Luyện nghe bài hát Don Queen (Don Q Diss)

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

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

Uh, live from the DM, I'm at your BM
We discussin' which color casket you 'bout to in
I did this shit for no reason, I'm lettin' battle
But how did I get in battle with A Boogie's shadow?
Big Apple, New York City, to pity
How could I beef with a dude poppin' in four cities?
I made Forbes with and sat top floors with 50s
And now I'm open, I play the bully on 'em
Call for squad, you rest, you get decimated
You lookin' like a Styles P nephew never made it
Forever hated on niggas like 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 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 body with the chalk around it
I got the full
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain't the full package
tell Quincy I turn beef into mince meat
Hottest of the century, why did he go up me?
I show love and hatred niggas wanna throw back
He tempted me but had this energy 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 somehow you got one up on me
please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle A Boogie's shadow?
Why battle with A shadow?
He even a chapter, he ain't even a factor
QP and Bubba touchin' way more money than him, they ain't the rappers
It when you kill a nigga you love
Ironic the salt thrown from 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
a couple hoes in Starlets I know you infected
You really out here fuckin' raw with a infection
And what's worse is you know it, still you go
You need to focus on a hit, to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the ho nigga
Go get injected with whatever you need to clear up
them pills ain't workin' for every time it flare up
Yuck, I'ma let you breathe on
I'm really beggin' that you think about your physical
You'll never see your fuckin' album on a physical
I'll your ass, whip your kid with the belt
You never it to sell
not a hustler, your daddy was a customer
I got the info from your baby playin' nympho
You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain't for you to pay those rentals
You a shameless mental, well my aim is mental, 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 nigga that died
You made a promise it pop and that the shit would 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 gotta keep a gun on his
'Cause you niggas scared to get punched in your face
Jada said it best, Quincy 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 tryna Gianni
But you got ran out of Amazura and
The Bridge is over, The is over
I got an extra long clip hit your soldiers
My hand shoot like shampoo hit his head and
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 on his head
I made so much millis and hundreds of this
I can have the whole comin' for his head
Top floor, Glock's in the top drawer by the 38
Bound to bring Le'Quincy Anderson up to the pearly
Your daughter just came from turnin'
And L's right in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate?
All this make 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
'Cause this record right here's 'bout to give you more shine than A Boogie gave you in your whole career
I spit fire, you the east side of the Bronx, you just a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my nigga Mula 'cause his shit
I how it feels
Nah, I'm lyin', I know how it feels
I just know that everywhere I go a know I'm s'posed to be real
And I don't know how exposin' me feel, fuck

Just to keep it real, I'm only doin' this shit with you
You know, I.... I hope, I hope you this shit though
I hope, I hope you this as a blessing, you know?
This, is a lot of pay-per-view time you're gettin' right now
I know you not to this, you a little frightened
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 might know your name now, you know?
Like... I I did that for you
Oh, in other words too, you wild ugly,
Wild ugly, nigga
You ugly, nigga
outta here