letra de give me - a tribe called quest
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 n-gg-s love abstract
yo, from far rock to flushing, concussion
every time a n-gg- 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 n-gg-s 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’ s-x
what, what, what
n-gg-s get faded, never outdated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 sh-t, ’cause my style wild decent
what’s it gonna be, the party or the precent?
queens cats rock, keep it rugged an’ recent
my n-gg- 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 n-gg-s won’t f-ck it up
keep my southside n-gg-s 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 n-gg-s 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 p-rn
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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