| Well if I jump I feel bad luck upon me Make me grab my pump and call my Brook-Lyn army
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| We buy QB to NC
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| Niggas don’t want it Debate to the G’s and the west all on it We all flaunt it guns &chicks
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| And all my thuns rhyme holding their dicks
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| With a nine on their side from hip to hip
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| You know the mobb niggas is sick and stay bent
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| Twist it get right, me and my guns is tight
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| And we both heated when the funds aint right
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| Because we know someone getting stuck tonight
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| Before I crash I’m a fuck me some ass tonight
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| With a pocket full of dough
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| The bottle of the dro
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| With dreams of fucking some R&B hoe
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| They call me N-O-Y-D baby
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| From QB baby don’t hate me We live, I rep Queens
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| NOYD: Queens!
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| Godfather: Where niggas they get caught up in between guns
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| NOYD: Queens!
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| Godfather: Casino cash, cream killa Queens thun
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| NOYD: Queens!
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| Godfather: Where I live, what I rep
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| NOYD: QB thun, Queens!
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| Godfather: The Mobb rep
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| NOYD: Queens!
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| Godfather: You know we rep
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| I blow dro in Q-boro
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| Ain’t nothing change same boro
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| Just more places now
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| I’m tatooed up now
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| Still rep 41st, 'til I be put up in the hearst (you heard?)
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| Even after that yo my daughter and my son 'gon live on 7, 1, 8 zip code triple 1, O, 1
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| A yo its queens, money, whips and fiends
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| Bald heads and fades, du rags and waves
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| Can’t forget about braids
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| Niggas don’t rock like us Ain’t no hood like us A yo I rep QB 'til I R.I.P
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| 96 buildings 6 blocks in QB
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| Everyday is like a movie, so you know we had to pursuit it First joint «murda muzik»
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| A yo y’all niggas 'gon feel it The hood is running wild
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| Every clique 'gon throw it up
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| Y’all know what up Queens don’t give a fuck
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| Queensbridge, and thats how it is If I can’t I get you I’m a bring it to your kids
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| Your moms, whatever it takes to strike back
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| I’ll be waiting in your crib with the mack
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| Black gloves, no mask so you can see my face
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| And realize QB ain’t playing no games
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| We think long range
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| So we can ride for the kids
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| And look out for my niggas up north doing bids
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| Thun we’ll stop your shine, we Queens niggas
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| Plus my Bed-Stuy niggas will shoot up your medinas
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| We the black entrepenuers we the black mobb
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| I told you it was more real than words can muster
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| I see you faggots don’t listen wanna bite my shit
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| You better walk with security my niggas dump clips
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| Catch you with your rap clique, and beat the shit out y’all
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| You could have a 30 deep entourage
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| You could have guns galore, shanks and more
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| We can bang to the EMS come and haul us off
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| I could give a fuck for what projects you ride for
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| We got dogs out there and we not scared
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| Nigga I’m not the one, we not the team
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| Matter fact don’t even wirte me back see me in the streets
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| See me at the next show
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| Catch me at the club
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| We terrorize y’all niggas thun |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Killa Queens, artist - Infamous Mobb. Album song Special Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп