Luyện nghe bài hát Q.u. Hectic

I my eyes to the streets where I was raised as a man
And to use my hands for protection
In scuffles, throw all my blows in
I'm coming Queens motherfucker carrying guns in couples
And wilding, a Q-U
From Lefrak to Rockaway back to
Black it's only crack sales niggas act like that
Back in the days we could scrap, now you lay on back
As things changed with time I in my knuckles for a Mac-10
And rather the life of crime
my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's liable to start too wild for you
to, Baisley, Forty-P get down
And you outta town represent your ground
Them niggas bleed just like us so show em we come from
Queens; niggas done Son
The Mobb hectic

Shit is for up in Queens we get hectic
Shit is for we abouts to get hectic

As we on the corners like we always do
Son get that loot quick, spending like I never had shit
I'm living large pushin luxury
that shit is outta reach, anybody in my way gets scarred
Permanently
And if you're pussy, then motherfucker get in you fit in
As I walk the streets
Son I got mad beef, I'mma blast you you blast me
That's my cause nowadays you gotta be relentless
Grab my Mac and a nigga senseless
try to play me if you do you better D.O.A. me
Son I got em shook a little baby for shields
You got drama run for shelter for
Pour some for the ill ain't no time to chill
Hit em up cause I'm quick to like this
Wet 'em up with the MAC scratch em off my
Show em, the real of drama you never had it
Til you bumped heads with the
Ain't nuttin' soft or sweet, I lift you off feet
When I cock back the heat, whole crews

Ain't nothing soft or sweet, I lift you off feet
When I cock back the heat crews retreat

We hectic
is for real we abouts to get hectic

Everything is real inside my these days
You can't make it if you ain't affiliated with
A lifetime of living
Throughout the beef accumulated many slugs have been given
But wilding the way to be living
You're only gonna end up bloody on a shivering
Or locked up, caught the beast
Meanwhile on the street no more peace
My man, Sto-Bo, kid hold own
In a cell locked down not far home
And at the same on the outside I'm representing
Still packin heat you cowards keep stepping
Getting high, cause of the lye, I can't lie
I move the crowd poppin slugs in the sky
Why come around if you afraid of what's over
My man put the bug in my ear

On the real, for real, but it gets realer
Real like an innocent child that turn
It's thing like that that makes things iller
And makin cream sticks if you ain't a drug dealer

(It's) only facts out of my mouth piece
As far as I can see these streets is getting
Q, U, too much to get into
And niggas regret they begin to
Regardless of your or what you been through
Pause for a second, open your eyes and think,
Life ain't the game it seems to be
Fuck a I'm living in reality
Caught up in this untouchable
Hit you up bad, make you loose a few
I need to slow down, movin through life at a speed
all the slow runners pass by me
I can see you, due to, my Queens education
Speaking in behalf of this nation
The Foundation, the nation