[Mr. 3-2]
Raw and uncut, straight off the press
I got a whole lot of shit, on my chest
A vest won`t save ya, from the slugs I`ma shoot
Still the same nigga, God first then the loot
G-O-V, you better respect me
If you respect living, nigga I hold the key
To life, it`s wicked and shife of my situation
So bitch I do what I gotta, to get to my destination
Niggaz hating you know that, but I`m still gon ball
Pockets overstuffed, trying to tear down the mall
Y`all tripping think I`m slipping, on my game
With a platinum piece and chain, hitting million dollar stangs
Legal, you looking at the Chief Executive Officer
Mr. 3-2, the Governor Boss that`s bossing ya
Lossing a, six hundred B-E-N-Z
In the year 2001, it`s the
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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 what ya tal`n bout
We could fuck it up knuckle up, or bust guns shots
You`re hot and stressed out, but better not stood up
These motherfuckers, got the G-O-V fucked up
Hoe what`s up, on my god damn paper
You prolly done tricked it off, cause you`s a bitch by nature
Bitch by nature, nigga that`s you
Come short, what`s in it my issue nigga I`ma sue
Nigga fuck you, and everything you stand fo`
I showed love, and you actually tried to play me like a hoe
No bullshit, playtime`s over
Mob with S.U.C., or get your ass mobbed over
All in your face, but Street Game going FED
Getting head stacking bread, with J-Money and Infrared
`Nuff said, cause boys don`t like it already
But they can kiss my ass, and eat a dick I said it
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[Mr. 3-2]
Southisde playa, run through my blood and bones
Mr. 3-2, Fat Pat and Michael Dirty Corleone
I`m the dirtiest of the dirty, in the Click
Don`t trust me round ya chick, if you love that bitch
I made a switch had to change, to make some change
Now I`m the big Boss, that call shots at Street Game
That`s my name that`s me, 360 degree
I`ma bite scratch ya, got to get to the top of the tree
Quit blocking a G, onto the V goal tending
Fuck all you fake motherfuckers, bitch I`m bout winning
I ain`t spending, or tricking with broads that`s a no-no
I laugh it for the doja and drank, fa sho though
Solo riding fo` do`, Cadillac Deville
Gotta holla at that H.A.W.K., mobbing nigga on the real
Cause if it pop off, I know he got my back
Ready to bring hat, for whatever it`s like that
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