Flamboyant Pt. II lyrics

(Verse 1:Royal Flush)
Yo we gon explain something right now
It's Royal Flush and Big L we gon let y'all know bout my n*ggas comin out
Queens most my doggs ... right

Yo check it
A Yo the way I feel for these n*ggas, I die for n*ggas
Queens most wanted c*ckin back and pull triggers
From Lex to Viggers, drug dealers slash rap diggas
From OB to QB my war rest in peace to bandit
Take a chance to this game of life
We bust of trife sold mad di*k to your wife
Jack D with no ice from south side to the desert
We bustin pesserts and let my b*tches hold my weapons
I'm world wide like my first jam, understand, Royal Flush has takin over LB
Fam

(Verse 2:Big L)
Yo it's Corleone and Queen's Most, we bust til your whole team ghost
Everywhere we go, we must bring toast forever
Popping the chrome, always dropping a poem
I can write it or recite it off the top of the dome
However you want it is how I'm gonna give it to you, Big L style
They brought it back to the streets cause that sh*t sell now
So pal back up a bit, give me elbow space
I represent Harlem World, not Melrose Place
So I'm a lace the jewels up with nice baguettes
Flamboyent is the label that writes the checks
Y'all n*ggas better stop fronting cause I might get vexed
And I'm a run up on y'all and slice y'all necks
With the machete, pockets heavy, slang more cane than Eddie
I represent uno trece nueve
Time is money so I stay late, I'm quick to slide a playmate
Bust off like a tre-eight then vacate, uh