[00:00.00]Heheheh.. hey yo..
[00:21.99]There's a place i know where the b*****s go
[00:24.54]Where they rob you for you dough and shit on the low
[00:26.97]In southside.. queens, queens
[00:32.10]Where if you say the ave.
[00:33.48]People automatically know the path
[00:35.73]You don't have to do the math
[00:36.99]In southside.. queens, queens
[00:41.82]I knew this b***h named donova
[00:43.32]Astonishin the way he used to handle the pill god (word?)
[00:46.23]Let me speak about the way he used to dribble off his knees
[00:48.78]And in the middle at the same time guzzlin a beer
[00:51.18]Like a puzzle or a riddle - discoverin his path to the hoop
[00:54.33]Scoop, shot, tipped up the backboard oops
[00:57.06]Son got hot, never knew he woulda threw it
[00:59.52]Cool b***h, when it came to school he blew it
[01:01.98]A scholar in acute ********** and metropolitans
[01:04.41]Get taller and yo donovan hey come around the block
[01:07.02]Dunn got the three sons, ****ing with coupons and refund
[01:09.96]Food stamps, and still he was a champ
[01:12.00]Time to get loot for boots and kicks now
[01:14.49]D**k hoops gotta impress the chicks now
[01:16.83]His momma said, "donovan why are you
[01:19.53]On the corner of linden," and got all rude
[01:21.60]He said, "momma listen close i'ma tell you one time
[01:24.30]You're killin my high, plus i got a nine
[01:26.94]All i be doin is puttin in work
[01:29.22]So you can get a brand new dress for church
[01:31.47]I know the devil lurks outside, man it's cold
[01:34.11]But i don't wanna get paid slow, and grow old
[01:36.57]Like poppa - plus i'm on parole i gotta
[01:39.18]Get paid off the streets, to make ends meet"
[01:41.52]With the back of her hand, she smacked him in the face
[01:44.10]Walked out of the crib-piece, pissed with no taste
[01:46.77]That night, rockin nikes, eatin mike'n'ikes
[01:48.96]Slapboxin with a dyke on a bike too small
[01:51.39]Thinkin, "this time, next year, mom'll be able to.. ohhh!"
[01:54.54]**** from across the streets, niggas approach - slow
[01:56.37]Well get the metal out, too late, the guns flash
[01:59.25]In the melee they wet him like reggae sunsplash
[02:01.47]Sun dashed with the quickness, back into the ride
[02:03.96]With a smile on his face, the picture of pride
[02:06.36]Blood comin from his mouth, now i'm at his side
[02:08.88]Kneelin over donovan's body before he died
[02:11.34]Eyes - flutterin up and down in his head
[02:13.56]And with his last breath this is what he said
[02:15.66]He said, "whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?"
[02:24.99]Then i closed his eyes
[02:26.22]There's a place i know where the people go
[02:28.89]Where you can cash dough and chill on the low
[02:31.20]In southside.. queens, queens
[02:36.39]Where if you say the ave.
[02:37.71]People automatically know the path
[02:39.96]You don't have to do the math
[02:41.25]In southside.. queens, queens
[02:46.35]And if you got a glock, you could bust shots
[02:48.63]Like ??, when the block be hot
[02:51.54]In.. what we talkin bout.. queens, queens
[02:56.70]Uhh, c'mon uhh
[02:58.56]C'mon.. uhh uhh
[03:01.65]I know where people go..
[03:03.75]Where you can cash dough and chill on the low..

Heheheh.. hey yo..
There's a place i know where the b*****s go
Where they rob you for you dough and shit on the low
In southside.. queens, queens
Where if you say the ave.
People automatically know the path
You don't have to do the math
In southside.. queens, queens
I knew this b***h named donova
Astonishin the way he used to handle the pill god (word?)
Let me speak about the way he used to dribble off his knees
And in the middle at the same time guzzlin a beer
Like a puzzle or a riddle - discoverin his path to the hoop
Scoop, shot, tipped up the backboard oops
Son got hot, never knew he woulda threw it
Cool b***h, when it came to school he blew it
A scholar in acute ********** and metropolitans
Get taller and yo donovan hey come around the block
Dunn got the three sons, ****ing with coupons and refund
Food stamps, and still he was a champ
Time to get loot for boots and kicks now
D**k hoops gotta impress the chicks now
His momma said, "donovan why are you
On the corner of linden," and got all rude
He said, "momma listen close i'ma tell you one time
You're killin my high, plus i got a nine
All i be doin is puttin in work
So you can get a brand new dress for church
I know the devil lurks outside, man it's cold
But i don't wanna get paid slow, and grow old
Like poppa - plus i'm on parole i gotta
Get paid off the streets, to make ends meet"
With the back of her hand, she smacked him in the face
Walked out of the crib-piece, pissed with no taste
That night, rockin nikes, eatin mike'n'ikes
Slapboxin with a dyke on a bike too small
Thinkin, "this time, next year, mom'll be able to.. ohhh!"
**** from across the streets, niggas approach - slow
Well get the metal out, too late, the guns flash
In the melee they wet him like reggae sunsplash
Sun dashed with the quickness, back into the ride
With a smile on his face, the picture of pride
Blood comin from his mouth, now i'm at his side
Kneelin over donovan's body before he died
Eyes - flutterin up and down in his head
And with his last breath this is what he said
He said, "whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?"
Then i closed his eyes
There's a place i know where the people go
Where you can cash dough and chill on the low
In southside.. queens, queens
Where if you say the ave.
People automatically know the path
You don't have to do the math
In southside.. queens, queens
And if you got a glock, you could bust shots
Like ??, when the block be hot
In.. what we talkin bout.. queens, queens
Uhh, c'mon uhh
C'mon.. uhh uhh
I know where people go..
Where you can cash dough and chill on the low..