that shit Pour out half of that shit, 'fore you pass it to me nigga! Just missin them summer jams Summer jams at the Apollo, the Greek Fest-es Brooklyn Queens
, we gon make a mill in the end then Going overseas, in the jabos and fresh benefits Decked out to Europe in outfits, steady stacking chips Slanging birds, with a pen
your hips rock Light a L baby let the Crys' pop Get your Tick Tock from this hip hop, anyday [Nas] 5-8 with double-X-L pen saggin blunts draggin But
is "There go Theodore!" Put the ball down, we can't score They pen shit to blackboards, make queens out of wack broads You see us comin'? Fuck that Fam
the kid 'Fore I slay one of these lame niggas in here, straight up [DJ Clue] Yeah, Caller number two You on the line [Verse 2: Queen Pen] I got some
my click, get that face lift shit On your Ms. locked down, you outta bail type shit You a snitchin ass punk on that deep cover shit Never nigga [Chorus] [Queen Pen
quick. Shit outta luck. Fucked and stuck with that rough shit. Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio. Do you hear me though? Give a holla to my niggas in the pen
turned back to Ryu and we started to laugh "We got a show to do tonight," that's what I yelled out the window They pulled up on the side, with a pen and
through your head And they will never be no more Tell me, tell me, about it, damn it [Jae Millz] Aiyo, I move with a click that's wreckless And they
Yayo] Men Of Respect! See us comin through you better respect us! (BROOKLYN!) Papoose... Jimmy! (HARLEM!) Bank$ what's good? It's Yayo nigga! (QUEENS!)
kid 'Fore I slay one of these lame niggas in here, straight up [DJ Clue] Yeah, Caller number two You on the line [Verse 2: Queen Pen] I got some raps