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funkmaster flex - qbg lyrics

[funkmaster flex]
prodigy, kool g rap!

[prodigy]
n-gga, i got cash n-gga
i had tooken care of real quick
i ain’t wettin that

[chorus: prodigy] 2x
yo what’s the deal, you a thug or what
we cut you up, n-gga we’ll f-ck you up
what be the drill, we the queens gangstas
infamous mobstas, you a w-nksta

[verse one: prodigy]
see it’s like, twenty-inch wheels
we pull off lots wit the newest hot sh-t, we so ill
spend hundreds on our meals
thousands on our outfits, half a mil on the houses
for thrills, f-ck women in they high heels
till they max out and p-ss out from how it feels
my n-ggas win their appeals (why?)
cuz high-paid lawyers get broke wit big bills
stash boxes conceal the big mills
so if we got problems, somebody get k!lled
and that’s how it is, there’s nothin you can do about it
dead men tell no tales
and if you think a n-gga gon’ squeal, put up his bail
and twist that n-gga when he touch down, huh
for real, i don’t need no sh-ells
i got guns, and m-6 peel, y’all best chill

[chorus] 2x

[verse two: kool g rap]
i’m grown from blastin
you cartoon goons wit no room for ration
flippin the soonest fashion
booms in the room is flashin
sip to your tune wit a p-ssion
zoom in a action, doom wit a mac 10
neighbors tune into the booms when i clap at their men
but i ain’t goin back to the penn
you witness me n-gga, i’m clappin again
knock your brain right on your wrap fringe, lappin
make em crawl out the back of the benz like jacklyn
fbi we bafflin
grab the straps get the gaffling
bgf cl!ck, n-gga we rep sh-t
respect it, before your whole squad get deflected
my tec spit, leave you runnin wit chest hits, red drips
fallin like rain drops, when them things pop
we bang glocks like we coming from bangc-ck
make the pain stop
aim c-ck, flame at your top till your frame drop
you and your name in the lot, flat on the strange block

[chorus, with variations] 4x

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