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lirik lagu dell nellson – ps & qs

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[intro]
(lemme get all the sh~t ready, hold on, one second) yeah
(yeah, turn the mic up a little bit) yeah
(aight we good right there, lemme see) yeah
(yeah we good right there, we keep it right there, yeah let’s get it) yeah

[verse 1]
guns and roses flowers up in this artillery
november rainin’ bodies and the bullets shootin’ slippery
is it ’cause [?]? am i playin’ p~ssy fearfully?
usually my muscle memory [?]
choppin’ all thе [?] and the [?] on the counter
but not bеfore a n~gga go savage, pay the founder
[?] territory be the head counter
countin’ all them nappy waves and durag braids
lookin’ sideways only [?] you in your driveway
got the ducktape for mr. motherf~ckin’ typeface
used to spit hate but that n~gga was a lightweight
on the [?] but a molly with the prime date
self~proven veteran, keep my clout and letterman
mr. david go ahead and ‘nounce who i’m better than
needle in the haystack, find me in the center then
so engulfed by jealousy and hatred, n~gga don’t pretend
like you clappin’ hands, you really wanna see my final dance
curtain closin’ early so there’s no [?] in advance
[?] fears got these motherf~ckers in a trance
p~ssy ass n~ggas scared but real n~ggas take a chance
love the p’s & q’s a n~gga stackin’ w’s
that bullsh~t that you talkin’, every word is excuse
the hood that you claimin’ sayin’ everything’s a ruse
gettin’ ready as i’m tyin’ up my money shoes
[pre~hook]
hang my head high as i’m hunting p’s & q’s
hang my head ’cause a n~gga never lose
hang my gun high as i’m stalkin’ p’s & q’s
hang my rep high as i’m comin’ for you

[hook]
p’s & q’s chasin’, leavin’ b~tches on the pavement
p~ssy think he famous so i had to leave him chainless
p~ssy think he bangin’ so i had to bring a stainless
p~ssy he made it so i had to go and raid it
go~getter n~gga so a n~gga had to split him
runnin’ with the foe, best believe we done l!cked him
p’s & q’s stalkin’, death is really gonna fit him
[?] in my mind really done hit him

[verse 2]
the reputations and the skellies, you want it
the puppy eyes and p~ssyfootin’ couldn’t get you no luggage
steppin’ in the lion’s den, n~ggas know when you’re frontin’
talkin’ ’bout the struggle meals, my n~gga where was you slummin’?
cookin’ up the stove, powder up the neighbor’s nose
shootin’ up the foe, wake ’em up way below
[?] show, i’m the reason that they drove
many hours just to see a body all alone
refuse to be that coffin or the n~gga that’s walkin’
fearful of the coffin and the neighborhood stalkin’
mr. rogers walkin’ as these n~ggas’ jaws lockin’
fear is up and stalkin’ as these n~ggas’ hair knockin’
pump fakes and hooks got these motherf~ckers shook
terrified of crooks, n~gga [?] out the book
read as they should, really wishin’ that they could
gettin p’s & q’s just like nellson would
[pre~hook]
hang my head high as i’m hunting p’s & q’s
hang my head ’cause a n~gga never lose
hang my gun high as i’m stalkin’ p’s & q’s
hang my rep high as i’m comin’ for you

[hook]
p’s & q’s chasin’, leavin’ b~tches on the pavement
p~ssy think he famous so i had to leave him chainless
p~ssy think he bangin’ so i had to bring a stainless
p~ssy he made it so i had to go and raid it
go~getter n~gga so a n~gga had to split him
runnin’ with the foe, best believe we done l!cked him
p’s & q’s stalkin’, death is really gonna fit him
[?] changes in my mind really done hit him

[outro]
you know what?
sometimes it’s better just to be quiet and sh~t, you know my n~gga?


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