Queens Finest Lyrics - Singles - Capone-n-noreaga

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 

dumb-dums to hollow tips; unfortunate, you can buy me legit 

I get heated when I separate 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 be -you-double-L-E-T, and S-L-you-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, want to 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..