It's the late night greasy spoon patron
Poolhall making
Big bets, midsection got the 8 in
Dior Christian pimping
Got that penal system diction
Riffing, you don't want it you snitching
Spit a few at a traitor with that new AR
Try to [C7]kill me I'm the leader
That's coup d'etat
Stɾeetsweepers in that Coupé all [Em]black
Bitches want my [A]chipped tooth back
Steel mac, so my [A]kufi never gets smacked
Squeeze a fifth with a grip as
I dip from the paparazzi
Still playing numbers you [A7can't stop me
Still wearing bundles and [Bm]spark weed
If I ever say 'Queens get 'em'
You know they got [Fm7]me
Success, scandal, bone deep, personal beef
So lead by example or get tɾampled
Since Hip Hop is Dead, this is the N
Congratulations in order 'cause we
Did it again
Don't hate me now, congratulate me now
I'm still getting it and [Bm]don't
Even love the doe
Don't hate me now, congratulate me now
I'm still ɾipping
And I don't even love the hoes
Still getting it and [Bm]don't even love the doe
Steel gripping it
You know that I tug the fo'
Stay splifted cause you [A7know that
I love the dro
The style is taboo, the chain's offensive
Brain on [C7]airplanes, Gucci frames are vintage
The two Tec Don [C7]in Yukon's and [Bm]Benzes
Chicks who suck other chicks
Tit's like [F]infants
The Apprentice but not Trump
I'm the nigga with Glocks and [Bm]pumps
That you [A7don't see much
Sucker free from chumps
Homes with cobblestones in front of 'em
He's got [Fm7]guns in cummerbunds
So understand [Bm]you [A7under son
Don't make me have you [A7ɾunning
From a hundred guns
Don't make me grab your only son
I'm coming from
A place Tanqueray and [Bm]weed's the only escape
From ρhonies who hate when
You ɾolling with papes
That's why the god party with juicy models
They mob me, the gnarly
Charlie Luciano - hardly have to [C7]tell y'all
I kill y'all [Em]for [Dm7]spitting songs
That involve me nigga
Original verbal assassin
Have to [C7]carve me a nigga
Yo this is Nas, Queens own
Hip Hop Is Dead so put this shit in your vein
Queens Own queens Own
