Thorough Fam (Clean)

Lyrics

[Intro: Royal Flush, Big L] Queen's Most Wanted Representin' Flu-Flush Reign Supreme Big-Big L, L, L Hahaha Queen's Most, Queen's Most That's that backward nigga, stop playin' bitch Yo, chicks crossed ways, it's on right now It's Royal Flush and Big L comin' at ya Y'all know about my niggas comin' out? Queen's Most my dogs, right? Yo, check it [Verse 1: Royal Flush] A-yo, the way I feel for these niggas, I die for these niggas Queen's Most Wanted, cock it back and pull triggers From Lex' to Ac' figures, drug dealers, slashed rap niggas From OB to QB where I walk, rest in piece to Bandit Takin' chances in this game alive We bust off trife, throw bad dick to your wife Jack Dee with no ice, from Southside to the desert We bustin' peasants and let my bitches hold my weapons I'm Worldwide like my first jam, understand? Royal Flush in, take it over L, be fair (Be fair) [Verse 2] Catch us on the benches, wavin' toasts, fire rippin' Niggas' drink, hurts the business, when niggas get loud Grab the pound, just cock it and make it go bloaw That's how y'all know the flavor, name it, explain the game, player No games, [?] just called niggas from Jamaica Mega square, that's how you lay 'em, afraid of this shit? Forever find me with the grimy kids that run up in crips They call us: ''The Queen's crackstars'', flavor Nike stretch park Ran a cause, jewelry swing with a charm We get it on, comin' stuffed, let the barrel revolve So watch your money where your mouth is, show you how we house this Be on the corners, fly shootin', dice shoutin' Niggas wildin', y'all know the housin', even the fiends 'bout it You get surrounded while you count that shit We all connivin' 'bout this bitch, should have known that, kid Queen's Most take loot, grimy niggas that shoot Advise you to fall back and your crew, tell 'em too (And your crew, tell 'em too) [Interlude: Big L] Queen's Most Wanted, Queen's— Y'all know where the fuck I'm from (From) Big L Corleone, I'm not finished Y'all know where the fuck I'm from (Word, word) Queen's Most Wanted, Queen's— Y'all know where the fuck I'm from (From) Big L Corleone, I'm not finished Y'all know where the fuck I'm from [Verse 3: Big L, [?]] Yo, it's Corleone and Queen's Most, we bust 'til your whole team ghost Everywhere we go, we must bring toast Forever poppin' the chrome, always droppin' a poem I can write it or recite it off the top of the dome However you want it is how I'm gonna give it to you, Big L style (Big L style) They brought it back to the streets 'cause that shit sell now So pal, back up a bit, give me some elbow space I represent Harlem World, not Melrose Place So I'ma lace the jewels up with nice baguettes Flamboyant is the label that writes the checks Y'all niggas better stop frontin' 'cause I might get vexed And I'ma run up on y'all and slice yours necks With the machete, pockets heavy Slang more cane than Eddie, I represent uno-tres-nueve Time is money, so I stay late, I'm quick to slide a playmate Bust off like a tre-eight then vacate (Word up) [Verse 4] Now akh, you, yo let me see your boss 'cause you ain't real with yours I rock the cross, show love for all the mens I lost Yo, why you showin' off, my team is out here gettin' off? I cop [?], right my niggas up north Yo, when I kick it boy, I rip it, shake your whole district If you ain't down, get with it or you gettin' lifted That's split in half, ask rap, I write a paragraph In for the cash and that ass, tell me what ain't bad? (Tell me what ain't bad?) [Outro: Royal Flush, Big L] Yeah-yeah, uh-huh It's sick, you know how we do, we wear crowns A large nigga, spit in your [?] Queen's Most Wanted, Queen's— Y'all know where the fuck I'm from (From) Big L Corleone, I'm not finished Y'all know where the fuck I'm from (I'm from, word, word) Queen's Most Wanted, Queen's— Y'all know where the fuck I'm from (From) Big L Corleone, I'm not finished Y'all know where the fuck I'm from (I'm from) Rob de Niro, Volume One