QB Finest - Da Bridge 2001
[Verse 1: Millennium]
Aiyyo, the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity
Bricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries
Pull out long guns, pop out casualties
It's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me
The Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly
Step back enemies, death trap, feelin’ me?
Six blocks, losin' my mind, runnin' from D’s
These P's got me usin' my nine, I pop off
[Verse 2: Nature]
Y'all know the place where stars is from
Every night it sparks off and the crowds'll run
We leave chicks trippin' over strollers, slip, it's over
In Queens, you be the victim 'til you get to know us
Your hood’s bogus, my hood be keepin’ it crunk
So much be jumpin' off I ain’t sleep in a month
Y'all can play the front line, I be deep in thе cut
Drive through, y'all can't peep it enough, you in the Bridgе, nigga
[Verse 3: Capone]
You must pay homage to my projects, we thorough to the end
Only jail and death divide us from rap to the crack suppliers
Out-of-towners get knocked off, we regulate block laws
I had the hood like Watts flooded with cop force
QB to the cracks in the pavement
Mr. Everything that re-center pool for stacks in a basement
Niggas understand the drama we bring
The legacy, dynasty upholding the ring where QB is king, what!
[Verse 7: Tragedy]
For you, I take a fifth to the head until I earl
Boomerang dunn, QB bust they gun
Keep them PC niggas on the run, one
Mahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis
The last verse, "T.O.N.Y." remember this
Resurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic
You synthetic, your gangsta’s cosmetic
I move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it
[Outro: Prodigy]
Yo, aiyyo, yo—
Aiyyo, the Queensbridge associations breeds similarity
Bricked up, chipped off rocked out salaries
Pull out long guns, pop out casualties
It's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me
The Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly
Step back enemies, death trap, feelin’ me?
Six blocks, losin' my mind, runnin' from D’s
These P's got me usin' my nine, I pop off
[Verse 2: Nature]
Y'all know the place where stars is from
Every night it sparks off and the crowds'll run
We leave chicks trippin' over strollers, slip, it's over
In Queens, you be the victim 'til you get to know us
Your hood’s bogus, my hood be keepin’ it crunk
So much be jumpin' off I ain’t sleep in a month
Y'all can play the front line, I be deep in thе cut
Drive through, y'all can't peep it enough, you in the Bridgе, nigga
[Verse 3: Capone]
You must pay homage to my projects, we thorough to the end
Only jail and death divide us from rap to the crack suppliers
Out-of-towners get knocked off, we regulate block laws
I had the hood like Watts flooded with cop force
QB to the cracks in the pavement
Mr. Everything that re-center pool for stacks in a basement
Niggas understand the drama we bring
The legacy, dynasty upholding the ring where QB is king, what!
[Verse 7: Tragedy]
For you, I take a fifth to the head until I earl
Boomerang dunn, QB bust they gun
Keep them PC niggas on the run, one
Mahti specialist, 2-5 the nemesis
The last verse, "T.O.N.Y." remember this
Resurrect through the birth of my seed, crime genetic
You synthetic, your gangsta’s cosmetic
I move niggas telekinetic, who wanna set it
[Outro: Prodigy]
Yo, aiyyo, yo—
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