| Yo, I’ve been Staten Island since '85
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| My thing was rapping, ain’t get a package 'til '89
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| That trick jacket, that bomber cracking that baby 9
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| That drug traffic, sell to your mama and maybe mine
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| I’m so Staten, no need to smack em, no need to shine
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| You and them divas is margaritas
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| You need the lime
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| Follow the leaders, Optimus Prime, follow the heater
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| This just in, I’m a little twisted, you non-believers
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| Richmond county, we get it lit
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| The tooly just a part of the movie, you get a clip
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| It ain’t all Gucci, Louis Vuitton, I’m Louis the fifth
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| That’s a V, if this was Sesame street, V is for Vic
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| I mean victim, stick him, ha ha ha stick him
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| Resisting, I’ll get ya the 16 I’m spittin'
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| My borough different cause we thorough, efficient
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| Donald Sterling on clipping, I’ll rock your world in addition
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| I’m so Staten Island
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| You already know how we bang
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| I’m so Staten Island
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| Niggas don’t wanna fuck with my gang
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| Cause my niggas riding and your niggas hiding
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| Everybody talking, I’m stepping with the iron
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| That nigga faded, when I start firing
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| Everybody running, welcome to the island
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| I’m from SI
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| Walk light dead wrong when you cross that bridge
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| I got the park hill shooters, barracudas, you dig?
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| Bout 100 on ya fitted, Staten Island, we back
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| I said we back for this music and the mission is rap
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| Coalitions, yo they technicians, hammers is locked
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| Yo they loaded when they fire, you can hear it for blocks
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| Hands on nothing pretty, yo my city be New Yiddy
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| We are from crack sales, dumb travel with them semi’s
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| Got the coke cooking stashes in the ceiling
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| In fact, see if it’s wires on em so that all these killers relax
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| Don’t move, hypothetically you better not blink
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| Meth Lab, Staten Island, fuck with all of y’all day
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| I’m so Staten Island
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| You already know how we bang
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| I’m so Staten Island
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| Niggas don’t wanna fuck with my gang
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| Cause my niggas riding and your niggas hiding
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| Everybody talking, I’m stepping with the iron
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| That nigga faded, when I start firing
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| Everybody running, welcome to the island
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| I’m from SI
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| I wish you niggas tried to play the god
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| You gon' fuck around and be my latest charge
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| Roll up and I smoke you just like an entourage
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| And you already know how I do it, I’m going twice as hard
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| I’m cooking up in that meth lab
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| Ready for distribution, it’s in the bag
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| My niggas different, we got hella swag
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| Trend setters made vendettas, ya hatin' ass
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| I’m feeling like Meth in nine 2
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| His single bout to drop and I’m the livest in the crew
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| Hollywood from that 1−6-Ooh
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| And I’m going to the top with my dudes
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| Give a fuck if them niggas hatin', i’ll handle that situation
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| I’ll pick it up on my waist and i’ll blam at them niggas faces
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| Feeling like Tigger, end your career in that basement
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| Niggas moving fouler than a flagrant
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| I’m so Staten Island
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| You already know how we bang
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| I’m so Staten Island
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| Niggas don’t wanna fuck with my gang
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| Cause my niggas riding and your niggas hiding
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| Everybody talking, I’m stepping with the iron
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| That nigga faded, when I start firing
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| Everybody running, welcome to the island
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| I’m from SI |