles. He also warns that if anyone crosses his family, there will be hell to pay. Sonsee's verse, on the other hand, focuses on the female gangsters who rule the scene, and she speaks about how they hustle and make money by stripping, playing the gate, and robbing men. Finally, Sticky Fingaz wraps up the song with his deep and menacing voice, threatening his enemies, boasting of his criminal exploits, and bragging about his ability to take out anyone who stands in his way.

Line by Line Meaning

Hold up, this is for my thugs on the block
Pause, this is a song made for my criminal associates who operate on street corners.

For my one stop n***** that be huggin the spot
For the people who work on a single street corner and are making sure drugs and other goods are being sold on the street.

Sittin' on crates, gettin' loaded, get that cake
People are sitting on crates, getting drunk, and making their money.

Dodgin' drinks, spit and hafta cover they face
During arguments, they dodge drinks and often have to cover their face to protect themselves from being hit.

Hold up, this is for my gangster team
Stop, this song is dedicated to a gangster team with which the rapper is associated with.

And my dime little mamis rockin Timbs and jeans
Also, this song is dedicated to the females who wear Timbs and jeans and have a decent body.

When it's on, know we ain't afraid to clap them things
When it's time to do a criminal act, we are not afraid to use our weapons.

In the club, gettin bent, goin cra-zay!
When we go to the club to party, we go all out and get drunk.

Sticky Fingaz, the n***** that be stickin them spots
Sticky Fingaz is the person who is proficient in physically marking places he owns.

For all my gun-cock n***** that be bustin off shots
This is for all the people who have guns and are not afraid to use them.

Lay in the straight, black mask raidin ya gate
They will lay in wait, wearing black masks, and raid a gate to gain access to the area.

Show me ya safe before I put two in ya face
Before they do anything, they tell their victims to give them their riches. If they refuse, they will get hurt.

Dirt on my kicks, hoodies all lookin for whips
Wearing dirty shoes and hoodies, these criminals are searching for cars to steal.

Catch a rat n****, leave his Bentley sittin on bricks
If they catch a police informant, they will ruin his car by taking out the wheels.

Empty the glock, hitchu with disposable gats
They defeat their enemies and then dispose of their weapons.

Bust you, wipe it off, throw it away, it's a rap
They will use their weapons, clean them up, and throw them away.

What n****? I see you back in the hood scrap
I found you in the streets, and now you will face the consequences.

Turn ya Benz to a coffin n****, straight like that
They will turn an expensive Benz car into a cheap coffin if the victim doesn't agree to their demands.

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JERRY PETERS, SEAN COMBS, TROY JAMERSON, GLENN JOHNSON, KEJUAN WALIEK MUCHITA

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