Be Easy (Remix Album Version|Explicit)

Yeah

What's happening new york city

It's ya boy ghost in the motherf**kin ' house tonight

"Don't f**k with ghost

You'll feel sorry"

No what I mean

We about to get it popping

Let's go

Yo

Yo

Tell your crew to be easy

N***as 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

Every time 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

N***a

Beating your d**k

Uh

I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist

Uh

You at the bar

Whoadie

Drinkin' my piss

Uh

The yellow s**t

And the bottle ain't crys'

Son

You turned your muthaf**kin' head

N***a

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 s**t without that liquor

Yup

We mind seat up

So take our picture

I'm like the boogeyman

N***a

I'll get ya

Whether now or later

Afterlife

Or switcher

Yeah

Oh s**t

Hey yo tone hurry up and get 'em

N***a

You know what I mean

It's about to pop off

Y'all n***as clear the f**king floor

Get the f**k out the way

Come on

Yo

It's tone in the building

The teams in the building

We packed to the ceiling

We constantly chilling

Shimmy shimmy ya

Shimmy yam

Shimmy yea

Now

Yes

My birthday

Landed in nay

Now

Peace to dirt dog

I'm back like deja vu

Leave your girl around me

I will bag your boo

You b***h n***az 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 s**t

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 n***a

Staten island

Yo theodore

What's the deal

Slap me one of the ratchets

I'm about to go in

Yo

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 eas' and uh

So what

Come on

Now some of y'all people

Might know me from my wallabies

Pretty b***hes 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 w**d brownies

Tone got the powder squeeze

Don't surround me

Quick to pick a honey up

S**t

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 s**t

You know what I mean

You really run new york

This is that theodore s**t

Motherf**ker