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while you clock in Black Glock go “Gothic” on goblins Q be sneaking No option Hennessy in my spleen I bleed what drink I piss as I sip She suck
a bottle But she went to college hill I probably should learn me a trade I'm not tryna see the L Been all in the zone like wild (fuck) But my Q be hurt for
the time Feel like uzi On my P's And my Q's Be minding My business Ion care What u do Stop calling me Slime bro we Is not cool Stop throwing Shit up Stop
who to be Now I'm focused in like only Con-Q could be Living fruitfully BC to AD, it's a measurement Heaven sent, here to tell you where the treasure
It's no wonder summer's a bummer When you can't even breathe the air Best mind your p's and q's Be sure to use those proper pronouns Best mind the words
I just jumped out of whip with friends, gonna shoot video at B&Q Back in school, I was one that was cool, till this day I'm still fucking cool I
à Q.B Depuis Blackout, les choses ont changé Les gens commencent à me vouvoyer Peinture dans le couloir de la maison J'me perds, je deviens philosophe
that shit, don't even got cash yet I floss, try to get away No gats tossed Got drama with my click, I'ma take it to the source Q.B
tilt your glass up this one's for the kids in Arkansas that shot they class up when I smoke I like my hash crushed believe it or not Q-be forever niggas
ready baby, this is turning heavy pateo la pista pero no fronteo los tenis y nunca muero men, yo soy un fucking fenix esto es L.T.Q, yo tengo la B.B.Q
guaranteed So always be on ya Q's and always be on ya P's Lemme tell ya what a women needs, not hard to grow, or to please It's routine, like curry warming up
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They say it's Christmas Time They say it's Christmas Time Santa takes the B.Q.E. through Kings County Brooklyn Snow and mistletoe Brooklyn Bridge
the street got love for me Hollis, South Side, B.K., Q.B. I don't give a fuck nigga, I die for I N see And ride for everybody that'll ride for me All my
kids could eat Compton! Oakland! Inglewood! Long Beach! All the thugs in the street got love for me Hollis! South Side! B.K.! Q.B.! I don't give
step in And all these brave niggaz got you in a daze No one stoopin' all the bitches gettin' paid I like that Ill Will Bring it back, Q-B
who I holler with Yo hood, its my project, exchange objects Yo guns for my teks, yo range for my lex Q.B. to Philly, we control sets I stay
resident, Q-B settlement Hit him on the hill, Jake wonder where the metal went Jump in the Ac-u-ra, then blast a trey Pour this A for those who passed away
Ran it up like a QB Fuck em all if ain't Q Be Independent rap Still got groupies Self made nigga I salute me All i think is bands New hundreds excite
partie sage aussi Oh bae Oh bae J'attrape boule comme Q.B (oh bae) J'prends ta meilleure partie bœuf Kobe, ouah J'aime quand elle obéit pas Et
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I can love you, (I can love you) I can love you better than she can If I told you once, I told you twice, Q. B. throw the bootie, like a groupie for
hier is alles in bedrijf (24) Heb ik yusu Q&B? Ja die vallen onder mij En we maken lange pap, in een hele korte tijd Vroeger wou je half met me doen,
successeurs, prédécesseurs Puissant, du mental à nos processeurs Esprit large comme le Professeur de Q.B Quand faible est le Q.E, à quoi bon le gros Q.I? Ton
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