Luyện nghe bài hát Don Queen (Don Q Diss)

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

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

Uh, from the DM, I'm hollerin' at your BM
We discussin' which color casket you 'bout to 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 City, more to pity
How could I beef a dude only poppin' in four cities?
I made Forbes with and sat top floors with 50s
And now I'm fully open, I play the on 'em
for your squad, you rest, you get decimated
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 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 really hard to figure out who I'm speakin' up for
Now my foot and knee in the door, let's talk about it, no walkin' out it
We 'bout to see Le'Quincy body with the around it
I got the full
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain't even the full
Someone tell Quincy I turn beef into mince
of the century, why did he go up against me?
I show niggas love and hatred niggas wanna back
He me but never had this energy for Kodak
You DreamDoll for a feature to get the pussy
And somehow you you fuckin' with me
The first night I seen I fucked her for free
And now you walk around somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, your brother part
nigga found Soulja Boy's Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle with A shadow?
Why battle with A 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 the niggas that's slugs
Chewin' these niggas with no
I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it's to go get tested
It's a couple in Starlets I know you infected
You really out fuckin' raw with a scrotum infection
And what's is you know it, still you go unprotected
You to focus on a hit, need to go get a record
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 it flare up
Yuck, I'ma let you breathe on
I'm really beggin' that you think about your health
You'll never see your fuckin' album on a 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 mama playin' nympho
You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain't enough for you to pay those
You a mental, well my aim is mental, fuck it
My whole mood I showed fuck it
My dick, I done told suck it
I'll punch your fat ass in stomach
And make in it go up it
You a tape for your nigga that died
You made a promise it would pop and that the shit would be
Hurts that you had to my nigga a lie
'Cause that mixtape 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 gotta a gun on his waist
'Cause you lil' niggas scared to get punched in your
Jada said it best, Quincy made his bed to
Invest in a better
Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head chest
actin' like 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 shampoo hit his head and shoulders
I'll send his 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 millis and hundreds of this bread
I can have the Highbridge comin' for his head
Top floor, Glock's in the top drawer by the 38
Bound to bring Le'Quincy up to the pearly gates
Your just came from turnin' eight
And takin' L's right in of her is what you tryna perpetrate?
All this blood make me
Don't let my Bronx niggas and have to boost up the murder rate
But since we're here, I'll let you know I'm here
'Cause this record 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 a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my Mula 'cause his shit hotter
I how it feels
Nah, I'm lyin', I know how it feels
I just know that everywhere I go a nigga 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 you enjoyed this shit though
I hope, I hope you this as a blessing, you know?
This, this is a lot of pay-per-view time gettin' right now
I know you not used to this, you a little
But okay, my son, you know I still fuck with 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
fuckin' ugly, nigga
You ugly, nigga
Fuck outta