3 Kings

Album: God Forgives, I Don't (2012)
  • Yeah, classic hip hop shit
    Dr. D-R-E
    Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em

    We started out moppin' floors
    And now we front row at the awards
    Number one for the last twenty years
    If you real mothafucka scream cheers! (cheers, cheers)
    Mothafucka scream cheers! (cheers, cheers)
    Yeah and it is what it is
    He wanted to shine at the swap meet
    Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
    I only love it when her hair long
    You should listen to this beat through my headphones
    Money long, number one twenty years strong
    Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
    G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
    If the bitch bad I got her in red bottoms
    Great weed, nice homes, bread proper
    Tec nine, one chamber, top shotta
    Bentley coupe, new yacht, my helicopter
    Born broke, real nigga straight out of Compton
    The fuck you magazine niggas want from me?
    I rewrote the game, nigga, now talk money
    All black on my Al Capone shit
    I built a house, nigga get your own shit
    I only love it when her hair long
    You should listen to this beat through my headphones

    See y'all niggas
    Hit the switches on that shit one time, huh
    Let the top down

    I came a long way from the weed game
    Twenty stack seats at the Heat game
    And I'm still strapped with the heat man
    And we steppin' on a nigga feet man
    80 pair of sneakers came from the D game
    Cousin was a Crip, said it was a C thing
    Brown bag money in a duffle bag
    Fuck 'em all, wet 'em and we gotta double back
    The homie whippin' chickens in his momma kitchen
    On the mission, said he get it for his son tuition
    Real nigga's dreams comin' to fruition
    Stumble, but I never fall, leanin' on my pistol
    I only love her when the ass fat
    We should listen to this track in my Maybach
    I'm just tryin' to be a billionaire
    Come and suck a dick for a millionaire

    Uh, it's just different
    I know it feels different

    Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
    Play this shit while you play around with my crown
    King H-O, y'all should know by now
    But if you don't know, uh
    Millions on the wall in all my rooms
    Niggas couldn't fuck with my daughter's room
    Niggas couldn't walk in my daughter's socks
    Banksy bitches, Basquiat
    I ran through that buck fifty Live Nation fronted me
    They workin' on another deal, they talkin' two hundred fifty
    I'm holdin' out for three
    Two seventy five and I just might agree
    Ex-D-boy, used to park my beamer
    Now look at me, I can park in my own arena
    I only love her if her weave new
    I'm still a hood nigga, what you want me to do?
    Been hoppin' out the BM with your BM
    Taking her places that you can't go with your per diem
    Screamin' carpe diem until I'm a dead poet
    Robin Williams shit, I deserve a golden globe bitch!
    I take a Ace in the meanwhile
    You ain't gotta keep this Khaled, it's just a freestyle
    Fuck rap money, I've made more off crates
    Fuck show money, I spent that on drapes
    Close the curtains, fuck boy, out my face
    I whip the coke, let the lawyer beat the case
    Murder was the case that they gave me
    I killed the Hermes store, somebody save me
    Stuntin' to the max like wavy
    Oh shit!
    Oh, stuntin' to the max, I'm so wavy
    Used to shop at TJ Maxx back in '83
    I don't even know if it was open then
    I ain't know Oprah then
    Have the XL 80 bike
    Loud motor, they be like, "Damn!" when I'm comin' through, rang
    Had the grill in '88, y'all niggas is late
    You got all that, right?
    I love this shit like my own daughter
    Let's spray these niggas, baby, just like daddy taught ya
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind


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