today, to make tomorrow better Know I'm tal'n bout, boys tal'n bout this and that That and this, trying to get mine right now [Mr. 3-2:] Lost my daddy
(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
did, I oughtta kidnapped ya lil' kids Get rid, of your ass forever Delete ya mistreat ya, and teach ya with the Baretta Boys is scared of, Mr.-Mr. 3-2
to do, (you got to do this) Get your ass in girl, (can you handle this) Yeah that's what's up let's do it, (let's go baby) [Mr. 3-2:] I'm in the zone
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
way Do some'ing, beat your feet baby get on Do some'ing, you wait for me get you some currency Huh 2-G, go down huh, look feel it [Mr. 3-2:] Baby beat
(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
-O-D, Mr. Christopher your son One huh, that's what I would do Mr. 3-2, and it's all for you [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] I would like to get through the day
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
still gon hold Sitting swoll down South, diamonds in our mouth We gotta put it in your face, just to show you what we bout [Mr. 3-2] Platinum tongue,
(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
poured up with purple love when we ride goin, gettin cash all day while sippin flossin with a broad on 'vard we flippin...We Creep [3-2] Po'ed up real
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
hot so I'm makin transacts at my low key spot keep a glock automatic with extended clips cause I ain't tryna hear that ole weak ass shit [Chorus x2: 3-2
try to cap ya Like undergrounds with a bar code, can't nobody scan So what we out together, is too strong to comprehend [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] Call me
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,