'm a mark me a nigga, (sold nigga) Boys done played with me too much, know I'm tal'n bout [Mr. 3-2:] Slide checkers I'm a rider, to the end Homicider
I'm a bad bitch, I mean a throwed lil' mama And my pussy's so off the chain, it causes too much drama I'm naughty [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] Hot and wet,
to the finish Underground kings, we'll never diminish Better run fool, this is old school And I'll never leave home, without my own tool [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2
out of time Got me in a bind, time to pay what you owe I'ma have to come get ya, and kick in your do' [Mr. 3-2:] Niggaz know what it is, we don't need
that That and this, trying to get mine right now [Mr. 3-2:] Lost my daddy, and I turned to a cold ass man Feed my fam, always keep a strap in my hand
(feat. Billy Cook) [Billy Cook:] Ooooh, yeeeeah I'm gon ride, we holding it down 3-2, and your boy Billy Cook Superstar [Mr. 3-2:] Tell me, why somebody
you handle this) Yeah that's what's up let's do it, (let's go baby) [Mr. 3-2:] I'm in the zone on Patrone, back in this bar Say a dude up in here, but
(feat. Quest, Troyo) [Mr. 3-2:] It's a brand new day, brand new year Don't be listening to that bullshit, niggaz put in your ear I do this I do that
underworld, don't consider me a rapper Slap a nigga face, catch a case like what When I bust the mack, it's like busting a nut Pimp a slut, and get nothing
to get at us And I don't give a fuck, about reputation and status My reason here is to neutralize the static, so look in my eyes [Hook] [Mr. 3-2:]
2] [Mr. 3-2:] Dub in they united, with some real made men They live by the word, and never show a grin That's a sin how I live it, my format righteous
(feat. Beezo, Mr. 3-2, Pup) Heat packer... [Mr. 3-2:] When I clap that cannon, niggaz fall down dead Killer gorilla, for the bread I ain't scared Get
(feat. Quest) [Mr. 3-2:] I sweep the block heat the block, with big lead When the war die down, boys come home with missing legs Amputated sho' hate
you hear bang-bang [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] If ya step on my shoes, I'll slap ya face Tear up this place, prolly catch a case Off alcohol, my blood be
better days), can't wait for the day To make a million mo' Just so I can take my family, out of the ghetto-ghetto-ghetto [Mr. 3-2:] Most of my life,
(feat. Big Pokey, D'Capo, Quest) [Mr. 3-2:] No more playing, a nigga on some grown folks shit Big house big car, and a brand new bitch I'm equipped
