Luyện nghe bài hát Don Queen (Don Q Diss)

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

Yo, we doin' 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 which color casket you 'bout to leave in
I did this shit for no reason, I'm lettin' battle
But how did I get in this battle with A shadow?
Big Apple, New City, more to pity
How could I beef with a dude 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 your squad, you rest, you get
You lookin' a Styles P nephew that never made it
Forever on niggas like 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 more lovin' they feed me
Don't let these niggas gas you on that and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but one of y'all on TV
Only one of see awards and eat with the stars
It ain't really hard to out who I'm speakin' up for
Now that my foot and 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 baggage
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the edition, shit ain't even the full package
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 throw back
He tempted me but never had this for Kodak
You paid DreamDoll for a to get the pussy
And you think you fuckin' with me
The first night I seen DreamDoll I her for free
And now you walk around like you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother
This nigga found Soulja Boy's Gucci headband and it in his cover art
Why battle A Boogie's shadow?
Why battle A Boogie's shadow?
He even a chapter, he ain't even 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 that the salt thrown from the niggas that's
Chewin' these with no ingestion
I got a real message for my Quincy, my nigga, it's time to go get tested
It's a couple in Starlets I know you infected
You out here fuckin' raw with a scrotum infection
And what's worse is you it, still 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 section
Go get injected whatever medicine you need to clear up
'Cause them pills ain't workin' for 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 your ass, whip your kid the belt
You flipped it to sell
You're not a hustler, your was a customer
I got the info your baby mama playin' nympho
You drive a foreign but them 25 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 told suck it
punch your fat ass in your stomach
And everything in it go up it
You a tape for your nigga that died
You made a promise it would pop and the shit would be live
Hurts that you had to my nigga 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 niggas scared to get punched in your face
Jada it best, Quincy made his bed to rest
Invest in a vest
Better for my case, these bullets rather hit head than chest
Quit actin' you the mob
You play Gianni
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 hit his head and shoulders
I'll send his nine year old a Barbie just to send
Uh, not the on the head
40 on stage can put a hundred on his head
I made so much millis and hundreds of bread
I can the whole 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 turnin'
And L's right in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate?
All this blood make me
Don't let my Bronx niggas move and have to up the murder rate
But since we're goin' here, I'll let you know I'm
'Cause this record right here's 'bout to give you more than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career
I spit fire, you from the east side of the Bronx, you just a Highbridge
You mad at my nigga Mula 'cause his shit
I how it feels
Nah, I'm lyin', I don't how it feels
I just know that I go a nigga 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 this shit with you once
You know, I.... I hope, I hope you enjoyed this 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 you not used 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 might know name now, you know?
Like... I I did that for you
Oh, in other too, you wild ugly, nigga
fuckin' ugly, nigga
You wild ugly,
outta here