L.E.S. - Straight Outta Q.B. lyrics

[Verse 1 Cormega] Straight outta Queensbridge A crazy motherf**er named Cormega In a viper chromed out beyond measure I got your girl and a sterling Automatic that'll have your a** twirling n***as know if they ever f** with me The police gonna have to come get me off your a** I don't really give a f** b**h Motherf**er, I'll severely hit you up n***as wanna mumble when I come through Iceberg jeans and Ice coming out the sleeves Showing off on a motherf**er like that Cause I'm a hustler slash rapper Life's a b**h my gunsmoke will make you catch cancer n***a 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 f** When it's on, your a** better mean it Cause when I turn bad boy I'm coming straight outta Queensbridge (DJ) Poet is his name [Verse 2 Poet] And my thunns come Sraight outta Queensbridge The foulest n***a out in the bridge Piss in your Tropicana put it back in the fridge New n***as signed to punk Hell no they can't live What the f** you think this sh** 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 f** on me and my man I do what the f** I want because I can n***as try to front, the guns go BLAM! Back in the days when coke was 20 a gram I was the n***a selling soap for 50 a gram And I was the n***a 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 sh**ting on n***as King Kong style Y'all don't like it, then don't buy it Can't stand the heat in the kitchen? Bounce b**h cause I'm wired My whole clique been on some sh** Mentally sick Taking n***as ice and they're new Bentley whip Mothers they come around Don't give your baby mothers sh** Now just how foul can foul get? Straight outta Queensbridge (DJ) [Jungle] Ayyo Jungle [Yo] Tell em where you from [Verse 3 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 b**h who got shot?) f** it You really think a n***a give a f** when I'm bucking? You stupid b**h I bang out no remorse Then the very next day, I floss With the whole hood hot, D's going nuts n***as 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 n***a f** the judge, f** his robe f** parole And motherf** the globe and I f**ed your ho You ain't know? I'm straight outta Queensbridge