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[00:04.19]Nas
[00:04.38]Uhh. (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:04.57]Q.B. since 1933 (no doubt)
[00:06.45]To nine-six (nine-six motherfucker)
[00:09.41]Check the shit
[00:12.33]Nine-six, Escobar 600
[00:18.54]Check the shit
[00:19.76]My mind's set, son got wet, I'm vexed really
[00:22.59]They snatched off his Rolex, smacked his bitch silly
[00:25.08]Why niggas actin' illy? Word to Will, he 'bout to feel it
[00:27.50]I feel it, he shoulda been dealt with it
[00:29.79]Them niggas sour, they put to much flour in their coke
[00:32.56]And got the nerve to wonder WHY THEY'RE BROKE
[00:34.34]While we was gleamin', niggas was schemin'
[00:36.39]Seen the ill Beamers beamin'
[00:37.70]Triple-beam and doublin' cream had 'em fiendin'
[00:40.04]To get they fingers on the dosa, I called Sosa
[00:42.60]"Sosa, these niggas hit the God, bring the toaster
[00:45.26]Meet me in the Bridge, I'm bout to go loca"
[00:47.39]Left my rat beggin' me to stay and stroke her
[00:49.47]He came through with two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
[00:52.19]With two MACs inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
[00:55.34]I need some Henn to bend me over, my nigga Hav gotta soldier
[00:58.40]It's gettin' down, it's goin' down kid (I got this, I got this)
[01:00.11]I heard he might not live, I'm holdin' back tears
[01:02.39]Told these broads to put it in gear
[01:04.01]With two females that don't smile, diggin' they style, yo
[01:06.93]What up son? These niggas done started somethin' wild
[01:09.40]You know the clique well, Rhamel with the gold in his grill
[01:11.83]Tried to get a name, holding the steel
[01:13.85]I paid attention to the females
[01:15.50]Maintained bitches when it get real
[01:17.62]Sos' pulled me close and told me the deal
[01:19.02]He said both hoes'll peel
[01:20.75]Spray shots and reload and still handle the wheel
[01:23.32]Point 'em out, smoke a Phil' then chill
[01:25.16]I laid back, Escobar status
[01:26.90]Knowin' The Firm got it cornered, we on it, shit we was born with
[01:30.09]Spark the lye, Q.B.C. yo it's do or die
[01:33.05]In this, business of trifeness
[01:34.88]I finesse this, Boyardee, we chef shit
[01:37.59]Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds connect wit'
[01:40.15]Dangerous sons, step back let the TEC lift
[01:42.74]Lift you up, bless you with a shorty then we set you up
[01:45.24]Spark the lye, Q.B.C. yo it's do or die
[01:47.94]In this, business of trifeness
[01:49.84]We finesse this, Boyardee, we chef shit
[01:52.58]Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds connect wit'
[01:55.14]Dangerous sons, step back let the TEC lift
[01:57.61]Lift you up, bless you with a shorty then we set you up
[01:59.97]Hold it right there, pull over
[02:01.32]That nigga right there inside the Rover
[02:03.22]I knew he'd be right here, I told you
[02:05.04]Let's get him now, look at him smile, ice Bulova
[02:07.56]Polo pullover, big links and rockin' boulders
[02:10.07]He's stuntin', after he left my man like that
[02:12.29]Without a fair chance to fight back, but I'll be right back
[02:15.38]He never seen us, Sos' gave the MAC to Venus
[02:17.82]And Vicious, lookin' delicious, handle yo' business
[02:20.32]And step to him, shake your ass, try to screw him
[02:22.88]Do what ya gotta do to get to him
[02:24.78]A tight Parasuco with young faces
[02:26.90]Can turn niggas Buttafuoco, of all ages
[02:29.40]They was amused by the way they walked, way they talked
[02:32.67]Only if they knew these girls had sprayed New York
[02:34.84]If they had to, heard him ask Venus, "Could I have you?"
[02:37.56]He jumped out a Jeep, heard her tell him "Don't grab, boo"
[02:40.32]They started chattin', was only bout a minute, flat when
[02:43.15]They jumped in the back of the Jeep laughin'
[02:44.95]We followed them pollyin', he thought the hoes were Somalian
[02:47.98]Probably when they hit the Holiday Inn
[02:49.67]I grabbed the phone and called the Mobb and them
[02:51.66]We laid low about a hour or so, these bitches movin' too slow
[02:54.67]We both holdin', what if them wild hoes started foldin'?
[02:57.66]Sosa said "Say no more", we started rollin'
[03:00.02]Before we got in they must have shot him, security wildin'
[03:02.91]There the girls go, hurry up we out
[03:04.85]In the 940, me, Sosa and two shorties
[03:07.84]The punk niggas got murdered in the orgy
[03:09.88]Spark the lye, Q.B.C. yo it's do or die
[03:12.95]In this, business of trifeness
[03:14.99]I finesse this, Boyardee, we chef shit
[03:17.42]Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds connect wit'
[03:20.18]Dangerous sons, step back let the TEC lift
[03:22.63]Lift you up, bless you with a shorty then we set you up
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[03:29.18]Q.B.C., Queensbridge motherfucker
[03:31.15]Roping niggas up
[03:33.43]Cause our clique is thick
[03:35.97]Another day, another dollar
[03:38.47]More money, more murder
[03:41.25]Fuck this shit, Q.B. up in the house
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