[Skit: Nicki Minaj & Flex] —Don't do that And Don Q Who's Yeah, yeah, because was—they... that?
Yo, we only doin' shit once It get real frightening, you I get real when niggas get neglectful of what we do over here Highbridge stand the fuck up, Canada!
Uh, live the DM, I'm hollerin' at your BM We which color casket you 'bout to leave in I did shit for no reason, I'm lettin' rookies battle But how did I get in this battle with A shadow? Big Apple, New York City, more to How could I beef with a dude poppin' in four cities? I made Forbes with Diddys and sat top floors 50s And now I'm fully open, I play the on 'em for your squad, you rest, you get decimated You lookin' like a P nephew that never made it Forever hated on niggas like and me 'Cause we was in New York and every hood that you see The day you beat me be the day you see see HOT 97 feedin' you more lovin' than feed me Don't let these niggas gas you on that and CC Highbridge, the Label, but one of y'all on TV Only one of y'all'll see awards and eat the stars It really hard to figure out who I'm speakin' up for Now that my foot and knee in the door, let's talk about it, no out it We to see Le'Quincy body with the chalk around it I got the baggage You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the edition, shit ain't even the full package Someone tell Quincy I turn beef into mince Hottest of the century, why did he go up me? I show niggas love and hatred niggas wanna back He tempted me but never had this for Kodak You paid DreamDoll for a feature to get the And somehow you you fuckin' with me The first night I seen DreamDoll I her for free And now you walk around somehow you got one up on me Nigga please, this your brother This nigga found Soulja Boy's Gucci and wore it in his cover art Why with A Boogie's shadow? Why battle with A Boogie's He ain't a chapter, he ain't even a factor QP and Bubba touchin' way more money than him, they even the rappers It hurts when you a nigga you love Ironic that the salt from the niggas that's slugs these niggas with no ingestion I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it's to go get tested It's a couple hoes in I know you infected You out here fuckin' raw with a scrotum infection And what's worse is you know it, you go unprotected You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a See you can find a Don Q in the ho nigga Go get injected with whatever medicine you need to up 'Cause them pills ain't workin' for every time it up Yuck, I'ma let you breathe on I'm really beggin' that you think your physical health You'll never see your fuckin' album on a physical I'll your ass, whip your kid with the belt You never flipped it to You're not a hustler, your daddy was a I got the info your baby mama playin' nympho You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar ain't enough for you to pay those rentals You a shameless mental, well my aim is mental, it My mood I showed y'all fuck it My dick, I done told suck it punch your fat ass in your stomach And everything in it go up it You wrote a tape for your nigga that You made a promise it would pop and the shit would be live Hurts that you had to my nigga a lie 'Cause that mixtape flopped and so did other five Put the gun aside, my nigga, you ain't the one to Big guns, nigga, you got for a 22 Pussy keep a gun on his waist 'Cause you lil' niggas scared to get punched in your Jada said it best, Quincy his bed to rest in a better vest Better for my case, these bullets hit your head than chest actin' like you the mob You play Gianni But you got ran out of Amazura and The Bridge is over, The Bridge is I got an extra long clip that'll hit your My hand shoot like shampoo hit his and shoulders I'll his nine year old a Barbie just to send condolence Uh, not the on the head 40 minutes on stage can put a hundred on his I made so much millis and hundreds of this I can the whole Highbridge comin' for his head Top floor, stocked in the top drawer by the 38 Bound to bring Le'Quincy Anderson up to the gates Your daughter came from turnin' eight And takin' L's in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate? All this make me regurgitate Don't let my Bronx niggas move and have to boost up the murder But since goin' here, I'll let you know I'm here 'Cause record right here's 'bout to give you more shine than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career I spit fire, you from the east side of the Bronx, you just a dick-rider You mad at my nigga Mula 'cause his hotter I know how it Nah, I'm lyin', I know how it feels I just know that everywhere I go a know I'm s'posed to be real And I know how exposin' me feel, fuck nigga
Just to keep it real, I'm only this shit with you once You know, I.... I hope, I hope you this shit though I hope, I hope you this as a blessing, you know? This, is a lot of pay-per-view time you're gettin' right now I know you not used to this, you a frightened But it's okay, my son, you know I still fuck you, nigga And you know, I mean, at least off of this, at least the celebrities might your name now, you know? Like... I hope I did for you Oh, in other words too, you ugly, nigga Wild fuckin' ugly, You ugly, nigga outta here