Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Pt. II

to the don
There's you can do
To make me run away from this game here, game here
And there is no
To put the to Kim no, Kim no
Yes I'm telling you from the
I will break your heart (uh huh)
nothing you can do
So respect the don
There is no you can say
That it would the Kim no, better listen

I'm gonna, them, murder them
Any competition I'm murder them
I'm gonna, blow off they
Blow off whip
All you emcees, I'm gonna, blow off your whip
When I'm gone, you will my shit
When I'm gone, wanna spit my lyrics
But I'm gwan, I'm not gon' put up with
I swear to God, you jealous make me sick
See, I got all day
gon' pay
Got things to do and to be
I'm 'bout to take what's owed to me
from Bedford-Stuyvesant
The livest one, we right here, we here, we right here

All y'all, let it go, no disrespectin
Four years Doubt drop, eleven million records sold
Five nigga, two
Dogs who be grinnin, then
Try to get out of line, cases pendin'
niggas got it coming, say May-June
Six dropped cock-suckers stay tuned
Jay everyday, no days off
No drippin' and I took the shades off
You rock with me? Slug you one comfortably
Put you back where stomach should be (ill)
I'm dangerous when tempted, left alone
Best believe the gun got Syndrome
Beretta sounds like 'Berreepp' when thrown
heading for a cold place, youngin', dress warm
Too much hustle, too to touch you
Little fucks you, go
PS Jay, PS
L-Y-N, out my way
Me and P.S. to the K
I to the M, B.I. to the end

my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
Weak emcees, with
balla like, lyrics I call em like I see them G
You sound like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, at these
Weak
Y'all niggas got audacity
You a million, now you half of me
Get off my dick, it bitch

for BI? Then bust one in the sky
Haters your back
We bust one in ya eye
It's down tonight
So don't get outta
Enough tri-ed
But men-a di-ed
Biggie crowned me, Miss Queen forever
Even left me thrown and an iced out tiara
What?! What the fuck, who the fuck, fuck
this Brooklynite bandit
Blow you off the
This girl, never no-one
But if you this girl
It gwan bum bum (wha?!)
a bum bum

my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
emcees, with these
Supreme balla like, lyrics I call em like I see G
You niggas like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, at these
emcees
Y'all niggas got audacity
You sold a million, now you of me
Get off my dick, it bitch

Bum bum BI bum bum
a bum bum
a bum bum