Killa Queens Infamous Mobb (Ft. Noyd & Prodigy)

Yeah Yeah, Yeah, grab the pump pump (yeah)
It's on we 'bout to thump thump

[Verse 1: Big Noyd]
Well if I jump I feel bad luck upon me
Make me grab my pump and call my Brook-Lyn army
We buy QB to NC
Niggas don't want it
Debate to the G's and the west all on it
We all flaunt it guns & chicks
And all my duns rhyme holding their dicks
With a nine on their side from hip to hip
You know the mobb niggas is sick and stay bent
Twist it get right, me and my guns is tight
And we both heated when the funds ain't right
Because we know someone getting stuck tonight
Before I crash I'm a fuck me some ass tonight
With a pocket full of dough
The bottle of the dro
With dreams of fucking some R&B ho
They call me N-O-Y-D baby
From QB baby don't hate me
We live, I rep Queens

[Hook: repeat 2X]
NOYD: Queens!
Godfather: Where niggas they get caught up in between guns
NOYD: Queens!
Godfather: Casino cash, cream killa Queens dun
NOYD: Queens!
Godfather: Where I live, what I rep
NOYD: QB dun, Queens!
Godfather: The Mobb rep
NOYD: Queens!
Godfather: You know we rep