Dj Clue?

Dj Clue? - Queensfinest lyrics

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Slick Rick chains ill nigga

Get brains with the fuckin Hilfiger nah

Shit changed I gotta rock somethin' flier

McGiver get outta shit smooth like that, get higher

In these kicks, prince sneakas, jogs is loose,

robbin truce, while my revolver shoots

Chinky eyed, devils is grin 

Purple range rovers, wakin up with hangovers 

God damn I need my brain sober

So I jump up in the ride and slide 

Me and my nigga Jon Clue, just called he got the purple 5

Damn nigga's is live, Queensed out

Got to put the card hard jeans on

I faked out, til this light green caliweed

Henisee dro, use to only cop thug sacks but now I cop a oh

Six double oh, I trick a couple hoe's

Get em in my car, dirty shit all in the fuckin floor

Clean that shit up now throw in outside

Took about four hundred G's to cop the bulletproof ride

Bentley its on, yo we on the world tall

We got a show on, top of the coliseum open doors

Let them rock-a-way nigga's in

Queens bridge startin' shit, chill, calm it down we got to blend it in

School of hard knocks shirts, choppin' hurts

>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



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Queens's nigga's rock ice and smoke hydro

Keep heat for the beef and don't hide yo

Young nigga's get cash and cop rides yo

Queens bitches, stepin up with thick thighs yo



Queens nigga's rock ice and smoke hydro

Keep heat for the beef, we never hide yo

Young nigga's gettin cash and copin rides yo

Queens bitches, stepin up with thick thighs yo



Cause every in brown skin

Queensed out from public housin

Comes the one known as the garson child, rappers is bowin

Look at em, they roll me red carpets

praisin me as one of the dead profits

When I talk these nigga's heads bobbin

Strait out of queens with TNT, they did there first drug stain

With one and hundred cop shots, niggas with first scene

With D-Days and cop killin, laws was made

10 G's to a witness, you seen a cop get sprayed

What's on the AGQ club or club Mercedes

Sunrise, movie theaters to chill with our ladies

Load up the 80's cause cop killin craz is crazy

40 to basely, Q gardens to woodhaven 

To AQ that got booted barrel goddy that was made in

Whips on the vanwick queens day and shy stadium

Anything that's transported to New York

got a come through the gates of either 2 airports

Kennedy and Luigudia we come through bod of you

Bloodhounds follow you; wolves ill get on top of you

Push prints Camaro's paper here to Somalia

Blaze off double barrels, shall follow you



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