3 Kingz (Feat. Kool G. Rap & Big John) (исполнитель: R.A. the Rugged Man)
[Verse 1: Kool Rap] Yeah, you know the clique move deep as the Red Sea 7:30 like a [bad word] be on PSP Be in VIP, VSOP doing it B-I- [bad word] you know me Soon as the [bad word] jakes on him he low key Take a little journey O-T where that dough be The fifth on him I O-like the O-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 facing the chair if the trial blow That's with the best friends and the sounds tical knows Know that [bad word] with calm faces Shakes and hugs ace with gloves Hate from love the traits of thugs Snake like characteristics Me, Big J, R.gun barrels get lifted [Hook] 3 kings, there ain't no snatching our crowns We be them 3 kings, we here to fracture you clowns 3 kings, Big [bad word] Man and Rap Talking trash, no talking back, we slaughter you cats [Verse 2: R.[bad word] Man] Who the master in the rap game? Thorburn last name Reigning smacking attacking ya brain aiming back with the flame Attract pain and learn from the best murdering burning the rest We ain't no GQ rappers like Pharrel or Kanye West I'm an abomination, I'm bombing a nation's population You just a chick with a [bad word] without no operation I'm barely eating badly beaten, beaten badly in the precient I'm the hardest that God ever gave the privilege of speaking Frantically bannin'g [bad word] Man'll panicky that'd be fantasy Loaded hammer he handing me blabber the bragger be man who'd be damned if he happily married with family Splatter ya mammy mammory gland insane insanity anarchy Swagger the rapper the biter biting his flattery Beating buzzing you battery agony back to reality Bring it back you deliver that pitiful pitter pat Pull the trigger snitch hit a rat you wick-wick-wack [Hook] [Verse 3: Big John] 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 glistening banging [bad word] while we christening You kelters and helters we here to body you cowards My occupations slaughtery for wack rappers who try and bother me You not as hot as me, Big John it gotta be Exceptional technical poison pumping through my ventricals I'm fresh in 0-7 those battles pseudo-intellectuals Y'all [bad word] get smashed quick, for rapping that wack [bad word] Chop with the hatchet throw it in the [bad word] of a black whip You can't imagine my [bad word] with rapping adaption And with [bad word] book caption reads I'm the bombest kid rapping I smack cliques with wack writs cause really they that [bad word] Big John, Giancana stuff bricks in the mattress [bad word] with R.and im leaving you backless