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the party or the precinct?
Queens cats rock, keep it rugged and recent
My nigga Nore thug it out (thug it out, no doubt)
Phife Dawg bugging out (bugging
I want freedom in my contract
Every fucking album is my life inside a soundtrack
So when it goes down, you already know that I'm bounce back
Put it
Ayo yo, what's the 411, hun?
(What's the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on)
Ayo yo, what's the 411, hun?
(What's
the Lost Boyz album credits
if you open up & look at the cover
you'll see Cop killin' Queens in this mothafucker
and we all represent the Group Home click
say you're so fake
And as the days go by, you can't forget
The way I make you feel like shit
MC's like you, I've seen 'em before
You keep
[Queen Latifah]
Mercifully mercifully mercifully massacre Naughty By Nature
Through it ever time comin at a dance
My man Treacherous MC go
They judge you by your past and try to predict your future
But I got kings in my bloodline, I'm Mensa Musa
My dad came from Africa, he was the first
figure out what's acceptable
The man behind the Cardigan, that album is impeccable
My niggas got the loud homie, if it's stressin' you
We lampin' in
in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just like me
I hope not, I'm tired of dope spots
And fiends that smoke rocks
I've seen far too many niggas'
That you neva heard befo' (aww yeah!)
We comin to take this why'all, take this why'all
We comin to rock this why'all (this is a world premier)
Why'all
much, Shania
And ill try your tears, my queen
You're killing me, marry me, honeeeeey
I love your faces, lipstick, mouth, I love you to, bawaaa
Are you
Who's bad?
She was more like a beauty
Queen from a movie scene
I said, "Don't mind, but what do you mean
I am the one
Who will dance on the floor
Ayo yo, what's the 411, hun?
(What's the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on)
Ayo yo, what's the 411, hun?
(What's
Queens to flip a
Key is a tradition
Yo, live from Jupiter uhh
Still in the after hours with the
Coke heads that rock Pro Keds
Been a criminal since I
his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
gone by tonight
I don't need you niggas she goin hold my pipe
Way that ass shaped take her home my type
Pretty ass face she going rock my mic all night
to the majors, them to the lasers
Beams to the cream, crack rock to the fiends
Fiends to the jails, jails to the tails
All of your dreams that you
Thought it had
When you see us comin know it's time to collect
Niggaz be like, "Here come the IRS!"
Kick down doors, shoot through walls
Queen Bee's a movement,
will get you by tonight
Just a little push `n` you`ll be smilin`
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you smoke your pot
And you
make bcbg do the milly rock
Pre chorus
I make hip hop sound like its dirty pop
Wanna give you a hint coz my album bout to drop
I'll make quick hit
up my check
I've been workin' on album and I really don't get no rest
And violent by the nature and I pull up with the set
If you not with smoke bitch
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
Ain't no more waiting on niggas,
Either u on by yourself or u not on at all they mistake for niggas,
Yeah,
Done being helpful,
Fuck am I nice to these
And to think you could hang with me
I never would spit this game for free
I'm the T-double-O, S-H, O-are-T
I rock all stages and any parties
Any my style is
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