Luyện nghe bài hát Queens Finest

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, it out
Niggaz know, niggaz know where we comin
And it's gon' go down this..

Yo, I no name, I cause pain, people'll cry
My size vary at the scenes, homocide bag me
Try to trace me back to my
I put niggaz in chairs to pine boxes way up the stairs
Niggaz use red dots, make me follow they
I hit cops, be raw, tip is ten thou' cash
I'm metamorphic, I'm forced to
Dum-dums to tips; unfortunate, you can buy me legit
I get heated I seperate my shell
the pin in my back, I bang like (?) I got some nerve
They jam right? But I still get and heard
I hit niggaz legs for fame, my lead through, shit in the
I leave a red stain I'm sprayin
I'm as the B-U-double-L-E-T, and S-L-U-G
Enough'll make you D-I-E, Queens (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Algado &
Yo car -- top down, on point -- real route
Set it off -- thug it out, a heist -- peel out
Fingerprints -- ain't none, black -- no face
Cash -- no sweat, Jakes come -- no trace

Aiyyo fuck these niggaz let's ride on these
It's so simple Dunn I'm down and fuck around
Comb the hood, in two Excursions
Lookin for this nigga so we can him
Parked in front of his for like two hours
around the corner for a few hours
Came back, there he go, let's go, nigga ours
out the truck, went right at the coward
The gun showers, rain on these niggaz they
He didn't saw it comin..
Hopped back up in the trucks, light the tree up
I need that Dunn, havin to deal, with fake niggaz
and fake bitches, give me that Dutch, it's never
O.D. off of us (Queens Finest)
It's enough, bitches O.D. off of us (yeah yeah)

Can I rap, can I rap?
We keep it under, no rotunda, with the thunder
Mad traffic, and I still buddy it
Put your name on the
just to it, the project ghetto favorite
mat trap, the Yacub and the rat
Bill Clinton of the ghetto, respect my
Tecs and 'caine, the nearly stretched the lane
Ridiculous, how my spit, fake fishes
Non-religious, Christians pay visits
for a month, and mix a lot in the trunk
Ice fuckin full of skunk, double barrel of
Kick rhymes priests, I'm a golden boy
I got a brand new whip, and it's boy
Fiends love me, they see I'm still holdin
(Queens Finest, yeah, Queens Finest, yeah yeah)

Watch me flow, a like me all about dough
your hoe, and have her hard to find like 'dro
You know we Rov', come through, tinted lay low
But of these niggaz don't show 'til ya blow
Don't, come through Queens, if shorty act stank
Be like, "Mami you meet me halfway?"
Shook cause the crooked side done took a long
Niggaz on runnin the gauntlet, fuck with
that heartless, picture me, you carcas
CNN Mobb shit, don't let us to plot shit
Dunn I got this, better learn from what I spit
Hail the God kick, bow to what this nigga live
Bunch of dead niggaz get hit when reneg'
Like it's hard to find your fuckin
I be up in the cut, in the bushes, up
last from where you took it, you Now I'm good kid

[Algado &
Queens Finest.. and got the click behind us..
Yeah yeah.. Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. lefrak.. Finest.. and Q.B.
Queens Finest.. Jamaica.. Finest.. and all over..