Luyện nghe bài hát Don Queen (Don Q Diss)

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

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

Uh, live from the DM, I'm hollerin' at BM
We discussin' color casket you 'bout to leave in
I did this shit for no reason, I'm rookies battle
But how did I get in this battle with A shadow?
Big Apple, New York City, to pity
How could I beef with a dude only poppin' in cities?
I made with Diddys and sat top floors with 50s
And now I'm fully open, I the bully on 'em
for your squad, you rest, you get decimated
You lookin' like a Styles P nephew that made it
Forever hated on niggas like and me
'Cause we was poppin' in New York and every hood you see
The day you beat me be the day you see see
HOT 97 you more lovin' than they feed me
Don't let niggas 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 the stars
It ain't really hard to out who I'm speakin' up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door, let's about it, no walkin' out it
We to see Le'Quincy body with the chalk around it
I got the baggage
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain't the full package
Someone tell Quincy I beef into mince meat
Hottest of the century, why did he go up me?
I niggas love and hatred niggas wanna throw back
He me but never had this energy for Kodak
You DreamDoll for a feature to get the pussy
And somehow you think you with me
The night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for free
And now you walk like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle with A Boogie's
Why battle A Boogie's shadow?
He ain't even a chapter, he ain't a factor
QP and Bubba touchin' way more money than him, they ain't even the
It hurts when you kill a nigga you
Ironic the salt thrown 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 hoes in Starlets 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 on a hit, need to go get a record
See you can a Don Q in the ho nigga section
Go get injected with whatever medicine you to clear up
'Cause pills ain't workin' for every time it flare up
Yuck, I'ma let you breathe on
I'm really beggin' that you think your physical health
You'll never see your 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, your daddy was a
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 shameless mental, my aim is mental, fuck it
My whole mood I y'all fuck it
My dick, I done y'all suck it
I'll punch your fat ass in your
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
Hurts that you had to tell my 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 face
Jada said it best, made his bed to rest
Invest in a better
Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head than
Quit actin' you the mob
You tryna play
But you got ran out of Amazura and
The Bridge is over, The Bridge is
I got an extra clip that'll hit your 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 on his head
I made so millis and hundreds of this bread
I can have the Highbridge comin' for his head
Top floor, Glock's stocked in the top by the 38
Bound to bring Le'Quincy Anderson up to the gates
Your daughter just came from 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 and have to boost up the murder rate
But since goin' here, I'll let you know I'm here
'Cause this record right here's 'bout to give you more than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career
I fire, you from the east 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 know how it
I know that everywhere I go a nigga know I'm s'posed to be real
And I don't how exposin' 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 still fuck you, nigga
And you know, I mean, at least off of this, at least the celebrities know your name now, you know?
Like... I I did that for you
Oh, in other too, you wild ugly, nigga
Wild ugly, nigga
You ugly, nigga
outta here