quranic the mc - q'd up lyrics
[intro]
gain, gain, gain gain!
[pre-chorus]
b-tch i’m queued up, you know that i’m ready for whatever
you know that i’m ready it’s whatever
b-tch i’m queued up, you know that i’m ready for whatever
you know that i’m ready it’s whatever
[verse1]
b-tch i’m queued up ain’t no time to chew my food up
i’m out here in the field solo dolo while you boo’d up
if this money a mistake, i make too much and too many if i don’t do the most than i do plenty
i been doing this for a while man, it’s too easy
blind folded, hand behind my back, off two bleezys
still winning getting ready for an ill finish
lil’ b-tch i’m poppin’ but don’t blame it on the pills, n-gg-!
[full chorus]
b-tch i’m queued up, you know that i’m ready for whatever
you know that i’m ready it’s whatever
b-tch i’m queued up, you know that i’m ready for whatever
you know that i’m ready it’s whatever (b-tch i’m q’d up)
whatever it is i’m handlin’ biz for sure, wherever it’s at i land on the map to score
whatever it is i’m handlin’ biz for sure, wherever it’s at i land on the map ugh!
[verse2]
yeah i’m so ready for whatever
meet me in the lobby best not take forever
when we’re together it’s better, yes
ain’t no team fresher than us (nah)
, we something like the pressure that bust
pipes, or make diamonds
your rocks ain’t cut right
but i’m minding my business, you out ya mind with acidic intentions
i’m alkaline and the clout is defining your friendships
i let these clowns frown layin’ em down from a distance
i never back down, you want war then i pack rounds
i’m strapped with facts and more, i got loud packs galore
how that sound? like a dropped bomb
so just know when i see ya it’s on sight, no dot com!
[pre-chorus]
b-tch i’m queued up, you know that i’m ready for whatever
you know that i’m ready it’s whatever
b-tch i’m queued up, you know that i’m ready for whatever
you know that i’m ready it’s whatever (b-tch i’m q’d up)
[bridge]
it’s about to go down, mo’ smoke mo’ rounds
weight up, that’s mo’ pounds
yea i’m blowin’ up, but still might blow you down
it’s about to go down, mo’ smoke mo’ rounds
weight up, that’s mo’ pounds
yea i’m blowin’ up, but i still might blow you down, pow!
[outro]
woo
quranic b-tch i’m taking over
blowin’ up baking soda
pack flip like its yola (hey, hey)
n-gg-s know i am a soldier
i’m the one i thought i told ya
big bars no granola (hey, hey)
quranic dope check the odor
the mc the mind controller
double cup it ain’t folgers (hey, hey)
four leaf clover
hip hop, i’m so lucky she trust me to hold her
(hey, hey) (hey, hey)
..
(b-tch i’m q’d up)
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