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Yeah what's happpening New York city
It's ya boy ghost in the muthaf**kin' house tonight
Not me
Don't f**k with ghost you'll feel sorry
Nah that you know that the sea
Yo yo
Tell your crew to be easy niggaz run around
With them fake frowns sell 'em on ebay
Get word to the Dj tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house put the record on replay
Get your nose blowned off by the fifth uh
You wanna be there layin' all stiff uh
Everytime you go uptown you get jipped uh
That's Karma boy running your lip uh
You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks uh
You be at home nigga beating your dick uh
I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist uh
You at the bar whoadie drinking my piss uh
The yellow shit and the bottle ain't Crys' son
You turned your muthaf**kin' head nigga we switched 'em
You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister
You in the other room huh you couldn't sleep uh
Pop a lotta shit without that liquor yup
We mind seat up so take our picture
I'm like the boogeyman nigga I'll get ya
Whether now or later afterlife or switcher
Yeah oh shit aiyo tone hurry up and get 'em nigga
You know what it mean it's about to pop off
Ya'll niggaz clear the f**king floor
Get the f**k out the way come on
Tell your crew to be easy niggaz run around
With them fake frowns sell 'em on ebay
Get word to the Dj tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house put the record on replay
Yo it's tone in the building the teams in the building
Niggaz wanna beef what up what up what up
We packed to the ceiling we constantly chilling
We can cause we could we shoot we slice we cut
Shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yam shimmy yea now
Yes my birthday landed in May now
Peace to dirt dog I'm back like Deja Vu
Leave your girl around me I will bag your boo
Ahh you bitch niggaz better listen up
Anybody front paramedics gonna pick 'em up
They try to save you sware to God I hit the nurse up
Like nah doc he look better in a herse truck
I tried to ignore it his people saw it
I ain't the type of dude you go to war with
My polo gun yo will crack the floor shit
When the heat's on you know I draw it
I had his number down Toney just called it
Yo aiyo pete rock good looking nigga
Staten Island yo theodore what's the deal
Slap me one of the ratchets I'm about to go in yo
Tell your crew to be easy niggaz run around
With them fake frowns sell 'em on ebay
Get word to the Dj tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house put the record on replay
Gotta get that cheese gotta pimp that v
Gotta burn those leaves and uh
Pretty tone make the girls say please
Daddy work that d put it in and be easy and uh
So what come on now some of y'all people
Might know me from my wallabies
Pretty bitches got my number y'all can dial me
I stick it up like an iced cake robbery
And when I'm done y'all can finger nail file me
Floss the ill robes since criminology
Supreme clientele put the world on top of me
Yo babe hurry up with those collard greens
I represent S I ain't as wild as me
They lousy I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies
Tone got the powder squeeze don't surround me
Quick to pick a honey up shit the flow's bounty
Ya'll can just crown me
Yeah that's right
I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight
How y'all like that shit you know what it mean
You really run New York
This is that Theodore shit muthaf**ker
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