kool g rap & 38 spesh - upstate 2 queens lyrics
[verse 1: 38 spesh & kool g rap]
[38 spesh]
yo, hey yo
all these guns i collect is to x you out
i’m overqualified for the next shootout
caught him broad day, right before they let school out
he got left with the left of his chest blew out
[kool g rap]
my real n-ggas moved out and loosed out wit’ two out
issues out, tool in his mouth, threw his screws out
caught him a with a couple, put potatoes on the muzzles
part of his face muscle on the landscape and rubble
[38 spesh]
that man made a puddle, told his b-tch he can’t lay or cuddle
since ’96 my hands stayed in trouble
married to the money, me and them bands made a couple
my ambition met c0ke and mandated doubled
[kool g rap]
my k!llas move around where fake handshakes’ll slug you
[38 spesh]
duct tape and a shovel, man they in trouble, how you hustle?
[kool g rap]
i’m captain kirk with the work, i run the enterprise
none of my workers been inside ’cause they women live
[chorus: 38 spesh]
n-gga what’chu mean? (n-gga what’chu mean?)
i was raised by the pimps, the ogs, and fiends
we don’t f-ck wit’ your team (we don’t f-ck wit’ you n-ggas)
got a clique full of k!llas from upstate to queens
n-ggas bl–dy up the scene (hit ’em up, hit ’em up)
when they come through your block with them 50 shot machines
you don’t want what i bring (you don’t want what i bring)
keep a cup full of liquor, i don’t f-ck with the lean, n-gga
[verse 2: 38 spesh & kool g rap]
[kool g rap]
we that real bad decision, catch a permanent incision
cartier’s for the vision, n-gga money the religion
shirley temple curl, k!llas stirrin’ in the kitchen
that west side connect, baby, outta town, i twist ’em
[38 spesh]
got a lot of guys in prison, who mama cried in visits
and they tryna’ find prescriptions for they homicide addiction
you tryna’ find a misses, i’m tryna’ find them riches
so i started pimpin’, learnt how to monetize my b-tches
[kool g rap]
‘kid, that drama’s highly vicious; you gon’ see it when that shotty pop (huh)
and take pieces off your frame like the body shop
[38 spesh]
i’m inside of his b-tch mouth like a lollipop
crack got me hot so i opened up the molly spot
[kool g rap]
you get done dirty here, kid, this a gotti block
treacherous three on the squeeze, i make your body rock
[38 spesh]
a-yo, g, how many slugs do the shotty got?
[kool g rap]
i put at least twelve sh-lls inside of papi top
[chorus: 38 spesh]
n-gga what’chu mean? (n-gga what’chu mean?)
i was raised by the pimps, the ogs, and fiends
we don’t f-ck wit’ your team (we don’t f-ck wit’ you n-ggas)
got a clique full of n-ggas from upstate to queens
n-ggas bl–dy up the scene (hit ’em up, hit ’em up)
when they come through your block with them 50 shot machines
you don’t want what i bring (you don’t want what i bring)
keep a cup full of liquor, i don’t f-ck with the lean, n-gga
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