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    Capone-N-Noreaga / Lyrics

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    "Queens Finest" Lyrics

    Capone-N-Noreaga feat. Havoc and The Prodigy

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    Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, check it out
    Niggaz know, niggaz know where we comin from
    And it's gon' go down like this..

    [Capone]
    Yo, I gots no name, I cause pain, people'll cry
    My size vary at the murder scenes, homocide bag me
    Try to trace me back to my leader
    I put niggaz in chairs to pine boxes way up under the stairs
    Niggaz use red dots, make me follow they path
    I hit cops, they be raw, tip is ten thou' cash
    I'm metamorphic, I'm forced to switch
    Dum-dums to hollow tips; unfortunate, you can buy me legit
    I get heated when I seperate my shell
    with the pin in my back, I bang like (?) I got some nerve
    They jam right? But I still get respect and heard
    I hit niggaz legs for fame, my lead through, shit in the game
    I leave a red stain whenever I'm sprayin
    I'm known as the B-U-double-L-E-T, and S-L-U-G
    Enough'll make you D-I-E, Queens Finest (yeah yeah)

    [Chorus: Algado & Shoballotti]
    Yo stolen car -- top down, on point -- real route
    Set it off -- thug it out, pull a heist -- peel out
    Fingerprints -- ain't none, black mask -- no face
    Cash flow -- no sweat, Jakes come -- no trace

    [Prodigy]
    Aiyyo fuck these niggaz let's ride on these niggaz
    It's so simple Dunn I'm down and don't fuck around
    Comb the hood, in two black Excursions
    Lookin for this nigga so we can merc him
    Parked in front of his building for like two hours
    Been around the corner for a few hours
    Came back, there he go, let's go, that nigga ours
    Hopped out the truck, went right at the coward
    The gun showers, rain on these niggaz they frontin
    He didn't even saw it comin..
    Hopped back up in the trucks, light the tree back up
    I need that Dunn, havin to deal, with these fake niggaz
    and fake bitches, give me that Dutch, it's never enough
    Niggaz O.D. off of us (Queens Finest)
    It's never enough, bitches O.D. off of us (yeah yeah)

    [Chorus]

    [Noreaga]
    Whaaaat? Can I rap, can I rap?
    We keep it under, no rotunda, with the fully thunder
    Mad traffic, and I still buddy whack it
    Put your name on the affadavit
    just to save it, the project ghetto favorite
    Laundry mat trap, the Yacub and the rat
    Bill Clinton of the ghetto, respect my name
    Tecs and 'caine, the rains nearly stretched the lane
    Ridiculous, how my shit spit, fake fishes
    Non-religious, Christians won't pay visits
    Fast for a month, and mix a lot in the trunk
    Ice fuckin full of skunk, double barrel of pump
    Kick rhymes like priests, I'm a golden boy
    I got a brand new whip, and it's stolen boy
    Fiends love me, they see I'm still holdin void
    (Queens Finest, yeah yeah, Queens Finest, yeah yeah)

    [Havoc]
    Watch me flow, a nigga like me all about dough
    Bonin your hoe, and have her hard to find like 'dro
    You know we Range Rov', come through, tinted lay low
    But most of these niggaz don't show 'til ya blow
    Don't, wanna come through Queens, if shorty act stank
    Be like, "Mami won't you meet me halfway?"
    Shook cause the crooked side done took a long trip
    Niggaz on point runnin the gauntlet, fuck with
    niggaz that heartless, picture me, you carcas
    CNN Mobb shit, don't let us start to plot shit
    Chill Dunn I got this, better learn from what I spit
    Hail what the God kick, bow to what this nigga live
    Bunch of dead niggaz get hit when they reneg'
    Like it's hard to find your fuckin crib
    I be up in the cut, in the bushes, pick up
    last from where you took it, you hit? Now I'm good kid

    [Chorus]

    [Algado & Shoballotti]
    Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
    Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
    Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. lefrak.. Queens Finest.. and Q.B.
    Queens Finest.. Jamaica.. Queens Finest.. and all over...
    This song was submitted on November 15th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Albert Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Victor Santiago, Kiam Holley, Brandon Alfonso Burke, Allen Everett Joseph.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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