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Ruk: |
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Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queen******ridge ******s...crud love baby.. |
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Aiyo, I zone out |
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Feelin' like I'm in Capone's house |
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Starin' at Manhattan and The Bridge with the chrome out |
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Ki's on the table, black tanktop, long cable |
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Thoughts of overtakin' the table |
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Dismantle and disable |
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Verbal, made fatal, what drug paper do |
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Straight duct tapin', apin' a few |
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Takin' Mo' and Henny straight and things loose |
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Puffin' the fruits, thug in a duece |
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Flaggin', pants saggin', ******' ya goose |
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I'm like nothin' to you |
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Dumpin' the Rug' and your group in a red coog' |
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Jump in the Isuzu and cruise |
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Blank tints, bulletproof, red Timb boots |
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****** loose, license plate screamin' "****** you" |
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Drunken days, I wish ya'll knew |
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Thug dreams, what it means to you |
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Red seams, triple beams |
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40 inch blings, Ill Will the ******' team |
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This for my ******s in the Bridge from Queens. |
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Chorus (Nas) |
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Illmatic Ice, Goon, Sonny, and Smitty (real ******s) |
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Big Felton, Chick, Petey, and Sarge (real ******s) |
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Yambo, Bar, Spank, and Will (real ******s) |
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Some is here, some died in the field (real ******s) |
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Richie, Luke, Arkay, Marty, Tahay (real ******s) |
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Rico, Black, Party Rob, and Eighty (real ******s) |
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Y.G., Nut, Foul One, and Lord (real ******s) |
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Blink, Ice, Cliff, Super nice, and Draws (real ******s) |
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Verse 2: (Nas) |
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Bumpy Johnson style, old timers, crocodile shoes |
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Pinky rings, big rounders with tools, bossin' wild crews |
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Slacks, overlaps, applejack hats quarterfield coats |
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Cadillacs with white walls and chrome wheel spokes |
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They were organized, investin', had a piece of the hood |
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They had drugs, bettin' numbers, police understood |
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They played the Cotton club, red carpet, hoes on they arm |
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Plush mink, pimped out gangsta, civil rights wasn't won |
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Every Chris******as they were Santa Claus, Nichson was the Anti-Christ |
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******* asses were bigger then, sniffin' nose candy white |
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Listenin' to Malcolm speak, talcum powder, shaving cream |
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Layin' back, barber chair, straight razor clean |
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Babies were born, big families started to blossom |
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Mad people just applied for apar******ents and got 'em |
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Used to be rules to this game of hustlers and dealers |
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From Tommy guns to MAC Tens it's Q.B.'s newborn killers. |
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Verse 3: (Ruc) |
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96 buildings of children, guns, and bad feelings |
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Q.B. see we rep by the Millions |
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Each block, ten spots, a hundred different villians |
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In abundance my dunnettes run this drug dealin' |
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Stash the jums in hallway cielings |
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Gangsta paradise, watch the ice, ****** make a killin' |
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In the cut on the steps yo gettin' good neck |
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Only in the projects, we die with respect |
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******* ******s quiet as kept will riot the set |
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Six blocks of real ******s vexed |
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Assorted irons and vests, stress on they chest |
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20 half a G's on Henny, Son, the whole hood is wet |
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In memory of...who's next? |
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Train they set, lend they Teck, earn your check |
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******, you better rep |
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Real ******s come out the projects |
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40 to the 41st, Vernon to the 12th. |
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Chorus (Nas) |
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Sherm the Worm, High, Papoose (real ******s) |
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Black Ed, Killa Black, Wee-Wop (real ******s) |
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Body G, Divine, Hot Day (real ******s) |
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J.L., Earnie, Q.T. (real ******s) |
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Karate Joe, Big Killa, Beefstick (real ******s) |
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Lloyd, Floyd, ******s we miss (real ******s) |
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Al Womack, *******, World, and Fun (real ******s) |
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Goodfellas, 40 Busters, Young Guns (real ******s) |
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Vernon Posse, Tre Bag, Black Born (real ******s) |
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Green Eyes, Small Shan, Duhan (real ******s) |
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Peace, Tommy, Ron, Keyshawn (real ******s) |
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Herb, Bohound, Crazy (real ******s) |
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Jungle, Horse, Wiz, Bravehearts (real ******s) |
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Havoc, Prodigy, Mobb Deep (real ******s) |
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Killa Kids, Infamous Mobb (real ******s) |
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Rambo, Face, Shayquan (real ******s) |
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L.E.S., Big Things, Nashawn (real ******s) |
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Crime Fam, Ron, Smack, Don, Alawn (real ******s) |
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Justice, Understanding, Joe Grimes (real ******s) |
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Lou, Frank, John, Hope, Fall Guy (real ******s) |
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J-Roc, Bumpy, and Little Black (real ******s) |
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The list is gettin' too long for this track (real ******s) |
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Gangsta, Gangsta, Gangsta...to all my real ******s from Queen******ridge, |
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From the grave, in a cage, or walkin' on stage doin' they thing gettin' |
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Paid...my ****** Mr. Ruc who don't give a ******, |
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Queen******ridge to the death ******s, |
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2001 and so on and so on... |
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(Ruc) |
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My ****** Bowser, my ****** Spank, shoutouts to Sudan, |
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QBC's finest, Bing, Crime Fam, Killa Kids, Malik The Hitler, |
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Hot Bars, Mo King, shouts to Pop, Wild Gremlins, Germ and Norm, |
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Let's get it on..... |