feat. BraveheartsNas
[Verse 1 - Nas]
Hats offto da rich ones who flash and floss
Pour some liquors out to my dogs trapped up north
Reminisce on the deceased who no longer exist
Only wishin we could bring them back with songs like dis
Old flicks on us chillin wit da old time click
Holdin ninesthoughts of deathnot our lives we risk
How it use to beearly mornpumpin in shifts
Jakes wit pale faces in the night is the scariest
They handcuff methey knew my government and alias
Various calls were made up for awarin us
The D s in the marked vans and cabs
In our landhoodrats get stapped by niggas who forty
Turnin out young lady s and make them make thoughties
Got them coked outthe hood is bugged out
Thug babiesfamous in they strollers
Before they walk they knew the hood talk
It s in the air of New York
So everybody ll pick em upkissin em up
Treatin them like they ownin dis hood we call home
Fist fight till we grown and these guns come out
Circle of lifeit s kinda deep how we end out. [Chorus]
Yo them niggas that wanted beef before
Don t want no beef no mo
Now that they know who I rep with
QB NIGGA!!!
Who I rep with
QB NIGGA!!! (repeat) [Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
Ya ll niggas better sober up before ya ll speak to medon t come at me high
Last rapper that raised his voice to megot japped in da eye
Now if I say I m gone get youI ma get ya
On da strength of da inffrom long range I can hit ya
You find out them niggas who wit ya ain t even wit ya
After da gem stars split yayou need an MD to stitch ya
Peep how I use words to paint pictures
Peep how I got niggas with bodies askin me for ten cents to got hit ya
Look my name up in the law bookCurtis Jackson
Known for creatin actionby rapidly clappin
Nigga I stay strappedso much I nickname gats
Got a tech I call Tinaa nine I name Nina
Two niggas went to see Allah afta they seen her This QB shitbout to take me to da next level
Next cribnext Benznext bitchnext bezel.
It s that real. [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Bravehearts] (Millennium ThugHorseJungleWiz)
Yoaiyyowho da fuck wanna war
I got a four fourpierce ya ll niggas jaw
You see me thugged outiced outGuinness Stout
Hopin out the Range wit da gun out
Smack your man downyou ran off
I was gonna hit him with twoI left some for you
I put fourQB rugged and raw
I got somethin for these rap catsfish held back gats
Scope wit a beam on itloc put your cream on it
Shine don t scheme on itI make your dream about it
Foreverwhatever whatever get gully
Shots thru your leather and clotheWith your skelly off
Break ya ll clowns off
Yo hollow tips will flood your jacketI don t give a fuck who you be
Millennium Thugnow who da fuck want it with me. I mastered the art of slap boxin niggas in da dark
QB s big manHorse of the Bravehearts
I m da Sasquash of rapcollector of gats
Testin macks at your bulletproof vests and hats. How bout thatguns bust offI bust back
When trucks backfireI bust back
How bout thatstomp a muhfuckin rib out ur back
Ya ll niggas ain t gangsta rapya ll click like Josey and the Pussycats
When we come around da frontstop. Uh huhya ll can t fuck around ya ll get dropped
When guns popwho s tellin
Twin barrel nines wavin and yellin QB NIGGA WHAT
Two-time felonstraight to da melonstraight to da dome
Send a nigga backget da shellsgo straight home
Never slipmy +Ill Will+ to survive is so deep
Can t sleepcousin to deathmakes me weak
Pullin triggers at my shadowBravehearts pop up
WizJungle and Horse shot your block up. [Chorus 2]
Them niggas that wanted war before
Don t want no war no mo
Now that they know who I rep wit
QB NIGGA!!
Who I rep wit
QB NIGGA!! (repeat)

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