Ghostface Killah, Raekwon - Bob James Freestyle lyrics

Yeah ayo, you know what? (yeah)
Go in all these niggas real quick

I've seen it all through Spanish lens
Julio and penthouse sitting on a mountain
It's the craziest lions, pistrel, tigers
Big biscuit
Liberal flow made out of ice like
Like Al Pacino
Scouping coke up out the water
Like I'm finding Nemo fish scale Dominican
Bussin' twelves open
Colombians know it's fuego
Two times on the back of a mural
The heavyweight broke his legs though
Papi walk up on me singing Maria
Plus he rich, his 'migos they be sniff
He tongue heavy so he talk with a lisp
That's whеn I smoked him (yeah)
One in his hеad was left open into the ocean
Drown yourself
I'm from the Stat' what I told him

Nah, you don't want to
Fuck with Staten Island
The epitome of gunsmoke, niggas be wildin'
Hit you in the back of the head with
Street light, smell of sweet violence
Nah, you don't wanna come to Staten Island
These youngins take your head straight off
That's they talent
Bullets knock you off off this box
No crate challenge
Street light, smell of sweet violence

Big Cubans coolin' with some rich Canelos
He yellin' not today
The bitch shoot up his hand
Set it off naturally posin' for grams
He came back to me and asked me

I'm sellin', yo your 'cane is lethal
Let me cop was all on me three speedboats

Nah, you don't want to
Fuck with Staten Island
The epitome of gunsmoke, niggas be wildin'
Hit you in the back of the head with
Street light, smell of sweet violence
Nah, you don't wanna come to Staten Island
These youngins take your head straight off
That's they talent
Bullets knock you off off this box
No crate challenge
Street light, smell of sweet violence