Queensfinest DJ Clue (Ft. Nas)

[Intro: DJ Clue]
Yeah
New shit
My nigga Nas
Queens niggas
Clue!

[Verse 1: Nas]
Slick Rick chains ill nigga
Get brains with the fucking Hilfiger nah
Shit changed I gotta rock something flyer
MacGyver get outta shit smooth like that, getting higher
In these kicks, prince sneakers and jogging suits
Robbin troops, while my revolver shoots
Chinky eyed, devilish grin, purple range rovers
Waking up with hangovers, God damn I need my brain sober
So I jump up in the ride and slide
Me and my nigga Jung, Clue just called he got the purple 5
Damn niggas is live, Queens'd out
Got to put the Carhartt jeans on, I'm fiend out
To this light green Cali weed, Hennessy 'dro
Used to only cop dub sacks but now I cop a O
Six double O, I trick a couple hoes
Get 'em in my car, dirty shit on my fucking floor
Clean that shit up, yo, throw it outside
Took about four hundred G's to cop the bulletproof ride
Bentley Azure, yo, we on a world tour
We got a show on, the top of the coliseum, open doors
Let them Rockaway niggas in
Queensbridge startin' shit, chill, calm it down, we got to blend it in
School of hard knocks shirts, choppin' quarts
From the Hurst, yo Corona play the sideline, yea it works
Yo when we put it all in the same fam
Yo round up the queen's click, Check out the game plan