1 ,2, The 3 (Explicit)

1 2 The 3 - Geto Boys

Will in the house from the town

FaceMob in this b**ch 'bout to tear sh*t down

Uh-huh yeah there it is

Yeah

Still the truth in the game ain't a damn thing changed

Prone to tote heat up and then shoot flames

Double the OG of a deuce thug thang

B**ches who know me know how I do dames

Still f**kin with James we roll in this sh*t hard

I locked up the South he locked the 5th Ward

Loaded and cocked I'm known to be a block bleeder

Known to get paper and I ain't fin' to stop neither

I got ferarri's drive Porsches and sh*t

Ranch got horses golf courses and sh*t

Eat shrimp steak crab raw oysters and sh*t

And still f**k around with all my boys in the bricks

International ni**a I been in and out the states

Kingston Brazil b**ches feedin me grapes

I can cut it and bake all I need is some soda a plate

A microwave Pyrex and a cake

You can get it how you want it what I'm spittin is free

I don't need to hold in court what I can hold in the streets

Niggaz know how I was raised so ain't no question these

Consequences you gon' face when niggaz f**kin with me

There it is

One for the niggaz wanna cross me up

Two for the b**ches wanna toss me up

Three for the people tryin to get my mail

Wanna send me to jail so they can lock me up

Four for the hoes who wanna block my shine

Five for the snitch who went and dropped that dime

Six for the suckers who ain't got no game

That's a God damn shame that's why he hatin on mine

From the North to the South I don't need no passes

You b**ches get out of line I'm bleed yo' asses

Look man I ain't the huffin puffin type

I'm put that pistol in your motherf**kin life

Mayor call my crib I be gettin them greens

F**kin the finest hoes that can fit in some jeans

Take an interest in politics Chopin and Van Gogh

Shoot a motherf**ker up and then go vote

They say variety is the spice of life so we'll

F**k the black broads and lay pipe to the whites

Puerto Ricans and Latinos Japs and Filipinos

What is y'all trippin fo' P**sy is p**sy

I ain't gotta come where you live to shoot you in your sleep

I know niggaz in yo' hood that'll do you for me

Youse a b**ch-made p**sy born with no nutsac

I'm a motherf**kin stand up cat that's on the one

One for the niggaz wanna cross me up

Two for the b**ches wanna toss me up

Three for the people tryin to get my mail

Wanna send me to jail so they can lock me up

Four for the hoes who wanna block my shine

Five for the snitch who went and dropped that dime

Six for the suckers who ain't got no game

That's a God damn shame that's why he hatin on mine

Spot a fine-a** b**ch and I'm scoopin her up

You can sleep on me ni**a if you're stupid enough

But I'll be standin in your bed receivin from your woman

You can bust in but not while I'm cummin

Cause I'm cummin everywhere in her hair on her face

On her earring even on the motherf**kin ceiling

Keep it playa with a playa let me get my nut

After that you can kill the b**ch I don't give a f**k

Yes indeed Chuck smoke good w**d

If it ain't hydro get the f**k out the do

You niggaz drink a few shots and your faculty slow

I down the whole f**kin bottle like it's H2O

Got the heart and the steel and the will to bust

I'm the Little Big Man with the big ol nuts

Don't f**k with b**ch-mades too real for that

Got the fame and the name but I still will jack ni**a

One for the niggaz wanna cross me up

Two for the b**ches wanna toss me up

Three for the people tryin to get my mail

Wanna send me to jail so they can lock me up

Four for the hoes who wanna block my shine

Five for the snitch who went and dropped that dime

Six for the suckers who ain't got no game

That's a God damn shame that's why he hatin on mine