Lyrics:
at nigga
Queens where you at staten island where you at
Yea im from the nine they call it the land
Shooters by the deli i hope you understand
Feds in the van
But I'm due for luck she won't be creaped
By the end of this song in her mind in my arms she leaps
Now if that is just not the case highlight my ass
kinda scared, cause I know he ain't gonna take his charge
He ain't prepared, and he'll have to face that
And I just needed another ride to the race track
(Neptunes, start that)
(Yeah)
(Of course)
I'm, I'm actually waitin' on the bus now
Yeah, he says that we have some kind of special assignment
Yeah
Yeah
Sin
Queen N I
We on our way out the door
Yeah
I got a story to tell that I woke up in hell
And I'm praying to heaven when I'm smoking a L
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are
ass like quiche, crack a smile like Shanice
Straight outta Jamaica, seen? Jamaica, Queens
But you could find me out in Georgia, or anywhere in between
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
You ain't got bars, so you won't have me close
This is my time, aquest és el meu any
He parit al meu àlbum, és el meu afany
De tot el que ve és només
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign
The game is mine I'm so far in I'm speaking
our race
My nigga Thugga Thugga would be free, I pray he beat his case (his case)
Picture the industry when it's missin' me
Niggas run they mouth
in the shells like a taco that's what he ate
You went to work but you aint seen him yo homie
I snuck in his crib and I shot him bitch you are
gotta get rid of em, memories I think on the regular
Energy, I'm feeling so elegant
Diamond dreams they sponsored by Elliot
Give and receive, I will
one, that got my eyes open
Cos he's the man of the sun, the sunny king
The shiniest one that got to win
Back to the wave blow by the strength of the sea
judge, it's our life
Keep somebody that I love close by
Cause' they want me to die with my closed eyes
We gon' put him in the trunk if he OT
He tried
for an album, didn't need my rhyme book
Uphill both ways by foot
Sleepin' on me, turned nightmares to dreams
Like I'm misunderstood
Motivate myself,
us we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens
Black is watchin' child soldiers gettin' killed by other children
Feelin' sick, like, "Oh shit, this
by society
And I know you don't care about me
Amadou Diallo, they killed him for nuttin'
No crime he did not do!
And just like him there were others
Uh
This go out to my dog Kato
Rest in piece, baby
He's the kingpin
Dogs that I call my friends
Prayin' for all my friends
Things I do for my
appropriate for a African king
Girl you right girl you can be my African Queen
And we can raise some babies that are blacker than we
Blacker than me
Move em
over matter
You don't even think you matter
So I laid her down like a platter
And I told her take by data
And I fix your bitch
You can have her back
Baby
about?
I think he terrible, music unbearable
Rippin off Mase with that look on his face (oh man)
I rest my case
Kalis, wow, I hate her so much right
smoking on my weed
Infatuated by dollas a nigga coming up from queens
I swear when I catch 'em
I'ma pop em
There ain't no question
I swear ain't no problem
my DNA, you see it started with my pops
In his hayday he probably put your Father in a box
In my hayday, I probably put the product in my sock
Ain't
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