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点击复制Three (Explicit) - Prodigy
For G pack n**gas
Right right
Shooting at cops n**ga what
For my G pack n**gas
F**k the police
NYPD
New York Pricks and Dicks
They can't stop our floss
Straight up
For you crackheaded b**ches
For my AM n**gas
For you crackheaded b**ches
My Ante Meridian n**gaz what up dunn
Liqour store closed
Hit the bootlegger
Let's hit the bootlegger
Straight up yo
Yo dunn we got guns in the grass
It's three at night
I'm about to take the last swallow of the Eases Jesus
Who got fifty on the next tree
We gotta stop at the store
We need D batteries for the theme music
Snatch the biscuits from out the lawn
F**k a cab let's take cracked out Yolanda's Saab
We gave that b**ch two wibbles
And skated off with her vehicle for that pillow
All outside the borough dunn what happened to Queens
Like Supton and 1 2 1
Farmers and 116th
The got us on the B Q E
Just to get a taste of that greenery
We took our smoke out to Coney Island
Posted up by the Himalaya
Pina Colada champales mixed with Dani'
That's St Ide's in dunn lingo
Spillin it on the floor for our dead people
While I spark the sequel sh*t my n**gaz got lungs
When we smoke that sh*t only go around once
Dogs we just killin' time
Somebody just got they sh*t twisted
On the block f**kin' up the grind
So 'til it pipe down
We just going at these sluts b**ch
We wanna f**k right now
Son I'm on a bench high eatin chicken wings
And french fries
A crackhead f**k spent his last bucks on six dimes
I'm one gram from big time
A spliff away from overdosing
My heart is broken my man started smokin again
P I heard the tunnel open again
I spoke to Flex he said
He's gonna let both of us in
It's time to load up the autos and semis
I wish my n**gas bank was in a physical form unlike
I got my uptown nikes thugged out and icy
Mad deep jumpin out the Coc*ine white Jeep
Through was strugglin
So I resume hustlin'
Rap game or crack game my crew is still bubblin
Yo three in the morning and the D's on the corna still
Seems we were born to kill
Yo P meet me on the hill
So we can jet through Queens in SUV's
Show these motherf**kers how we rep this thang
Ya know