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To nine-six motherfucker
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Nine-six, 600

the shit
My mindset, son got wet
I'm really
They off his Rolex, smacked his bitch silly
Why niggas illy word to Will he bout to feel it
I feel it, he been dealt with it
Them sour they put to much flour in their coke
And got the nerve to why they're broke
we was gleaming, niggas was scheming
Seen the ill Beamers
Triple-beam and cream, had em fiending
To get they on the dosa, I called Sosa
Sosa these hit the God bring the toaster
Meet me in the Bridge I'm to go loca
Left my rat beggin me to and stroke her
He came through with two fly bitches, and Vicious
With two inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some Henn to me over
My nigga Hav gotta
getting down, it's going down kid
I heard he not live, I'm holding back tears
Told these broads to put it in
With two females that don't smile digging style yo
Whattup son, these niggas started something wild
You know the clique well, Ramel with the in his grill
Tried to get a holding the steel
I paid attention to the
Maintained bitches it get real
Sos' pulled me and told me the deal
He said hoes'll peel
shots and reload and still handle the wheel
Point em out smoke a Phil' then
I layed back Escobar status, knowing The Firm got it
We on it, we was born with

the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, business and
I finesse this, for R.D., we shit
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein connect wit
Dangerous sons, step let the tech lift
you up, bless you with a shorty then we set you up
Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, and trifeness
We finesse this, for RD, we chef
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds with
Dangerous sons, step let the tech lift
you up, bless you wit a shorty then we set you up

Hold it right pull over
That right there inside the Rover
I knew he'd be here, I told you
get him now, look at him smile, ice Bulova
Polo pullover, big links and rocking
He's stunting, he left my man like that
Without a fair to fight back, but I'll be right back
He never us, Sos' gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, lookin delicious, handle yo'
And step to him, shake ass try to screw him
Do ya gotta do to get to him
A tight parasuco, with faces
Can turn Buttafuco, of all ages, they was amused
By the way walked, way they talked
Only if they knew these girls'd spray New
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, I have you
He jumped out a Jeep, heard her him don't grab boo
They started chatting, was only bout a minute, flat
jumped in the back of the Jeep laughing
We followed them pollying, he the hoes were Somalian
Probably wanted to hit the Inn
I grabbed the phone and called the and them
We layed low about a hour or so bitches movin too slow
We both holding, what if them hoes started folding
Sosa, say no more, we started rolling
Before we got in they have shot him, security wildin
There the girls go, up we out in
The 940, me and two shorties
The niggas got murdered in the orgy

Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, and trifeness
I finesse this, for R.D., we shit
Perfect shit, Einstein minds connect wit
sons, step back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you a shorty then we set you up

QBC, QueensBridge
Roping up
Cause our clique is
Another day another
money, more murder
Fuck this shit, Q.B. up in the