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 is no emcee
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 just the don
There is no you can say
That it offend the Kim no, better listen

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

All y'all, let it go, no disrespectin
Four years since Doubt drop, eleven million sold
nigga, volume two
Dogs who be grinnin, they
Try to get out of line, four pendin'
Three niggas got it coming, say
Six albums dropped cock-suckers stay
It's Jay everyday, no off
No drippin' and I took the shades off
You wanna rock with me? Slug you one
Put you back where stomach should be (ill)
I'm dangerous tempted, best left alone
believe the gun got Tourette Syndrome
Beretta sounds like 'Berreepp' it's thrown
You're heading for a place, youngin', dress warm
Too much hustle, too to touch you
fucks you, go play
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, at these
Weak emcees, these
Supreme balla like, lyrics I call em I see them G
You niggas like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
Weak
Y'all niggas got some
You a million, now you half of me
Get off my dick, kick it

for BI? Then bust one in the sky
Haters watch back
We bust one in ya eye
going down tonight
So don't get line
Enough tri-ed
But 'nuff men-a
Biggie crowned me, Miss Queen forever
left me this thrown and an iced out tiara
What?! What the fuck, who the fuck, wanna
With this bandit
you off the planet
This girl, troubled 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
Weak emcees, these
Supreme balla like, lyrics I em like I see them G
You niggas sound me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
Weak
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