Luyện nghe bài hát Don Queen (Don Q Diss)

[Skit: Nicki Minaj & Funkmaster
—Don't gotta do
And Don Q
that?
Yeah, yeah, because was—they...
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Yo, we only doin' this once
It get frightening, you know?
I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of what we do here
Highbridge stand the up, yeah
Canada!

Uh, from the DM, I'm hollerin' at your BM
We discussin' which color you 'bout to leave in
I did this for no reason, I'm lettin' 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 dude only 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 P nephew that never made it
Forever hated on niggas Boogie and me
'Cause we was poppin' in New and every hood that you see
The day you me will be the day you see see
HOT 97 feedin' you more than they feed me
Don't let these gas you on that podcast 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 figure out who I'm up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door, talk about it, no walkin' out it
We 'bout to see Le'Quincy with the chalk around it
I got the full
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain't the full package
Someone tell Quincy I turn into mince meat
of the century, why did he go up against me?
I niggas love and hatred niggas wanna throw back
He me but never had this energy for Kodak
You paid for a feature to get the pussy
And somehow you you fuckin' with me
The first night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for
And now you walk around like you got one up on me
Nigga please, your brother part
This nigga Soulja Boy's Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle A Boogie's shadow?
Why battle with A shadow?
He ain't even a chapter, he ain't even a
QP and Bubba touchin' way more money than him, they ain't even the
It hurts when you kill a you love
Ironic that the salt from the niggas that's slugs
Chewin' niggas with no ingestion
I got a real for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it's time to go get tested
It's a couple in Starlets I know you infected
You really out here fuckin' raw with a infection
And what's worse is you know it, you go unprotected
You need to on a hit, need to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the ho nigga
Go get injected whatever medicine you need to clear up
'Cause them pills ain't for every time it flare up
Yuck, I'ma let you breathe on
I'm beggin' that you think about your physical health
You'll never see your album on a physical shelf
I'll beat ass, whip your kid with the belt
You never it to sell
You're not a hustler, daddy was a customer
I got the info from baby mama playin' nympho
You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain't enough for you to pay 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 fat ass in your stomach
And everything in it go up it
You wrote a for your nigga that died
You made a promise it would pop and that the would be live
Hurts that you had to tell my a lie
that mixtape flopped and so did your 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 in your face
Jada said it best, Quincy his bed to rest
Invest in a vest
Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head chest
Quit like you the mob
You tryna Gianni
But you got ran out of and Avianne
The Bridge is over, The Bridge is
I got an extra long clip that'll hit soldiers
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 have the whole Highbridge for his head
Top floor, Glock's stocked in the top by the 38
to bring Le'Quincy Anderson up to the pearly gates
Your daughter just from turnin' eight
And takin' L's right in front of her is you tryna perpetrate?
All this blood me regurgitate
Don't let my Bronx niggas move and to boost up the murder rate
But since we're here, I'll let you know I'm here
this 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 side of the Bronx, you just a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my nigga Mula 'cause his hotter
I how it feels
Nah, I'm lyin', I don't how it feels
I just know everywhere I go a nigga know I'm s'posed to be real
And I don't know how exposin' me feel, nigga

Just to keep it real, I'm only doin' this with you once
You know, I.... I hope, I you enjoyed this shit though
I hope, I hope you take as a blessing, you know?
This, this is a lot of pay-per-view time you're right now
I know you not to this, you a little frightened
But it's okay, my son, you know I still with you, nigga
And you know, I mean, at off of this, at least the celebrities might know your name now, you know?
Like... I hope I did for you
Oh, in other too, you wild ugly, nigga
Wild ugly, nigga
You ugly, nigga
outta here