Tory Lanez - Don Queen (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Tory Lanez - Don Queen (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Yo, we only doin' this shit once
It get real frightening, you know?
I get real disrespectful when
niggas get neglectful
of what we do over here
Highbridge stand the fuck up, yeah
Canada!
Uh, live from the DM, I'm
hollerin' at your BM
We discussin' which color casket
you 'bout to leave in
I did this shit for no reason,
I'm lettin' rookies battle
But how did I get in this battle
with A Boogie's shadow?
Big Apple, New York City, more to pity
How could I beef with a dude only
poppin' in four cities?
I made Forbes with Diddys and
sat top floors with 50s
And now I'm fully open, I
play the bully on 'em
Call for your squad, you
rest, you get decimated
You lookin' like a Styles P
nephew that never made it
Forever hated on niggas
like Boogie and me
'Cause we was poppin' in New York
and every hood that you see
The day you beat me will
be the day you see see
HOT 97 feedin' you more lovin'
than they feed me
Don't let these niggas gas you
on that podcast and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but
only one of y'all on TV
Only one of y'all'll see awards
and eat with the stars
It ain't really hard to figure
out who I'm speakin' up for
Now that my foot and knee in
the door, let's talk about
it, no walkin' out it
We 'bout to see Le'Quincy body
with the chalk around it
I got the full baggage
You drive a Jeep Wrangler,
the basic edition,
shit ain't even the full package
Someone tell Quincy I turn
beef into mince meat
Hottest of the century, why
did he go up against me?
I show niggas love and hatred
niggas wanna throw back
He tempted me but never had
this energy for Kodak
You paid DreamDoll for a feature
to get the pussy
And somehow you think
you fuckin' with me
The first night I seen DreamDoll
I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow
you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's
Gucci headband and wore
it in his cover art
Why battle with A Boogie's shadow?
He ain't even a chapter,
he ain't even a factor
QP and Bubba touchin' way
more money than him,
they ain't even the rappers
It hurts when you kill
a nigga you love
Ironic that the salt thrown from
the niggas that's slugs
Chewin' these niggas with no ingestion
I got a real message for my
brother Quincy, my nigga,
it's time to go get tested
It's a couple hoes in Starlets
I know you infected
You really out here fuckin' raw
with a scrotum infection
And what's worse is you know it,
still you go unprotected
You need to focus on a hit,
need to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q
in the ho nigga section
Go get injected with whatever medicine
you need to clear up
'Cause them pills ain't workin'
for every time it flare up
Yuck, I'ma let you breathe on that
I'm really beggin' that you think
about your physical health
You'll never see your fuckin'
album on a physical shelf
I'll beat your ass, whip
your kid with the belt
You never flipped it to sell
You're not a hustler, your
daddy was a customer
I got the info from your baby
mama playin' nympho
You drive a foreign but
them 25 hundred dollar
hosts ain't enough for you
to pay those rentals
You a shameless mental, well
my aim is mental, fuck it
My whole mood I showed y'all fuck it
My dick, I done told y'all suck it
I'll punch your fat ass
in your stomach
And make everything in it go up it
You wrote a tape for your
nigga that died
You made a promise it would pop and
that the shit would be live
Hurts that you had to
tell my nigga a lie
'Cause that mixtape flopped
and so did your other five
Put the gun aside, my nigga,
you ain't the one to shoot
Big guns, nigga, you
got locked for a 22
Pussy gotta keep a gun on his waist
'Cause you lil' niggas scared
to get punched in your face
Jada said it best, Quincy
made his bed to rest
Invest in a better vest
Better for my case, these bullets
rather hit your head than chest
Quit actin' like you the mob
You tryna play Gianni
But you got ran out of
Amazura and Avianne
The Bridge is over, The Bridge is over
I got an extra long clip that'll
hit your soldiers
My hand shoot like shampoo hit
his head and shoulders
I'll send his nine year old a Barbie
just to send condolence
Uh, not the money on the head
40 minutes on stage can put
a hundred on his head
I made so much millis and
hundreds of this bread
I can have the whole Highbridge
comin' for his head
Top floor, Glock's stocked in
the top drawer by the 38
Bound to bring Le'Quincy Anderson
up to the pearly gates
Your daughter just came
from turnin' eight
And takin' L's right in front of her
is what you tryna perpetrate?
All this blood make me regurgitate
Don't let my Bronx niggas move and
have to boost up the murder rate
But since we're goin' here,
I'll let you know I'm here
'Cause this record right here's 'bout
to give you more shine than
A Boogie ever gave you
in your whole career
I spit fire, you from the
east side of the Bronx
you just a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my nigga Mula
'cause his shit hotter
I know how it feels
Nah, I'm lyin', I don't
know how it feels
I just know that everywhere I go a
nigga know I'm s'posed to be real
And I don't know how exposin'
me feel, fuck nigga
Just to keep it real, I'm only
doin' this shit with you once
You know, I. I hope, I hope you
enjoyed this shit though
I hope, I hope you take this
as a blessing, you know?
This, this is a lot of pay-per-view
time you're gettin' right now
I know you not used to this,
you a little frightened
But it's okay, my son, you know
I still fuck with you, nigga
And you know, I mean, at
least off of this,
at least the celebrities might
know your name now, you know?
Like I hope I did that for you
Oh, in other words too,
you wild ugly, nigga
Wild fuckin' ugly, nigga
You wild ugly, nigga
Fuck outta here
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