Cormega - Straight Outta QB (feat. Poet) lyrics
[Cormega - Straight Outta QB feat. Poet lyrics]
Motherfker named Cormega
In a Viper chromed out beyond measure
I got your girl and, wit' a Sterlin'
Automatic that'll have your ass twerlin'
Niggas know if they ever fk wit' me
The police gonna have to come get me
Off your ass, I don't really give a fk
Bitch motherfker, I should really hit you up
Niggas wanna mumble, when I come through
Iceberg jeans and ice comin' out the sleeves
Showin' off on a motherfker like that
Cause I'ma hustler slash rapper
Life's a bitch
My gun smoke'll make ya catch cancer
Nigga I rep' the street till I rest in piece
If you wanna bring your vest and heat
My projects'll be the last
Place you ever see
So when you in my neighborood
You better duck cormega is crazy as fk
When it's on, your ass better mean it
Cause when I come back boy
I'm comin' Straight Outta Queensbridge