Cormega - Three Lyrics
(prodigy)for my G pack niggasrite, ritewe be shootin at cops nigga watG pack niggasyo ***** the policeNYP new york pricks are dicksthey can't stop our flossstay up? for my A.M. niggas ?watup dunhit the bootleggas the bootleggasyo, yo dun we got guns in the grassit's three at nightim about to take the last swallow of the eases jesuswho go 50 on the next treewe gotta stop at the store we need D batteries for the theme musicsnatch the biscuits from out the lawn***** a cab lets take cracked out your lawns are solvedwe gave that ***** 2 wibblesthen skated off with a vehicle for the pillowall outside the borough dun wat happened to queenslike sumthin in 1 2 1farmers in 1 sixteenththey got us on the B.Q.E.just to get a taste of that greenerywe took our smoke out the coney islandpost it up by the himalayapina coladas, champeles mixed wit daneythat saint oz is dun linglespillin it on the floor for our dead peoplewhile I spark the sequalmy niggas got lungs when we smokethat shit only go around oncedogs we just killing timesomebody just got they shit twiston the block *****in up the grind sotill it pipe down we jus blowin at the sluts***** i wanna ***** rite now(cormega)son im on the bench higheating chicken wings and french friesa crackhead *****spent his last bucks on 6 dimesim 1 gram from big timea spliff away from overdosingmy heart is brokenmy man started smoking againP i heard the tunnel open againi spoke to flexhe said he gonna let both of us init's time to load up the auto's and semi'si wish my niggas bank was in a physical form of lifei got my uptown nikesthugged out and iceymad deepjumping out the cokehead white jeepthrough was strugglinso i resumed hustlinrap game or crack gamemy crew is still bubblinyo 3 in the morninand the D's on the corner stillseems we were born to killyo P meet me on the hillso we could jet through queens in SUV'sand show these motha*****as how we rep this thing ya know
