| Ay yo Flush you been around for a real long time
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| Lemme ask you a question, do you still write rhymes?
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| Nigga I write commandments, pen hit the paper the fans flip
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| I talk shit reason why New York won’t quit
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| Everytime that I spit you know I’m throwin' some hot shit
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| The West Coast had it locked so you called on a locksmith
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| Then Worldwide came out so Queens could pop shit
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| And I really did sell coke so I talk about mad bricks
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| I got a lil' paper so you know I push mad whips
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| When Iced Out came out taught y’all how to ice shit
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| Now the world runnin' around talkin' about Flush is the nicest
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| Ook some time off had a lot of work I had to get it off
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| Label me the street boss a lotta rappers fell off
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| I watched laugh & listen, waitin' for my time to get it
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| My lifestyle was bitten take it write a move with it
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| Until y’all haters & y’all corny critics
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| Cause what I put in this rap game a lotta rappers wouldn’t of lived it
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| …Dig it? |
| Alright back up back up
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| Ahh yes, ahh Flush
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| What?
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| Is it true you had a divorce with your wife?
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| Heh you fuck right I got rid of that bitch, anything else?
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| Yes yes, uh what do you feel about the rap game?
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| Huh… alright anybody wanna ask me anymore questions? |
| How about you?
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| Yeah I felt that Flush, Worldwide, Iced Down was hot
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| But lemme ask you a question do you hustle on the block?
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| Say what motherfucker?
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| I’m the reason why the cops don’t talk & wanna bust motherfucker
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| The only nigga in Queens with dust motherfucker
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| And I really live this shit do I don’t trust motherfuckers
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| Let me talk to you suckers, you fake ass hustlers
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| Your bricks are 17 so your boss’s my customer
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| You little ass nigga with the Mighty Midget figures
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| While y’all was playin' Nintendo I was fuckin' up the dishes
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| Had a bad bitch butt ass baggin' work in the kitchen
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| The dope called it Candy Girl cause it felt like New Edition
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| And I still feel like Bate when the feds is out fishin
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| And without this rap shit my kids got towards intuition
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| And I’m never gonna snitch, I’d rather escape from prison
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| You talk shit we hit 'em, you got shines we stick 'em
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| You got dough we get 'em, you fuck hoes we sit 'em
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| You still be outta town with them bricks & the rental |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Questions , by - Royal Flush. Song from the album The Message: Reloaded, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп