Aiyo, aiyo, what up? Yo
What up, y'all? This that Pretty Toney ****?
Aiyo, I know there's a lot of hoes and **** out there
A lot of *****s done got bodied
A lot of *****s done got robbed and ****
You know what I mean? We love a lot of things in the hood
But time goes on and if we don't change a lot of ****
****'s always gonna be this way and that's a mutha***kin' fact

True gangsta ****, y'all, yo, yo, yo
When y'all turn my mic up in here, bareback ****
Know what I mean? Tired of y'all mutha***kas and ****
One-two, ***k around and clob on one of y'all mutha***kas
Yo Spidey, put that reverse ****, on

Come on, can you feel it?
Can you feel it? Yeah
Can you feel it?
Let's go, ***k it

Live from Staten Island, where the gangstas kill
Only place on the map, that got the 30 dollar bill
And we front like we got millions
Our specialty is how we willie, *****s
That's how buck brought the building
And the police is *****, they protect and serve
They connect, with base heads then they frisk our birds
Smack DVD's, blowin' herb, I'm in the room
Bonin' these two white *****es, ice baggin' up work

That's how we get down, ***k Vegas
The black Carlo Gambino, rockin' the Wallo's
Blow his diamonds in Z-No's, ****y, verses is Jalapinos
Best to leave, when I'm in the big Escalade
I'm sittin' down on Dino, Tone Stark here, a poet's art
Kiss the girls and bake them pies
Clean up, some are old darts
This that real live don' ****, you heard

Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
Okay, plus the **** is mad hot around the way
*****s don't give a ***k on any time or day
Or if he dyin' today, or can you find a way
Blow *****s over turf, *****es, dimes and trays
Throw a ***** a jewel and watch him slide away
It's like that, in the hood, he in the grimy say
But what we tryin' to say is gonna be this way
It don't have to, it don't have to
My God!

With big carrots and static, with that leaves the bad habits
Drugs layin' in buildings with great big automatics
Anomos' in the hood, it's the fact, we can do magic
Splatter ***gots in lobbies, the heat burn off his eyelashes
Don't try to p*** this, back up or you'll receive something
Real tragic, them hollows'll race through your jacket
Semi gangstas with weak tactics
Forensic scientists called in to display graphics
For square inch to his back winds

They brain is spleen, it's left all over a fiend's mattress
*******, we **** and squeeze after we leave our ratchets
We keep the hood cryin' for m***ive havoc
No trics, we take from silly rabbits, yo feed them lead carrots
The little mans'll connect and they touch that fabric
The only thing that can stop 'em is that teplonphat ****
Maybe artillery's heavy like a bunch of fat chicks
Brr, baow! Ain't no comin' back *****

Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
Okay, plus the **** is mad hot around the way
*****s don't give a ***k on any time or day
Or if he dyin' today, or can he find a way
Blow *****s over turf, *****es, dimes and trays
Throw a ***** a jewel and watch him slide away
It's like that, in the hood, he in the grimy say
But what we tryin' to say is gonna be this way
It don't have to, it don't have to
My God!

Ways, be this way!
Ways, be this way!
Ways, be this way!