Give Me (feat. Noreaga)

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Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Doin' our thing in Queens
 We had dreams about bein' emcees
 An' there was no concern about so an' so
 An' these record companies
 But now we all are grown
 An' the spots is gettin' blown
 Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD
 Nah, we ain't none of them B
 Gimme, so gimme
 Nore, Phife Dawg an' Abstract
 Gimme to everyone in the world
 Nore, Phife Dawg an' Abstract
 Yo, when I rap, all my niggas love Abstract
 Yo, from Far Rock to Flushing, concussion
 Every time a nigga rhyme it's like we get our bus' on
 I used to ride a dollar van an' really get my bus on
 Yo, from South Don to El Segundo
 All my niggas gettin' high, yo, an' still livin' on the run though
 Get a lotta dough, so now we have a lotta fun though
 Q U, two E's, N, S, all we really care about is money, cheba an' sex
 What, what, what
 Niggas get faded, never outdated
 Give it to the world, 'cause for long they waited
 Shorty's online to cop the new CD
 So hip hop'll bust nut in graffiti
 We could two piece it or we could just seize it
 Shorty, you're my shit, 'cause my style wild decent
 What's it gonna be, the party or the precent?
 Queens cats rock, keep it rugged an' recent
 My nigga Nore thug it out, thug it out, no doubt
 Phife Dawg buggin' out, buggin' out, no doubt
 The Love Movement, no doubt, Love Movement, no doubt
 Ali Shaheed get a shout, shout it out, no doubt
 Yo, better things, hold on, take a time out
 Huddle up, yo, Queens niggas won't fuck it up
 Keep my Southside niggas just playin' the cut
 While my Queensbridge people stay roughin' you up
 East Elmhurst, Carona, Iatola
 Keep the caller ID on the Motorola
 Gotta keep the po-po on the payola
 Queens niggas shut it down, so now it's all over
 One nine two, the bully Fram Lou
 Merrick Van Wig holler, Shaft got brew
 Head up Jamacia Ave, cop a tape by DJ Clue
 Move to the acre, sippin' on a Guinney booze
 Scoopin' ladies up in babies makes my day complete
 Freestylin' over beats for my peoples in the street
 This is a place where stars are born
 Linden to Lawton, we keep it hot like porn
 Doin' our thing in Queens
 We had dreams about bein' emcees
 An' there was no concern about so an' so
 An' these record companies
 But now we all are grown
 An' the spots is gettin' blown
 Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD
 Nah, we ain't none of them B
 Gimme, so gimme
 Nore, Phife Dawg an' Abstract
 Gimme to everyone in the world
 Nore, Phife Dawg an' Abstract
 Check it out like that
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Duration
03:52
Key
11
Tempo
94 BPM

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