Lyrics:
'til you feel correct, feel the effects of my hex
Force you to have sex with techs, chopped at funeral next
Buy my poison I got triple six in my beeper
I
every nigga got a hoe
oh and every hoe is a bitch
so I let em know from the get
that they fucking with a skitso
I let em know I don't play that shit
the one o, so you know
I tear the veins out ya ass, like I'm triple fronto
[tek]
I run wit the wildest, plus stylish, cats of way back
Whip whop, big joe,
hash rolling kush
Mellowhype bitch nigga hold up
I'm bringing the problems
Double entendre, triple the drama
Kill your bitch and your mama
Nigga
you require
Its the 2 triple 0 and my name's under fire
I'm burning up like a michellin tyre
[Chorus]
All I know is thugs and criminals
My
could react
Fact, it’s triple g’s now who running with me
And I’m rep until the pack of wolves come and get me
A young girl joins a gang out in
realistic
Drug dealer was, triple bean, cocaine, you ain't gotta spit it sixteen
Had big plans for my whole team, we gonna pop off no matter how hard it
play
Got little drinks for free
Kept betting on twenty-three
We got drunk
We got sad
I met a girl who
Said she could save me
She said "I am
I'm way past college
No ways out
No back doors not anymore
But then once a while
We'll play a show then that makes it worthwhile
Our sights set
these niggaz dump slugs in yo ass
Da Land where these niggaz ride vogues on triple golds
Da Land where these niggaz stay hi off weed smoke
That's why I
Things you told to me
They play back in my head
You showed me myself
In the words you said
And I could not believe you
Your qualities
[O.G.]
Bailin' up out the East Side, ready to go, hittin' the door
Niggaz goin' down and dropped off with them triple gold
Thangs, but now a Slobs
the triple
take, I bomb crews without tom cruise on the mission my pole positions got
competitions
mama wishing they're stuck to fishing by Ricky's lake
Dope-E know the game and I play it well
Avoid the jailcells, government go to hell
Cause politics is just another word for crime [Gunshot]
Oh, what was
to the sound of somebody screamin'
Look out my window, some niggas triple-teamin'
A nigga who ain't from 'round the way
And ass-whippin's the price you gotta pay
Like clockwork, my jock hurt
'cause I bone so many ho's, that's how it goes
This is anotha one them sex, triple X
And if you listen to my tune,
this time because
We wanted to play you some of
The songs from Triple Trey
Straight from the arranger-pen of the
One and only Rendazzo
And it's your
witnesses, what you think this is?
Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear
Mc's fear me, they too near not to hear me
Clearly, I'm the triple beam dream
Sorry your bitch is flocking
Spit real shit, I'm a A-Hole
Got a problem with me? Put it on the table
See I'm a wrong little nigga, triple z
Too cold
this
My rhythm is irate and my bitches are triple x
I'm sick and bizarre, faded from liquor and hot-headed
Sick in the head, isn't he?
I run
the A-Team
I play the night like a daydream
Stay to fight and make scenes when up against your team
You weigh the triple beam and rock guns
I leave
Who's to Love it? so slow motion
Like 3 wheels and triple cheeseburgers ATL coastin (say no more!)
But the pimp is one of the coolest but I (pay no
damage
Why don't people think of who they use?
Why don't you try and come and get me: Black and Brown Blues
It's raining triple sec in Tchula
Show them boys that we ain't scared
Yeah, on that buck shit
Triple M walked in the club straight up on that fuck shit (fuck shit)
C-r-u-n-k, pop
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