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1  [Verse 1 - Nas]   [Nas]:             1
  Hats off, to da rich ones who flash and floss  Hats off, to da rich ones who flash and floss
  Pour some liquors out to my dogs trapped up north  Pour some liquors out to my dogs trapped up north
  Reminisce on the deceased who no longer exist  Reminisce on the deceased who no longer exist
  Only wishin' we could bring them back with songs like dis  Only wishin' we could bring them back with songs like dis
  Old flicks on us chillin' wit da old time click  Old flicks on us chillin' wit da old time click
  Holdin' nines, thoughts of death, not our lives we risk  Holdin' nines, thoughts of death, not our lives we risk
  How it use to be, early morn, pumpin' in shifts  How it use to be, early morn, pumpin' in shifts
  Jakes wit pale faces in the night is the scariest  Jakes wit pale faces in the night is the scariest
  They handcuff me, they knew my government and alias  They handcuff me, they knew my government and alias
  Various calls were made up for awarin' us  Various calls were made up for awarin' us
  The D's in the marked vans and cabs  The D's in the marked vans and cabs
  In our land, hoodrats get stapped by niggas who forty  In our land, hoodrats get stapped by niggas who forty
  Turnin' out young lady's and make them make thoughties  Turnin' out young lady's and make them make thoughties
  Got them coked out, the hood is bugged out  Got them coked out, the hood is bugged out
  Thug babies, famous in they strollers  Thug babies, famous in they strollers
  Before they walk they knew the hood talk  Before they walk they knew the hood talk
  It's in the air of New York  It's in the air of New York
  So everybody'll pick em up, kissin em up  So everybody'll pick em up, kissin em up
  Treatin' them like they own, in dis hood we call home  Treatin' them like they own, in dis hood we call home
  Fist fight till we grown and these guns come out  Fist fight till we grown and these guns come out
  Circle of life, it's kinda deep how we end out.  Circle of life, it's kinda deep how we end out.
      
2  [Chorus]   [Refrain:] 2
  Yo them niggas that wanted beef before  Yo them niggas that wanted beef before
  Don't want no beef no mo  Don't want no beef no mo
  Now that they know who I rep with  Now that they know who I rep with
  QB NIGGA!!!  QB NIGGA!!!
  Who I rep with  Who I rep with
3  QB NIGGA!!! [repeat]   QB NIGGA!!! [x3] 3
      
4  [Verse 2 - 50 Cent]   [50 Cent]:               4
5  Ya'll niggas better sober up before ya'll                                              Ya'll niggas better sober up before ya'll speak to me, don't come at me high 5
1  speak to me, don't come at me high   1
  Last rapper that raised his voice to me, got japped in da eye  Last rapper that raised his voice to me, got japped in da eye
  Now if I say I'm gone get you, I'ma get ya  Now if I say I'm gone get you, I'ma get ya
  On da strength of da inf, from long range I can hit ya  On da strength of da inf, from long range I can hit ya
  You find out them niggas who wit ya ain't even wit ya  You find out them niggas who wit ya ain't even wit ya
  After da gem stars split ya, you need an MD to stitch ya  After da gem stars split ya, you need an MD to stitch ya
  Peep how I use words to paint pictures  Peep how I use words to paint pictures
6  Peep how I got niggas with bodies askin'                                          Peep how I got niggas with bodies askin' me for ten cents to got hit ya 6
2  me for ten cents to got hit ya   2
  Look my name up in the law book, Curtis Jackson  Look my name up in the law book, Curtis Jackson
  Known for creatin' action, by rapidly clappin'  Known for creatin' action, by rapidly clappin'
  Nigga I stay strapped, so much I nickname gats  Nigga I stay strapped, so much I nickname gats
  Got a tech I call Tina, a nine I name Nina  Got a tech I call Tina, a nine I name Nina
  Two niggas went to see Allah afta they seen her  Two niggas went to see Allah afta they seen her
  This QB shit, bout to take me to da next level  This QB shit, bout to take me to da next level
  Next crib, next Benz, next bitch, next bezel.  Next crib, next Benz, next bitch, next bezel.
  It's that real.  It's that real.
      
7  [Chorus]             [au Refrain] 7
      
8  [Verse 3 - Bravehearts (Millennium Thug, Horse, Jungle, Wiz)]   [Bravehearts]:                    (Millennium Thug, Horse, Jungle, Wiz) 8
  Yo, aiyyo, who da fuck wanna war  Yo, aiyyo, who da fuck wanna war
  I got a four four, pierce ya'll niggas jaw  I got a four four, pierce ya'll niggas jaw
  You see me thugged out, iced out, Guinness Stout  You see me thugged out, iced out, Guinness Stout
  Hopin' out the Range wit da gun out  Hopin' out the Range wit da gun out
  Smack your man down, you ran off  Smack your man down, you ran off
  I was gonna hit him with two, I left some for you  I was gonna hit him with two, I left some for you
  I put four, QB rugged and raw  I put four, QB rugged and raw
  I got somethin' for these rap cats, fish held back gats  I got somethin' for these rap cats, fish held back gats
  Scope wit a beam on it, loc put your cream on it  Scope wit a beam on it, loc put your cream on it
  Shine don't scheme on it, I make your dream about it  Shine don't scheme on it, I make your dream about it
  Forever, whatever whatever get gully  Forever, whatever whatever get gully
  Shots thru your leather and clothe, With your skelly off  Shots thru your leather and clothe, With your skelly off
  Break ya'll clowns off  Break ya'll clowns off
9  Yo hollow tips will flood your jacket, I                                       Yo hollow tips will flood your jacket, I don't give a fuck who you be 9
3  don't give a fuck who you be   3
  Millennium Thug, now who da fuck want it with me.  Millennium Thug, now who da fuck want it with me.
      
  I mastered the art of slap boxin' niggas in da dark  I mastered the art of slap boxin' niggas in da dark
  QB's big man, Horse of the Bravehearts  QB's big man, Horse of the Bravehearts
  I'm da Sasquash of rap, collector of gats  I'm da Sasquash of rap, collector of gats
  Testin' macks at your bulletproof vests and hats.  Testin' macks at your bulletproof vests and hats.
      
  How bout that, guns bust off, I bust back  How bout that, guns bust off, I bust back
  When trucks backfire, I bust back  When trucks backfire, I bust back
  How bout that, stomp a muhfuckin' rib out ur back  How bout that, stomp a muhfuckin' rib out ur back
10  Ya'll niggas ain't gangsta rap, ya'll click                                     Ya'll niggas ain't gangsta rap, ya'll click like Josey and the Pussycats 10
4  like Josey and the Pussycats   4
  When we come around da front, stop.  When we come around da front, stop.
      
  Uh huh, ya'll can't fuck around ya'll get dropped  Uh huh, ya'll can't fuck around ya'll get dropped
  When guns pop, who's tellin'  When guns pop, who's tellin'
  Twin barrel nines wavin' and yellin', QB NIGGA WHAT  Twin barrel nines wavin' and yellin', QB NIGGA WHAT
  Two-time felon, straight to da melon, straight to da dome  Two-time felon, straight to da melon, straight to da dome
  Send a nigga back, get da shells, go straight home  Send a nigga back, get da shells, go straight home
  Never slip, my +Ill Will+ to survive is so deep  Never slip, my +Ill Will+ to survive is so deep
  Can't sleep, cousin to death, makes me weak  Can't sleep, cousin to death, makes me weak
  Pullin' triggers at my shadow, Bravehearts pop up  Pullin' triggers at my shadow, Bravehearts pop up
  Wiz, Jungle and Horse shot your block up.  Wiz, Jungle and Horse shot your block up.
      
11  [Chorus 2]   [Refrain 2:] 11
  Them niggas that wanted war before  Them niggas that wanted war before
  Don't want no war no mo  Don't want no war no mo
  Now that they know who I rep wit  Now that they know who I rep wit
  QB NIGGA!!  QB NIGGA!!
  Who I rep wit  Who I rep wit
12  QB NIGGA!! [repeat]   QB NIGGA!! (repeat) 12
      


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