Luyện nghe bài hát Don Queen (Don Q Diss)

[Skit: Nicki & Funkmaster Flex]
—Don't gotta do
And Don Q
Who's
Yeah, yeah, because was—they...
Who's

Yo, we only doin' this shit
It get real frightening, you
I get real when niggas get neglectful of what we do over here
Highbridge stand the up, yeah
Canada!

Uh, from the DM, I'm hollerin' at your BM
We discussin' which casket you 'bout to leave in
I did this shit for no reason, I'm rookies battle
But how did I get in this with A Boogie's shadow?
Big Apple, New City, more to pity
How could I beef with a only poppin' in four cities?
I made Forbes with Diddys and sat top with 50s
And now I'm fully open, I play the on 'em
Call for your squad, you rest, you get
You lookin' like a Styles P nephew never made it
Forever hated on niggas Boogie and me
'Cause we was poppin' in New York and every hood you see
The day you me will be the day you see see
HOT 97 feedin' you lovin' than they feed me
Don't let these gas you on that podcast and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but one of y'all on TV
Only one of y'all'll see awards and eat with the
It ain't really hard to out who I'm speakin' up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door, talk about it, no walkin' out it
We 'bout to see body with the chalk around it
I got the baggage
You a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain't even the full package
Someone Quincy I turn beef into mince meat
Hottest of the century, why did he go up me?
I show love and hatred niggas wanna throw back
He tempted me but never had energy for Kodak
You paid DreamDoll for a to get the pussy
And somehow you think you fuckin' me
The night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for free
And now you walk around somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother
This nigga found Boy's Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle with A Boogie's
Why battle with A shadow?
He ain't even a chapter, he ain't a factor
QP and Bubba touchin' way more than him, they ain't even the rappers
It when you kill a nigga you love
Ironic that the thrown from the niggas that's slugs
Chewin' these niggas no ingestion
I got a real for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it's time to go get tested
It's a couple hoes in Starlets I you infected
You really out here raw with a scrotum infection
And what's worse is you it, still you go unprotected
You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a
See you can a Don Q in the ho nigga section
Go get injected with whatever medicine you to clear up
'Cause them ain't workin' for every time it flare up
Yuck, let you breathe on that
I'm really beggin' that you think about your health
never see your fuckin' album on a physical shelf
I'll your ass, whip your kid with the belt
You never flipped it to
not a hustler, your daddy was a customer
I got the info from your baby playin' nympho
You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts enough for you to pay those rentals
You a mental, well my aim is mental, fuck it
My whole I showed y'all fuck it
My dick, I told y'all suck it
punch your fat ass in your stomach
And make in it go up it
You wrote a tape for your nigga that
You made a promise it pop and that the shit would be live
Hurts you had to tell my nigga a lie
that mixtape flopped and so did your other five
Put the gun aside, my nigga, you the one to shoot
Big guns, nigga, you got for a 22
Pussy keep a gun on his waist
'Cause you lil' scared to get punched in your face
Jada said it best, made his bed to rest
Invest in a vest
Better for my case, these rather hit your head than chest
Quit like you the mob
You play Gianni
But you got ran out of and Avianne
The is over, The Bridge is over
I got an extra long clip that'll hit soldiers
My hand like shampoo hit his head and shoulders
I'll send his nine old a Barbie just to send condolence
Uh, not the on the head
40 minutes on can put a hundred on his head
I so much millis and hundreds of this bread
I can have the whole comin' for his head
Top floor, stocked in the top drawer by the 38
Bound to bring Le'Quincy Anderson up to the pearly
daughter just came from turnin' eight
And L's right in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate?
All this blood me regurgitate
Don't let my Bronx niggas and have to boost up the murder rate
But we're goin' here, I'll let you know I'm here
'Cause this record right here's 'bout to give you shine than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career
I spit fire, you from the east side of the Bronx, you a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my nigga 'cause his shit hotter
I know how it
Nah, I'm lyin', I don't know how it
I just know that everywhere I go a know I'm s'posed to be real
And I don't know how me feel, fuck nigga

Just to keep it real, I'm only doin' 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, this is a lot of pay-per-view time you're gettin' now
I know you not to this, you a little frightened
But it's okay, my son, you know I fuck with 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
Fuck outta