Straight Outta Q.B. - Jungle: Cormega: Poet Lyrics

Cormege, Jungle And Poet---Straight Outta Q.B. 

(Cormega) 
Straight outta Queensbridge 
A crazy motherfucker named Cormega 
In a viper chromed out beyond measure 
I got your girl and ??? 
Automatic that'll have your ass twirling 
Niggaz know if they ever fuck with me 
The police gonna have to come get me off your ass 
I don't really give a fuck 
Bitch Motherfucker, I'll severely hit you up 
Niggaz wanna mumble when I come through 
Iceberg jeans and Ice coming out the sleeves 
Showing off on a motherfucker like that 
Cause I'm a hustler slash rapper 
Life's a bitch my gunsmoke will make you catch cancer 
Nigga I rep the streets til I rest in peace 
If you wanna bring your vest and heat 
My projects will be the last place you ever see 
So when you're in my neighborhood, you better duck 
Cormega is crazy as fuck 
When it's on, your ass better mean it 
Cause when I turn bad boy 
I'm coming straight outta Queensbridge 

(DJ) 
Poet is his name 

(Poet) 
And my thunns come 
Sraight outta Queensbridge 
The foulest nigga out in the bridge 
Piss in your Tropicana put it back in the fridge 
New niggaz signed to punk 
Hell no they can't live 
What the fuck you think this shit is, Thanksgive? 
Now let's get right back to how foul I am 
Nobody knows how foul I am 
Scratch my balls, then shake your hand 
Gas a girl to fuck on me and my man 
I do what the fuck I want because I can 
Niggaz try to front, the guns go BLAM! 
Back in the days when coke was 20 a gram 
I was the nigga selling soap for 50 a gram 
And I was the nigga working in your hallway 
Radio blasting early morning Sunday 
Crackheads lined up 
Old ladies dressed up 
Praise the lord, chill y'all 
I know that's messed up 
But I'm the foulest of the foul 
The wildest of the wild 
Shitting on niggaz King Kong style 
Y'all don't like it, then don't buy it 
Can't stand the heat in the kitchen? 
Bounce bitch cause I'm wired 
My whole clique been on some shit 
Mentally sick 
Taking niggaz ice and they're new Bentley whip 
Mothers they come around 
Don't give your baby mothers shit 
Now just how foul can foul get? 
Straight outta Queensbridge 

(DJ) [Jungle] 
Ayyo Jungle [Yo] 
Tell em where you from 

(Jungle) 
Straight outta Queensbridge 
I'm selling crack to a pregnant mother 
And make her daughter think I love her 
The gutter is real 
Fiends move fast on the hill 
Broad daylight gats do peel 
(so what about the bitch who got shot?) fuck it 
You really think a nigga give a fuck when I'm bucking? 
You stupid bitch I bang out no remorse 
Then the very next day, I floss 
With the whole hood hot, ??? going nuts 
Niggaz I grew up with scared to say "what up" 
When I walk by you can see the blood in my eye 
Staying thug til I die 
Smoke bud to get high 
Yo, that's how my brave heart turned cold 
Nigga fuck the judge, fuck his robe 
Fuck parole 
And motherfuck the globe and I fucked your ho 
You ain't know? 
I'm straight outta Queensbridge