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Q.B. 1933
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Nine-six, 600

the shit
My mindset, son got wet
I'm vexed
They snatched off his Rolex, his bitch silly
Why niggas acting illy word to Will he bout to it
I feel it, he shoulda been with it
Them niggas sour they put to much flour in their
And got the nerve to why they're broke
we was gleaming, niggas was scheming
Seen the ill Beamers
and doubling cream, had em fiending
To get they fingers on the dosa, I called
these niggas hit the God bring the toaster
Meet me in the Bridge I'm bout to go
Left my rat me to stay and stroke her
He through with two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
two macs inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some to bend me over
My Hav gotta soldier
getting down, it's going down kid
I he might not live, I'm holding back tears
Told broads to put it in gear
With two females that smile digging they style yo
Whattup son, niggas done started something wild
You the clique well, Ramel with the gold in his grill
Tried to get a name the steel
I paid to the females
Maintained bitches when it get
Sos' me close and told me the deal
He said both hoes'll
Spray shots and reload and handle the wheel
em out smoke a Phil' then chill
I layed back status, knowing The Firm got it cornered
We on it, shit we was born

Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, business and
I finesse this, for R.D., we shit
shit, Albert Einstein minds connect wit
Dangerous sons, step back let the tech
Lift you up, bless you with a shorty we set you up
the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, business and
We finesse this, for RD, we chef
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds with
Dangerous sons, back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you wit a shorty we set you up

Hold it right there over
nigga right there inside the Rover
I knew be right here, I told you
get him now, look at him smile, ice Bulova
Polo pullover, big and rocking boulders
He's stunting, after he my man like that
Without a fair chance to back, but I'll be right back
He seen us, Sos' gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, lookin delicious, yo' bidness
And step to him, shake your ass try to him
Do what ya do to get to him
A tight parasuco, young faces
Can turn Buttafuco, of all ages, they was amused
By the way they walked, way talked
Only if they knew these girls'd New York
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, I have you
He jumped out a Jeep, heard her him don't grab boo
They started chatting, was only bout a minute, when
They jumped in the back of the Jeep
We followed them pollying, he thought the hoes Somalian
Probably wanted to hit the Inn
I grabbed the phone and called the Mobb and
We layed low a hour or so these bitches movin too slow
We both holding, what if them hoes started folding
Sosa, say no more, we started rolling
Before we got in they must have him, security wildin
There the girls go, up we out in
The 940, me and two shorties
The punk niggas got murdered in the

Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, and trifeness
I finesse this, for R.D., we shit
shit, Albert Einstein minds connect wit
Dangerous sons, step back let the tech
you up, bless you with a shorty then we set you up

QBC, motherfucker
niggas up
Cause our clique is
day another dollar
More money, more
this shit, Q.B. up in the house