Special Teamz - Three Kingz lyrics

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Special Teamz - Three Kingz lyrics

[Ed O.G] You n***as is so hard You ain't play jokes or clown Never anchored your self so you just float around I hold it down Think the boss who holds the crown Stand up sit down city's mine n***as skip town You all talk like you sh** face We make records you f*ggots make mix tapes Up in every chicks face A bunch of monkeys in the jungle 'round big apes Small timers we big papes I shift shapes antonio and sauldy ya dudes get half baked Edo for pres you shoulda voted We want the label should of promoted Y'all are sugar coated When we speak the hood will quote it This rap gat is fully loaded So take notice! [Chorus] We a bean town royalty there is none higher All s**er MC's gotta call us sire [Slaine] I got an iron lung Hacking breathing coughing and dying young Back believe violence squeezing off a fired gun The merchandise i got is as hot as a Hawaiian sun Cussing out a b**h cutting out a liar's tongue Sharp blade renegade I've never been afraid of anything I am not afraid of anything I'm a rebel priest eating angel pussies at the devils feast Smoking outer seeds pumping d** on heaven streets Blocks are rotten on flush oxycontin a crush Stolen goods for sale cars rotting with rust Who sayin' you the king what you forgotten was us The royalty the bean fall back and do your thing [Chorus] We a bean town royalty there is none higher All s**er MC's gotta call us sire [Jaysaun] Special teamz ill duck down Enemies is like goddamnit we f**ed now But you should of stuck 'round As long as i care to remember i worn the crown Any stage you name in the bean I've torn it down See some of you n***as are so deceptive Using my style like a contraceptive So timid so introspected You piece of just so so you not selected the objective [?] Put out your best hits instead of being preoccupied criticizing the next man's sh** Living vicariously on the next man's dick Trying squeeze a spot till the next man's click Boston OG's kings you gotta think of us The rest of 'em is all dead or rotten in the dust [Chorus] We a bean town royalty there is none higher All s**er MC's gotta call us sire