
The Best of Queens (It’s Us) DJ Clue (Ft. Mobb Deep)
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[Intro: DJ Clue]
Uh huh, yeah
Cluminati..
Q.B. (New Mobb Deep)
For the year 2G
(Best of Queens)
Niggas know what the fuck I'm talkin bout
If they don't hear, how they know?
(It's the DJ Clue)
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Nigga we don't play that shit, and spray that clip
You frontin ass nigga, we slay that kid
We never drink champagne in the club we got the Henney up
We copped a Chevy truck jew bangs be heavy plus
We got the halls poppin
We got the dance floor movin back, when we start wylin
Only when they play our shit, you reach for my chain
We gon bang, we scuff niggas, we cut niggas
We slide wit da bitches
And hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens niggas
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, cuz we got the toast
Think about it
M.O.B. double D. E. double P. kidd, flee 'fore you bleed
And for y'all fagget ass rappin ass niggas
Y'all put out hits, we put out classics
Uh huh, yeah
Cluminati..
Q.B. (New Mobb Deep)
For the year 2G
(Best of Queens)
Niggas know what the fuck I'm talkin bout
If they don't hear, how they know?
(It's the DJ Clue)
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Nigga we don't play that shit, and spray that clip
You frontin ass nigga, we slay that kid
We never drink champagne in the club we got the Henney up
We copped a Chevy truck jew bangs be heavy plus
We got the halls poppin
We got the dance floor movin back, when we start wylin
Only when they play our shit, you reach for my chain
We gon bang, we scuff niggas, we cut niggas
We slide wit da bitches
And hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens niggas
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, cuz we got the toast
Think about it
M.O.B. double D. E. double P. kidd, flee 'fore you bleed
And for y'all fagget ass rappin ass niggas
Y'all put out hits, we put out classics
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