Luyện nghe bài hát Colabo

Let me tell you somethin, about to on this track
Who react, nigga aint no holdin me back
Sparkin the dutches every day, with Queens Most
Up in the party, Bacardi, yo how we go
non stop to the top
And I won't drop, till my vocal cords feel they gon pop
Who get it on, niggas try to peep my scheme
Know my team, standin right in of the screen
I blaze it up, like flames, aint no time for the
Out the same Queens crew, but two names
JnJ and QMW, here to bring the too
I wild on any track like that son I be you
Leavin you on the floor bleedin, eatin mess is you needin
Cardiac arrest with breathin
I be you in the dust, you can't front on us
We lust for the cream, and ya gun don't
Nigga

My team reform a mason meeting
I put the heat to your face, Queens greeting
Niggas you get slapped kid, just for speakin
While my niggas wild out, off the shit I'm
That aint ya proof, I let loose on your whole
While ya recruit, my fans splittin up ya loot
how we do, jump out like you owe somethin
You Q roll somethin, like you stoled somethin
You I'm frontin?, yo my Queens livin, money gettin
Whether its rap or flippin
Ya niggas to avoid collision
'cause chance is tryin to advance to all my fam
When it's gun to grams, wrong plan you and man
Quick to get rejected, I rock a 50 inch
My team records, we make ya life hectic
The Queens Most Wanted, yo my man you run it
But shit you did, we done it, niggas don't want it

2X: Leek
Ain't no tellin I thought of them
Me and my hooligans a em
Send hot ones at his and him
Fluin him, M.L. style, spinned around the pound
Now lay ya ass

U]
We be the wild type livin cats from Queens
98 hold it down, basically for my
Mega in the hood, y'all got to stay on point
'cause to lose, wanna be thug cats
Push ya back, but fuck that
We play the too, only if it's necessary
We never shit, we finish shit
And holdin it down, when it's to go hard
In this rap shit too, if you get technical
It's quite a few to hold it down we do
And lay ya verse on a track that be
It ain't a team out here fuckin with my
South Jamaica Queens, Most comin through
Rob U, Wow Woo O, and my Leek, and Bandit kid
in my memory

Now let me get on the mic, and get the
What's the count em in
Third and one, man in motion, I'm about the ya scrimmage
I see everything in my perimeter, I deliver the
Sendin you to the ground, you can't get up, lay down, stay
Sendin game to O Team, walk, QB and O Beem
on the field with O E, and nobody can hold me
The track assassinator me and Drama
Stand back to back like 25 on a
Now make a move, I shake em an earthquake
I'm a em and tie em into a human pretzle
What's left to do break em
I disappear a genie, reappear on ya tv with and LP and CD
Strictly GB now we be, gutter butter strong
my bong, blaze trauma to bomb
on our flight to our in Hong Kong
Now hold on tight, it's the rap reckin
Knockin ya out of position we saw
JnJ, Queens Most, evacuate
A whole platoon of niggas, we of did it sooner niggas

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