We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and Fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder star Oh, star of wonder, star of
We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and Fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder star Oh, star of wonder, star of night
boast, I might eat on roast And people say when we got a white cup in my hand, we might toast I got Hump I got Redd to the side, we'll chunk it up Uh
feel And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right, Straighten up girl, you're doing just fine" Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride But
[J-Ro] Attention on the compound, Alkaholiks in town We came to blaze it down, amazing astound West coast party kings, we world renowned Aiyyo we flood the area, we
wackest two bitches look flyer than the heinas and the lowrider bitches [J-Ro] And we left you all in stitches now we back like early morn We comin back out
all the luck (We got this) Some thugs have all the fame AZ: So now it's platinum, diamonds, and gold, we all hold Cars we all drove, hoes we all know
pill-ows I come from the home of the Rodney King beatin Pacoma CA, Riff Rack is where I'm eatin Your style is like *do Do DOO* out of service The Liks
you're out of fuckin commission I'm fuckin up beats like Vodka from Finland, fatigue shit is green And left them calm like they we're all ready My shit
wanna see me fall but a nigga gotta keep on pushin' [Scarface] I feel you Bun, I feel you Young, I mean, I feel you I'm on the corner from sun up to
it Vivid imagination paper chasin Dufflebag swollen, we holdin Drink chocolate milk before we roll in It's like that ya'll, we gangstas Stickin all you Bay Ridge Benzes I'm out
that shit I'm the King cuz I said it and I mean that shit Ay I'm the king cuz I said it, I'm the king cuz I said it I'm the king cuz I said it and I
seen Living my dream, plus in the underground I'm a king But it really ain't nothing else left to say [x4] Ay [Talking over Ludacris: Slap instrumental] Ain't nothing really left
of the murderous force that you are receivin' Was the value of the relics that I left for retrievin' These jams in Bethlehem the people believin' Three
em out the box Chi, knock em out Chi Knock em out the box Chi, knock em out Chi Knock em out the box, knock em out yo Let em live son Cowards live...
the building alright? He's on the premises, I need you three on the roof You coordinate the left wing He must not get into the terminal to access the "