3 Kingz (feat. Kool G Rap & Big John) Lyrics & Tabs by R.A. the Rugged Man
3 Kingz (feat. Kool G Rap & Big John)
guitar chords lyrics
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
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
