Nas – Queens Finest lyrics

[Nas]
Slick Rick chains ill n***a
Get brains with the f**ing Hilfiger nah
sh** changed I gotta rock something flier
MacGyver get outta sh** smooth like that, gettig higher
In these kicks, prince sneakers and jogging suits
Robbin troops, while my revolver shoots
Chinky eyed, devilish grin
Purple range rovers, waking up with hangovers
God damn I need my brain sober
So I jump up in the ride and slide
Me and my n***a Jung, Clue just called he got the purple 5
Damn n***as is live, Queensed out
Got to put the Carhartt jeans on
I’m fiend out, til this light green Cali weed
Hennessy ‘dro, used to only cop dub sacks but now I cop a O
Six double O, I trick a couple hoes
Get ’em in my car, dirty sh** on my f**ing floor
Clean that sh** up yo, throw it outside
Took about four hundred G’s to cop the bulletproof ride
Bentley Azure, yo we on the world tour
We got a show on, the top of the coliseum, open doors
Let them Rockaway n***as in
Queensbridge startin’ sh**, chill, calm it down, we got to blend it in
School of hard knocks shirts, choppin’ quarts
From the Hurst, yo corona play the sideline, yea it works
Yo when we put it all in the same fam, yo round up the queen’s click
Check out the game plan
[Hook: repeat 2X]
Queens n***as rock ice and smoke hyrdo
We keep heat for the beef, it never hide yo
Young n***as gettin cash and cop pies yo
Queens b**hes stepped it up with thick thighs yo
[Nas]
Columbian brown skin, Queensed out from public housing
Comes the one known as the God’s Son child, rappers is bowing
Look at ’em, they roll me red carpets
Praising me as one of the dead prophets
When I talk these n***as heads bobbin
Straight out of Queens with TNT, they did their first drug sting
With 1-800-CopShot, thinking it was first scene
With D.A. and cop k**ings laws was made
10 G’s to a witness, who’ve seen a cop get sprayed
What’s on the AGQ club or club Mercedes
Sunrise, movie theaters to chill with our ladies
Load up the 80’s cause cop k**in Queens is crazy
40 to Baisley, Q-Gardens to Woodhaven
To AQ, the brew, the borough that Gotti was made in
Whips on the Van Wyck, Queens day or Shea Stadium
Anything that’s transported to New York
Got a come through the gates of either 2 airports
Kennedy and LaGuardia, we come through to body you
Bloodhounds follow you; wolves will get on top of you
Push twin Camaros, paper here to Somalia
Blaze off double barrels, shells follow you
[Hook]

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