What this nigga do fool?
Huh?
What this nigga do bro?
Bro,Bro kissed the blunt like
We was hanging (Glitz)
Nigga long live quan nigga
Free Duce (Long Live Quan,FreeDuce Free TK)
Long Live all the guys
We was hanging with all of the shooters
We was banging with all of the shooters
We was staining with all of the shooters
It was nothing to call up a shooter
Got a clip on the drac' like a ruler
I call duce on the block to pollute it
Got a stick in ya hand betta' use it
You know quan never talked on computers
I lost my lil brother I'm going insane
We came from the gutta
Kicked shit like no other
It was nothing to hit up a stain
Call up duce for some trouble
He was bout bread and butter
It was nothing to snatch him a chain
Niggas die if they speak on his name
I get fried to cope with the pain
Wish they lied when they said you was slain
Uh Uh Uh (Man Nigga long live my nigga man)
Nigga long live quan uh uh (Can't believe this shit right here man you know we gon T 'ing up for my guy)
Nigga free lil duce uh uh uh
Keep a stick in his hand he won't fight back
Nigga play and get beat like a hi hat
My lil bro was on go can't deny that
Put a bitch in a blunt we gon fye that
He was quick to find out where you hide at
Where you speak on lil quan you gon die at
We was never committing the treason
Yuh them young niggas shoot for no reason
We was quick to leave f*ck niggas bleeding
Light yo block like a holiday season
We was hanging with all of the shooters
We was banging with all of the shooters
We was staining with all of the shooters
It was nothing to call up a shooter
Got a clip on the drac' like a ruler
I call duce on the block to pollute it
Got a stick in ya hand betta' use it
You know quan never talked on computers
Ain The stick then we blow out your mind
Think bout duce then I sip me a line (sip on the lean)
Hit ya hoe , had a wonderful time
Years go was committing the crime
In the spot we was kicking with KG
Hit a block with lil BJ and AD
Stomp em out make a f*ck nigga face leak
Bumblebee we was thugging out eight deep
Man you f*ck niggas broke and stay sleep
Know a young nigga cold, can't play me
Used to trap out the spot on a daily
Getting wild my young niggas crazy
Run a mile , put a bitch on the pavement
Run ya mouth you get sent to who made you
We was hanging with all of the shooters
We was banging with all of the shooters
We was staining with all of the shooters
It was nothing to call up a shooter
Got a clip on the drac' like a ruler
I call duce on the block to pollute it
Got a stick in ya hand betta' use it
You know quan never talked on computers
Yeah,Nigga long live quan , free lil duce
Love you nigga can't believe my nigga gon man but you know we gon step in the name of quan