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Yeah, yeah, I love
Yeah, yo, yo

Y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the
Would ya like a shot of liquor or like a shot to the
Plus you stay on top of they grills, stay on top of biz
n****z plotting on hairs, think they not when they is

This is Staten Island gully, you It's getting ugly
And I ain't found a court that can judge me, the love me
Like to the side of the skully, popping they top
I'd pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac

N****, trust me, I'm hot as get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of grits, yo, nahmeen?
Y'all don't really want no of this, soon as a n****
Start shining, n****z start s***, my guard lit

Like a boss, head in charge, get in these drawers
Fitted, nine inches bigger yours
This Meth dude got that food and he it raw
you before, I bring the pain and now I'm hurting them, pa
them, pa

Up the 36, back on that bulls***
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full
Staten the Borough, Park Hill, we still click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run

Up from the 36, on that bulls***
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run

Aiyo, you f***ing with some capital G's, Math
life, Meth Man, plus the Masta and me
Soldier I, make it happen, indeed, my sick
Had the paid h**, get it cracking for free

still trapped in the P's, Pioneers
Like the twenty inch woofers in back of the V
Leave ya brain, you spazzing on E
It don't matter who you happen to be, nothing swagger he

Keep a dirty cop close, never talk no feds
Tear the roof off the mother, along with ya head
And I ain't talk unless she bout bread
You would swear that I'm New Balance, how I'm walking the ledge

Son, I'm just a little off of the as I stalk
The mean streets for types callers are read
Killa Hill where the warriors bred, I'm a
Patient, it's gonna take more the meds

Up the 36, back on that bulls***
Okay, I'm reloaded, with a full clip
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, the Clan, we run s***

Up from the 36, on that bulls***
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped a full clip
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run

invited guest, I came to put the rumors to rest
Rip the rest of the slugs your chest
Put the to the back of your vest
Trap your packet, take the and jet

N****z posted, but you posing no
Punk, you p**** the opposite sex
Front, see how many shots you get
I'm not asking, I'm respect

I'm just a man to
Watch your step, son, funeral's next
Street is the man in the flesh, I got one hand on your neck
The other hand is attached to the

Your next move could mean or death
Make move, baby steps
Hold that thought, n****, your breath
We hold courts in the we rep
For Cash and we came to collect, c*** s*****

Up from the 36, back on that
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped a full clip
Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, the Clan, we run s***