Quiet Niggas Lyrics

Quiet Niggas lyrics

Where my real niggas at

 Theres a lot of real niggas out there

 Theres a lot of real niggas everywhere

 Thats why you don't fuck with just anybody

 A lot of niggas is just on the low, chillin

 Not botherin nobody, until one motha fucka fuck with em

 And then all hell break loose

 

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 Quiet niggas will kill

 Loud niggas talk shit

 Them be the ones that get killed

 It's wild where we walk kid

 Is you brave nigga

 Is you a slave nigga

 Is you a made nigga

 Or is you a paid nigga

 

 Well known gangstas, in trust

 That we bust

 Your heart and soul lies with us

 Boldly go where we once took a nigga before

 Now the motha fucka beggin for more

 Its the reason

 Standin here shakin, hatin the haters

 They watchin my paper

 Realize, a 4 5 will open his eyes

 Now what the fuck you think he saw before he drop

 Nigga standin there just like a cop

 Braveheart I'm screamin up the block

 Now the soldier, cadet, general in fact

 Don't let me get up and show yawl motha fucka's respect

 Plans connect

 The twinkle and diamonds upon my neck

 More jazz than Hornecek

 I blast and leave your corner wet

 Straight on top of ya

 Spittin like the trench coat mafia

 In a school yard we make it hard

 Was poppin yawl

 We made our change was stoppin yawl

 They spray your names rest in peace on the ??? wall

 

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 I wave gang signs at the youth, thats down for the cause

 Cling them things in the ??? you betta get yours

 Time is runnin out

 Your streets is gettin smaller as we speak

 Juliani turns these lights on so niggas can't creep

 I miss the shit of days we did this

 Please free John Gotti

 They kept the black man eatin, not killin everybody

 Drug wars is real

 You have no friends in the outfield

 Foul balls is deaf, umpires keep ice grilles

 Theres no tomorrow its the bottom of the 9 9

 Can't die a broke man with a bitch thats fine

 My hearts full of braveness so who the fuck will want to save this

 Fallen angel from fallen star and chaos on this nation

 Don't play us on your station if you pussy or you hatin

 You can find us in the hood; thuggin and regulatin

 Don't play us on your station if you pussy or you hatin

 You can find us in the hood; thuggin and regulatin

 

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 We here to eat food, my peoples, be lethal

 Shots in your body make you see through

 Quiet niggas become jail riot niggas

 25 to life, big never cry niggas

 Floss when they up north

 Chest gettin bigger

 Celebs on the V I respect that nigga

 Rege on the regular chops is up; like a editor

 Come through on man gang like the predator

 If yawl wake I'll wet it up

 Jungle set it up

 The jackal rock you to sleep while I'm comin at you

 Air out your area, Queens Bridge forever, what

 Ill will the label

 Bravehearts yawl scared of us

 

 Yo when those niggas ran these niggas stayed

 With these niggas switched up and bitched up afraid

 These niggas clicked up and ripped up the gauge

 Those niggas got jail and sick cause we paid

 Don't even rep Q B

 You ain't got hood stripes

 Looters come through catch you frontin

 And its good night

 Know how much force this is

 Juggle horse and whiz

 Notin but horses kid

 We go to war for this

 

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