hundred B-E-N-Z In the year 2001, it's the [Hook x2] G-O-V, that's me Reality, is a must to me It's the G-O-V [Mr. 3-2] Nigga come on with it, bitch
(feat. Lil' Keke, Skinny) [talking: Mr. 3-2 & (Skinny)] Boys been playing with me, too much bro (what you gon do my nigga), I'm ready to make noise (
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 Don G's Killers for scrilla, bet erase enemies Keke and G-O-V, ain't the ones To be playing with, when our hands on a gun [Hook x2] [Cro$$:] I step
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
s C-R-E-S-T M-O-B For life nigga, mash in top speed With my cousin Diggie D's, and my nigga Mr. 3 to the 2 What boys wanna do, we pack a tool I'm a fool
(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
play with me Just hit the exit do', with the G-O-V See every week, it go down at the club Broads showing love, table dance for a thug [Hook: x2] It
affiliated, and fools they can't stop it [talking:] Street P-O-P mayn, ghetto affiliates Willie what's up baby uh, 3-2 it go down mayn (it go down, Mr. Mr
(feat. Frosty) [talking:] Uh-huh mo'fucker, it go down ha-ha-ha, ain't nothing funny bout it busy boy [Mr. 3-2:] Big Bossing flossing, putting niggaz
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:]
' mob seven fo' G.D. So when you see me on sight, hoe you know it's on with me [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] Dub in they united, with some real made men They
(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
your bang Stay in your lane, or else I'll inflict pain I'll rearrange your frame, when you hear bang-bang [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] If ya step on my shoes
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
