Luyện nghe bài hát Infamous Mobb - Killa Queens

Yeah Yeah, Yeah, the pump pump (yeah)
It's on we 'bout to thump

verse]
Well if I jump I feel bad upon me
Make me my pump and call my Brook-Lyn army
We buy QB to NC
Niggas don't it
Debate to the G's and the all on it
We all flaunt it guns &
And all my rhyme holding their dicks
a nine on their side from hip to hip
You know the niggas is sick and stay bent
Twist it get right, me and my is tight
And we both heated when the funds right
we know someone getting stuck tonight
Before I I'm a fuck me some ass tonight
With a pocket of dough
The of the dro
With dreams of fucking R&B hoe
They call me N-O-Y-D
From QB don't hate me
We live, I rep

[Chorus: 2X]
Queens!
Godfather: Where niggas they get caught up in between
Queens!
Godfather: Casino cash, cream Queens thun
Queens!
Godfather: Where I live, I rep
QB thun, Queens!
Godfather: The rep
Queens!
Godfather: You we rep

[Ty verse]
I dro in Q-boro
Ain't nothing change same
Just places now
I'm up now
Still rep 41st, I be put up in the hearst (you heard?)
Even after that yo my and my son 'gon live on
7, 1, 8 zip triple 1, O,1
A yo its queens, money, and fiends
Bald heads and fades, du rags and
Can't forget braids
Niggas rock like us
Ain't no like us
A yo I rep QB I R.I.P
96 buildings 6 in QB
is like a movie, so you know we had to pursuit it
First "murda muzik"
A yo niggas 'gon feel it
The hood is wild
Every clique throw it up
Y'all what up
don't give a fuck

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[Twin verse]
Queensbridge, and how it is
If I can't I get you I'm a it to your kids
moms, whatever it takes to strike back
I'll be in your crib with the mack
Black gloves, no mask so you can see my
And realize QB ain't no games
We long range
So we can ride for the
And out for my niggas up north doing bids

of Mobb Deep verse]
Thun we'll stop your shine, we niggas
Plus my Bed-Stuy will shoot up your medinas
We the black entrepenuers we the black
I told you it was more real words can muster
I see you faggots don't listen wanna my shit
You better walk with security my niggas clips
Catch you with your rap clique, and the shit out y'all
You could a 30 deep entourage
You could have guns galore, shanks and
We can bang to the EMS and haul us off
I could give a fuck for projects you ride for
We got out there and we not scared
Nigga I'm not the one, we not the
Matter fact don't wirte me back see me in the streets
See me at the next
Catch me at the
We terrorize niggas thun

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