Luyện nghe bài hát Don Queen (Don Q Diss)

[Skit: Nicki Minaj & Flex]
gotta do that
And Don Q
that?
Yeah, yeah, because was—they...
that?

Yo, we only this shit once
It get frightening, you know?
I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of what we do over
Highbridge stand the fuck up,
Canada!

Uh, from the DM, I'm hollerin' at your BM
We discussin' color casket you 'bout to leave in
I did shit for no reason, I'm lettin' rookies battle
But how did I get in this battle with A Boogie's
Big Apple, New York City, more to
How could I beef with a only poppin' in four cities?
I made Forbes with and sat top floors with 50s
And now I'm fully open, I play the on 'em
for your squad, you rest, you get decimated
You lookin' like a P nephew that never made it
Forever hated on niggas like and me
'Cause we was poppin' in New York and every hood you see
The day you me will be the day you see see
HOT 97 you more lovin' than they feed me
let these niggas gas you on that podcast and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but only one of on TV
Only one of y'all'll see awards and eat the stars
It ain't really to figure out who I'm speakin' up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door, talk about it, no walkin' out it
We 'bout to see Le'Quincy with the chalk around it
I got the full
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit even the full package
Someone tell Quincy I turn beef mince meat
of the century, why did he go up against me?
I show niggas love and hatred niggas wanna back
He tempted me but never had this for Kodak
You paid DreamDoll for a to get the pussy
And somehow you think you fuckin' me
The first night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for
And now you walk around like you got one up on me
Nigga please, your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's Gucci headband and wore it in his art
Why battle with A shadow?
Why battle A Boogie's shadow?
He ain't even a chapter, he ain't a factor
QP and Bubba way more money than him, they ain't even the rappers
It hurts when you a nigga you love
Ironic that the salt thrown from the niggas that's
Chewin' niggas with no ingestion
I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, time to go get tested
It's a couple hoes in Starlets I know you
You really out here raw with a scrotum infection
And what's worse is you it, still you go unprotected
You to focus on a hit, need to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the ho section
Go get injected whatever medicine you need to clear up
'Cause pills ain't workin' for every time it flare up
Yuck, let you breathe on that
I'm really that you think about your physical health
You'll never see your fuckin' on a physical shelf
I'll beat your ass, your kid with the belt
You flipped it to sell
You're not a hustler, your daddy was a
I got the info from your mama playin' nympho
You a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain't enough for you to pay those rentals
You a shameless mental, my aim is mental, fuck it
My mood I showed y'all fuck it
My dick, I done y'all suck it
I'll punch your fat ass in stomach
And everything in it go up it
You wrote a for your nigga that died
You made a it would pop and that the shit would be live
Hurts that you had to tell my a lie
'Cause that mixtape flopped and so did your other
Put the gun aside, my nigga, you ain't the one to
Big guns, nigga, you got for a 22
Pussy gotta a gun on his waist
'Cause you lil' niggas scared to get in your face
Jada it best, Quincy made his bed to rest
in a better vest
Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head than
actin' like you the mob
You play Gianni
But you got ran out of Amazura and
The Bridge is over, The is over
I got an long clip that'll hit your soldiers
My shoot like shampoo hit his head and shoulders
I'll send his nine year old a Barbie just to send
Uh, not the money on the
40 minutes on can put a hundred on his head
I made so much millis and of this bread
I can the whole Highbridge comin' for his head
Top floor, Glock's in the top drawer by the 38
Bound to Le'Quincy Anderson up to the pearly gates
daughter just came from turnin' eight
And takin' L's in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate?
All blood make me regurgitate
Don't let my Bronx move and have to boost up the murder rate
But since goin' here, I'll let you know I'm here
'Cause 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 a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my nigga Mula his shit hotter
I how it feels
Nah, I'm lyin', I know how it feels
I just know everywhere I go a nigga know I'm s'posed to be real
And I don't know how me feel, fuck nigga

Just to keep it real, I'm only doin' shit with you once
You know, I.... I hope, I hope you enjoyed this though
I hope, I hope you take as a blessing, you know?
This, this is a lot of time you're gettin' right now
I know you not used to this, you a little
But it's okay, my son, you know I still with you, nigga
And you know, I mean, at off of this, at least the celebrities might know your name now, you know?
Like... I hope I did for you
Oh, in other too, you wild ugly, nigga
Wild ugly, nigga
You wild ugly,
Fuck here