3 Kings feat. Dr. Dre,JAY Z

歌詞

Yeah, classic hip hop shit Dr D-R-E, Rozay and Jay Lets get ‘em We started out mopping floors Now we front row at the awards Number 1 for the last 20 years If you real muthafucker scream cheers Muthafucker scream cheers And it is what it is He wanted to shine at the swap meet Til the white boys got him in that hot seat Only love it when her hair long You should listen to this beat through my headphones Money long, number 1, 20 years strong Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young G5′s to '64′s, Dre got ‘em If the bitch bad I got her in red bottoms Great weed, nice homes, bread proper Tech 9, long chamber, top shotta Bentley coupe, new yacht, my helicopter Born broke, real nigga straight outta 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 the house, nigga get ya own shit I only love it when her hair long You should listen to this beat through my headphones See yall niggas Hit the switches on that shit one time Lay the top down I came along way from the weed game 20 stack seats at the Heat game And I'm still strapped with the heat man And we stepping' on a nigga feet mayne 8 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, yeh we gotta double bag The homie whipping chickens in his momma kitchen On a mission, say he get it for son's tuition Real nigga's dreams coming to fruition Stumble but I never fall leaning on my pistol I only love her when that ass fat We used to listen to this track in my Maybach I'm just tryna be a billionaire Come and suck a dick for a millionaire It's just different, I know it feels different I only love her if her eyes brown Play this shit while you play around with my crown King H-O, yall should know by now If you don't know Millions on my wall in all my rooms Niggas couldn't fuck with my daughters room Niggas couldn't walk in my daughters socks Banksy bitches, Basquiats I ran through that buck 50, Live Nation fronted me They working on another deal, they talking 250 I'm holding out for 3, 275 and I just might agree Ex D-boy, used to park my Beemer Now look at me I can park at 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 you can't go with your per-diem Screaming carpe diem until I'm a dead poet Robin Williams shit, I deserve a Golden Globe I take an Ace in the meanwhile You ain't gotta keep this, it's just a freestyle Fuck rap money, I 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 Ooh shit, stuntin' to the max I'm so wavy Used to shop in TJ Maxx back in '83 I didn't even know if it was open then I ain't know Oprah then Had the Xl80 bike, loud motor They be like, damn when I'm coming through Had a grill in '88 Ya'll niggas is late You got all that right? I love this shit like my own daughter And spray these niggas baby just like daddy taught ya Young, it's just different