Three lyrics

Artist  : Prodigy 
Song : Three



 Send "Three" Ringtone to your Cell 

  [Prodigy and Cormega] 
For my G-pack niggas
Right, right
Shooting at cops nigga what
For my G-pack niggas
f**k the police
N.Y.P.D.  New York Pricks and Dicks
They can't stop our floss
Straight up
For my A.M. niggas
What up dun?
Liqour store closed
Hit the bootleggin, lets hit the bootleggin
Straight up, yo

[Prodigy]
Yo dun, we got guns in the grass its three at
night
I'm about to take the last swallow of the Eases
Jesus
Who got fifty on the next tree, we gotta stop at
the store
We need D batteries for the theme music
Snatch the biscuits from out the lawn
f**k a cab, lets take cracked-out Yolanda's Saab
We gave that bit*h two wibles
And skated off the a vehicle for that piddle
All outside the borough, dun what happened to
Queens
Like somethin in 1-2-1, foriegners on 116th
The got us on the big Q-E, just to get a taste of
that greenery
We took our smoke out to Coney Island, posted up
by the Himalaya
Pina Colada champales mixed with Dainy, that St.
Ives in dun lingo
Spillin it on the floor for our dead people,
while I spark the sequel
Shit, my people got lungs, when we smoke that
sh*t only go around once
 
Dogs we just killin time
Somebody just got they sh*t twist on the block
f**king up the grind
So, til it pipe down, 
we just going at these sluts bit*h, we wanna f**k
right now
(Overlaped my Cormega's first line)

[Cormega]
Son I'm on a bench high eatin chicken wings and
french fries
A crackhead ??? spent his last bucks on six dimes
I'm one gram from big time, a spliff away from
overdosin
My heart is broken, my man started smokin again
P, I heard the tunnel open again
I spoke to Flex he said he's gonna let both of us
in
Its time to load up the autos and semis
I wish my niggas bank was in a physical form
unlike
I got my uptown nikes thugged out and icy
Mad deep, jumpin out the Cocaine white Jeep
Through was strugglin, so I resume hustlin
Rap game or crack game my crew is still bubblin
Yo, three in the morning and the D's on the corna
still
Seems we were born to kill, yo P meet me on the
hill
So we can jet through Queens in SUV's
Show these motherf**kers how we rep this thang,
ya know?