That's what it must be!
That's right!
That's the 3-2s, the Newt, Dines, I've governed now
White sheets cover y'all slugs, mother y'all, it's a mafia hit
Ain't no stoppin' this *, and you gots to die before you can get out the clear
We proppin' this *, movin' the rhyme, worldwide
My hustle's growin', expandin', put the paper off our side
Ready to ride, and do dirt if I got up
Unlookin' 17, shied up, out the bed, let rules drop us
Sippin' mud and codeine and leanin', the world is mine
Trace my generation of the paquillas in my bloodline
Street design, focus the demise and take over
I loose knipsack ships, so motherfucker, I'ma show y'all
Overthrow y'all
I got these broads up under, you understand
While you're fallin' in love, the whole time I'm peepin' your hand
Little broads bring me grants, and keep a G-stack
But ain't no reason for the treason, I'm just a governor like that
The boss of all bosses, nine sub-nub, it's the three to the two
The governor get two, politicians doin' through for me
Cause my whole cabinet represent reality
The boss of all bosses, nine sub-nub, it's the three to the two
The governor get two, politicians doin' through for me
Cause my whole cabinet represent reality
I'm a fool, so I act a fool on the track
Cut boys, no slack, put bullets in they pack
Up close, I can smell your blood splatter over me
Killer for real, it's the GOP
I got diamonds, eight bottles waitin' on the word
To * boys off over respect and verse
I call my nerds, with brain failure
* boys, all over respect and verse I call my nerds, with brain failure
It's the meal collector and I'm a real bad actor
Big blaze on the tractor, choppin' up the side
All the way to the east and west, y'all just know what I'ma buy
All my cats ain't let it shine
If you feel this heavy weather, feast up, re-stuff
A million dollars later, you really don't make a n***a like me
In this new millennium, the year 2G
YP, as you see my family to the end
Hope I don't hit the pin, but if I do it's on again
The boss of all bosses, I serve the noob
It's the 3 to the 2, the good for nook and toot
All the teachers ain't go with who for me
Cause my whole cabinet represent reality
The boss of all bosses, I serve the noob
It's the 3 to the 2, the good for nook and toot
All the teachers ain't go with who for me
Cause my whole cabinet represent reality
Old off and n***a, and I'm from the old school
I lay down the law, and what I say proved
Start bustin' with the 2 on them n***as who be hatin'
Ain't nothin' fly by me, but my conversation
Ask your dear mama, or your main thang
But Mr. 3 to 2, CEO of Street Gang
Let the big K's rank, fully automatic assault rifles
Try to get my life right, and live by the Bible
There's some thin line between your body and a hundred rhymes
Today it's all clues, more when you're six feet in the grind
I'm out of time, with a broad that's fine
Look at Jazz, where your whole family in black
Carryin' your cash
The boss of all bosses, I serve the noob
It's the 3 to the 2, the good for nook and toot
All the teachers ain't go with who for me
Cause my whole cabinet represent reality
The boss of all bosses, I serve the noob
It's the 3 to the 2, the good for nook and toot
All the teachers ain't go with who for me
Cause my whole cabinet represent reality
What's up, baby?
What's going on?