Infamous Mobb - Killa Queens Lyrics - Free Agents: The Murda Mixtape - Mobb Deep

Yeah Yeah, Yeah, grab the pump pump (yeah) 

It's on we 'bout to thump thump 

[NOYD verse] 

Well if I jump I feel bad luck upon me 

Make me grab my pump and call my Brook-Lyn army 

We buy QB to NC 

Niggas don't want it 

Debate to the G's and the west all on it 

We all flaunt it guns & chicks 

And all my thuns rhyme holding their dicks 

With a nine on their side from hip to hip 

You know the mobb niggas is sick and stay bent 

Twist it get right, me and my guns is tight 

And we both heated when the funds aint right 

Because we know someone getting stuck tonight 

Before I crash I'm a fuck me some ass tonight 

With a pocket full of dough 

The bottle of the dro 

With dreams of fucking some R&B hoe 

They call me N-O-Y-D baby 

From QB baby don't hate me 

We live, I rep Queens 

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[Chorus: repeat 2X] 

NOYD: Queens! 

Godfather: Where niggas they get caught up in between guns 

NOYD: Queens! 

Godfather: Casino cash, cream killa Queens thun 

NOYD: Queens! 

Godfather: Where I live, what I rep 

NOYD: QB thun, Queens! 

Godfather: The Mobb rep 

NOYD: Queens! 

Godfather: You know we rep 

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[Ty Knitty verse] 

I blow dro in Q-boro 

Ain't nothing change same boro 

Just more places now 

I'm tatooed up now 

Still rep 41st, 'til I be put up in the hearst (you heard?) 

Even after that yo my daughter and my son 'gon live on 

7, 1, 8 zip code triple 1, O,1 

A yo its queens, money, whips and fiends 

Bald heads and fades, du rags and waves 

Can't forget about braids 

Niggas don't rock like us 

Ain't no hood like us 

A yo I rep QB 'til I R.I.P 

96 buildings 6 blocks in QB 

Everyday is like a movie, so you know we had to pursuit it 

First joint "murda muzik" 

A yo y'all niggas 'gon feel it 

The hood is running wild 

Every clique 'gon throw it up 

Y'all know what up 

Queens don't give a fuck 

[Chorus 2X] 

[Twin Gambino verse] 

Queensbridge, and thats how it is 

If I can't I get you I'm a bring it to your kids 

Your moms, whatever it takes to strike back 

I'll be waiting in your crib with the mack 

Black gloves, no mask so you can see my face 

And realize QB ain't playing no games 

We think long range 

So we can ride for the kids 

And look out for my niggas up north doing bids 

[Prodigy of Mobb Deep verse] 

Thun we'll stop your shine, we Queens niggas 

Plus my Bed-Stuy niggas will shoot up your medinas 

We the black entrepenuers we the black mobb 

I told you it was more real than words can muster 

I see you faggots don't listen wanna bite my shit 

You better walk with security my niggas dump clips 

Catch you with your rap clique, and beat the shit out y'all 

You could have a 30 deep entourage 

You could have guns galore, shanks and more 

We can bang to the EMS come and haul us off 

I could give a fuck for what projects you ride for 

We got dogs out there and we not scared 

Nigga I'm not the one, we not the team 

Matter fact don't even wirte me back see me in the streets 

See me at the next show 

Catch me at the club 

We terrorize y'all niggas thun 

[Chorus 4X]