3 Kingz

Yeah, you know the clique move deep as the red sea
 7 30 like a nigga be on PSP
 Be in VIP, VSOP doin it B-I-G
 Soon as the mutha fuckin jakes on him he low key
 Take a little journey O-T where that dough be
 I O-D like the O-D the fish on him
 Brim of the hat to the nose piece the chicks on him
 Some wild hoes, in wild style clothes
 They download and videotape 'em like al po
 The wild road facin' the chair if the trial blow
 Thats with the best friends and the sounds tical knows
 Know that killers come with calm faces
 Shakes and hugs ace with gloves
 Hate from love the traits of thugs
 Snake like characteristics
 Me big J, R.A gun barrels get lifted
 3 kings, there ain't no snatchin our crowns
 We be them 3 kings, we came to fracture you clowns
 3 kings, Big John, Rugged Man and G Rap
 ? we came to slaughter you cats
 Who the master in the rap game thorburn last name
 Reignin' smackin' attackin' ya brain aimin' back with the flame
 Attract pain and learn from the best murderin' burnin' the rest
 We ain't no GQ rappers like pharrel or kanye west
 Im an abomination im bombin' a nations population
 You just a chick with a dick without no operation
 Im barely eatin' badly beaten, beaten badly in the precient
 Im the hardest that god ever gave the privilege of speakin'
 Frantically bannin' me rugged man'll panicky that'd be fantasy
 Loaded hammer he handin' me blabber the bragger be
 A man who'd be damned if he happily married with family
 Splatter ya mammy mammory gland insane insanity anarchy
 Swagger the rapper the biter bitin' his flattery
 Beatin' buzzin' you battery agony back to reality
 Bring it back you deliver that pitiful pitter pat
 Pull the trigger snitch hit a rat you wik wik wak
 3 kings, there ain't no snatchin our crowns
 We be them 3 kings, we came to fracture you clowns
 3 kings, Big John, Rugged Man and G Rap
 ? we came to slaughter you cats
 Decapitation vaccination big john ain't no mental patient
 Been on medication ever since the day I could talk
 You want a sedative you can drink the blood from my heart
 We magnificent glistenin' bangin' bitches while we christening
 You (kelters?) and helters we here to body you cowards
 My occupations slaughtery for wak rappers who try and bother me
 You not as hot as me, big john it gotta be
 Exceptional technical poison pumpin' through my ventricals
 Im fresh in 0-7 those battles pseudo-intellectuals
 Y'all faggots get smashed quick, for rappin that wak shit
 Chop with the hatchet throw it in the trunk of a black whip
 You can't imagine my passion combined with rappin' adaption
 And with the comic book caption reads im the bombest kid rappin
 I smack cliques with wak writs cos really they that bitch
 Big John, Giancana stuff bricks in the matress
 Fuck with R.A and im leavin' you backless