Luyện nghe bài hát Don Queen (Don Q Diss)

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gotta do that
And Don Q
Who's
Yeah, yeah, they was—they...
that?

Yo, we only this shit once
It get frightening, you know?
I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of we do over here
Highbridge stand the up, yeah
Canada!

Uh, live from the DM, I'm 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 York City, more to
How I beef with a dude only 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
Call for squad, you rest, you get decimated
You lookin' like a P nephew that never made it
hated on niggas like Boogie and me
'Cause we was poppin' in New York and hood that you see
The day you beat me be the day you see see
HOT 97 feedin' you more than they feed me
Don't let these niggas gas you on that and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but only one of 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 and knee in the door, let's talk about it, no walkin' out it
We 'bout to see Le'Quincy body with the chalk it
I got the baggage
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the edition, shit ain't even the full package
Someone tell Quincy I beef into mince meat
of the century, why did he go up against me?
I show niggas and hatred niggas wanna throw back
He tempted me but never had this for Kodak
You paid DreamDoll for a to get the pussy
And somehow you you fuckin' with me
The first I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for free
And now you walk around somehow you got one up on me
please, this your brother part
This found Soulja Boy's Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why with A Boogie's shadow?
Why with A Boogie's shadow?
He ain't even a chapter, he ain't a factor
QP and Bubba way more money than him, they ain't even the rappers
It when you kill a nigga you love
Ironic that the salt thrown from the niggas that's
Chewin' these with no ingestion
I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, time to go get tested
It's a couple hoes in I know you infected
You really out here raw with a scrotum infection
And worse is you know it, still you go unprotected
You need to focus on a hit, to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the ho section
Go get injected with whatever you need to clear up
'Cause them ain't workin' for every time it flare up
Yuck, I'ma let you on that
I'm really beggin' that you about your physical health
You'll see your fuckin' album on a physical shelf
I'll beat ass, whip your kid with the belt
You flipped it to sell
You're not a hustler, daddy was a customer
I got the info from your baby playin' nympho
You drive a foreign but 25 hundred dollar hosts ain't enough for you to pay those rentals
You a mental, well my aim is mental, fuck it
My whole mood I showed y'all it
My dick, I done y'all suck it
I'll punch your fat ass in stomach
And everything in it go up it
You wrote a tape for your that died
You made a promise it would pop and that the shit be live
that you had to tell my nigga a lie
'Cause that 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 niggas scared to get punched in your face
Jada said it best, Quincy made his bed to
Invest in a vest
Better for my case, bullets rather hit your head than chest
actin' like you the mob
You tryna play
But you got ran out of and Avianne
The Bridge is over, The Bridge is
I got an extra long clip hit your soldiers
My shoot like shampoo hit his head and shoulders
send his nine year old a Barbie just to send condolence
Uh, not the money on the
40 on stage can put a hundred on his head
I made so millis and hundreds of this bread
I can have the whole Highbridge comin' for his
Top floor, Glock's stocked in the top by the 38
to bring Le'Quincy Anderson up to the pearly gates
Your daughter came from turnin' eight
And takin' L's right in front of her is what you tryna
All this blood make me
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 more shine than A Boogie ever gave you in 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 know how exposin' me feel, fuck nigga

Just to keep it real, I'm only doin' this shit with you
You know, I.... I hope, I hope you enjoyed this shit
I hope, I you take 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 little
But it's okay, my son, you I still fuck with you, nigga
And you know, I mean, at least off of this, at least the celebrities might know your name now, you
Like... I I did that for you
Oh, in other too, you wild ugly, nigga
Wild fuckin' ugly,
You wild ugly,
Fuck here