(feat. Lake, V-12) [Intro] Uh, yea, it's like that They wanna know how nigga do it, youknawhati'masayin I had a nigga come up to me and ask me and shit Why I ain't got that, youknawhati'msayin Fuck nigga get on your job, nigga let your nuts hang beeitch Check it out though [Chorus: V-12] These well, theeeeeese 41st side Lake Entertainment Oh yea, if you come to QB you gonna get... [Nas] Yo, foes decompose in their coffins, hoes creepin with bosses No sleep in my fortress break day thinkin of losses Taxes and IRS government gangstas But I'm a scientist in love with big president faces My residence changes from ghetto to acres Avoidin jealousy snake shit Can't afford another felony lake bent drivin them Porsche Niggaz sayin Nas came through Wit a flyin saucers With some strange shoes on the tirin flossin So now they know wanna offer 'em killin stick 'em and cost 'em Catch him slippin, trippin get 'em for all his fortune Sup with this Nas hatred, y'all can suck my dick Got these niggaz wives naked makin them fuck my fist My mystique have the world froze My physique got me dressed up in shell toes In ganga leaf, I inhale slow I'm from out of town capsule some kind of portal Spittin these rhyme at you like a martyr [Chorus: V-12] Lay low, lay low (lay low) Cuz all y'all niggaz won't (y'all niggaz) If you come to QB you goin to get murdered You goin to get murdered (murdered, murdered) You going to get murdered (Why get shot up) If you come to QB you goin to get murdered [Lake] Sayin old dudes jewel me, now salute me I've grew more than they ever though I would be Havin no pops to mourn me, just show me God didn't plan for another man to control me You know me from bustin my gun blood Even up in north my cell smell like Christian Dior Before I lost my case I had to gain mastered Been had heart now my papers startin to match it I stack til they capture me and kept a bottle of half-a-G And sold 20's while I rap to beast My wifey beef over my robberies But they put my man in the "L" still on the armory Loyal to the heritage, though I put 7 in it Dudes snaked me, word to Spanky, I never snitch I put a bullet in your face 'fore I go to Jake Rule number 1 out here, don't fuck with Lake [Chorus: V-12] Lay low, lay low (lay low) Cuz all y'all niggaz won't (y'all niggaz) If you come to QB your goin to get murdered Your goin to get chopped up, (murdered) boxed up Your goin to get murdered If you come to QB your goin to get... [Nas] Yo, yo, yo Our guns are haunted with the ghost of body Smoke 'em like we suppose to Your whole crew come to face to face with shotty Told you!, Bravehearted we appear when it's on Light up your block like its day time y'all niggaz be gone So many niggaz that's be pursuin Nas when they spot me They be jumpin out of movin cars and landin on my Tims I tell 'em be careful don't damage the skin Amateurs cram around wit the hopes to get glance at the end [Lake] Aiyo most of my friends have ulterior motives I'm wise cuz I realize that sounds is golden Mourned shorty from cat shacky who wrote to me Livin through them back then was givin hope to me I control many, being a flossiest Most notorious, Queensbridge extortionist Love my hood no question, I'm gonna rep it But I'm not just a QB tenant, I'm the president [Chorus: V-12]