From the recording QSL LEGACY: BRQSL
Master & Pub controlled by
Enoit Music ASCAP #475430059 - 25%
Sho Shots Publishing ASCAP #467266230 - 25%
Sho Shots 17 Publishing BMI #01139068846 - 50%
Music Composed by
Ceasar McLain BMI #663345832 - 100%
Lyrics Written and Performed by
Theo Abner ASCAP #347554149 - 34%
Shante Artis ASCAP #475916612 - 33%
Donshay Gregory BMI #197706428 - 33%
Lyrics
Y’all hating on this real hip hop
So what you think
That’s gonna make us stop
It’s Black Reign baby
Stand on top
Gotcha head over heels
Off of 3 Reign Drops
Y’all hating on this real hip hop
So what you think
That’s gonna make us stop
It’s Black Reign baby
Stand on top
Gotcha head over heels
Off of 3 Reign Drops
This is some shit you never thought
That you would ever see
QSL, L.U.V., Sho Nuff & Qweezy Qweeze
Heartache and pain
A lotta damn rain
We still rising up & it’s a damn shame
I gotta shit on niggas - porta-potty
That’s what your favorite rapper say
Man, your favorite rapper gay
Down to his skinny jeans
I’m a microphone fiend
I might stick you up
Not in your wildest dreams
I’m smothered in cream
They call me “Qweezy Dollar”
Making them hoes holler
From Chesapeake to Guatemala
The Reign Drops fall
The dark water covers the concrete
Tsunami on niggas
Send em down creek
Sitting by the dock of the bay
Blowing that Cush
Watch the tide roll away
Down creek
Sitting by the dock of the bay
Blowing that Cush
Watch the tide roll away, hey
Y’all hating on this real hip hop
So what you think
That’s gonna make us stop
It’s Black Reign baby
Stand on top
Gotcha head over heels
Off of 3 Reign Drops
Y’all hating on this real hip hop
So what you think
That’s gonna make us stop
It’s Black Reign baby
Stand on top
Gotcha head over heels
Off of 3 Reign Drops
Yo don’t be swerving into my lane boy
You might crash
I smash when I clash
Leave you covered in road rash
I know
You heard your song on the radio
Got gassed
But them feelings when you get in my presence
They don’t last
You the frame of a nice car
I’m more like a Jaguar
Exquisitely equipped
In whatever style you could ask for
Pass your wife the keys
I’m bout to trash y’all
Romper Room rappers
& hang your chain on my crash bar
Reign like kings plus flows stay wet
Watch ya step
You insufficient
I bounce your mic checks
I’m slick like black ice
Slow down, you gonna wreck
Respect
City keep me deployed cuz I’m a vet
Boy you better grab your rocket pack
Jetson, Elroy
Step to this, face get cracked
Just like my Android - Stop
I just shut down shop
You can’t sell boy
Red hot & written in stone
Like I was Hell Boy
Y’all hating on this real hip hop
So what you think
That’s gonna make us stop
It’s Black Reign baby
Stand on top
Gotcha head over heels
Off of 3 Reign Drops
Y’all hating on this real hip hop
So what you think
That’s gonna make us stop
It’s Black Reign baby
Stand on top
Gotcha head over heels
Off of 3 Reign Drops
Fly as I wanna be
Tell them broads they don’t wanna
Go to war with me
It’s simply stupid
I’m amused by you buffoons
Characters like cartoons
Assume I’m a fool
When you funny like Looney Tunes
Let’s get one thing crystal clear
It’s a reason we here
Been through it all
Competition we don’t fear
Intimidated by none whatsoever
Gotta take shelter
Black Reign’s the weather
Better get your umbrella
Duty calls
I’m down whenever, wherever, whatever
It’s 1 L.U.V. forever
Nobody does it better
Been flooding your area
804 the committee
Watch the tsunami drown you
With the beats by Joe City
Play the track watch me explode
Cock back reload
You seen me shut it down boy
Anything goes
Ain’t no stopping this Black Reign
Invading your time zone
Officially we the shhh
Like the stains in your commode
Y’all hating on this real hip hop
So what you think
That’s gonna make us stop
It’s Black Reign baby
Stand on top
Gotcha head over heels
Off of 3 Reign Drops
