Luyện nghe bài hát Queens Finest

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

Yo, I gots no name, I pain, people'll cry
My size vary at the murder scenes, bag me
Try to trace me to my leader
I put niggaz in to pine boxes way up under the stairs
Niggaz use red dots, make me follow path
I hit cops, they be raw, tip is ten cash
I'm metamorphic, I'm to switch
Dum-dums to hollow tips; unfortunate, you can buy me
I get when I seperate my shell
with the pin in my back, I like (?) I got some nerve
jam right? But I still get respect and heard
I hit niggaz for fame, my lead through, shit in the game
I leave a red stain whenever I'm
I'm known as the B-U-double-L-E-T, and
Enough'll you D-I-E, Queens Finest (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: & Shoballotti]
Yo stolen car -- top down, on point -- real
Set it off -- thug it out, a heist -- peel out
Fingerprints -- ain't none, black mask -- no
Cash flow -- no sweat, Jakes -- no trace

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

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

Watch me flow, a nigga me all about dough
your hoe, and have her hard to find like 'dro
You know we Range Rov', through, tinted lay low
But most of these don't show 'til ya blow
Don't, wanna come through Queens, if act stank
Be like, "Mami you meet me halfway?"
Shook cause the crooked side took a long trip
Niggaz on runnin the gauntlet, fuck with
niggaz heartless, picture me, you carcas
CNN shit, don't let us start to plot shit
Chill Dunn I got this, better from what I spit
what the God kick, bow to what this nigga live
Bunch of dead get hit when they reneg'
it's hard to find your fuckin crib
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 whole click us..
yeah.. Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. lefrak.. Finest.. and Q.B.
Finest.. Jamaica.. Queens Finest.. and all over..