BIG 3

[Intro]
I don't trust these niggas, don't trust these bitches neither
I got a bitch, but I don't need her, I just need my Nina (The great Killa)
Like a old-head from 1200, I just need my forty
Oh, he in traffic with his bitch, smoke him and his shorty
Yeah, I'm Big 3

[Verse]
Yeah, you know I'm the G.O.A.T. in my city
You know once you play with the G.O.A.T.s, shit get risky
You know once you fuck with the opps, shit get tricky
Oh, they deep in the crowd, nah, we show no pity
You know I ain't picky
I want all of 'em dead
I ain't sparing shit, I want all of they heads
We gon' spin the block, bitch, you know I ain't scared
Goin' Trazy until they free Wop out the feds, you know I ain't playing
They looking, they know I'm the man with the plan
If you see what I see, I'm the man with the bands
Nigga, I don't know you, I ain't shaking your hand
If you say the wrong thing, I'ma up, get to spraying
I'ma knock out his lights, I'ma take that boy life, if we beefin', then I might go fuck on your wife
If he dissing on Ray, he'll be dead by tonight
Shooters ready to blow when I say it's aight
I be tweaking, bitch, I pour a four in my Sprite
I be leaning, but you know a four, that shit light
Fuck the four, It's on sight, bitch, it's up like a kite
5.56s be all in his head like some lice
I was broke, I was eating hot dogs in my rice
Now I walk in the mall and I buy what I like
I like that, yeah, I'll take the shoes with the spikes
My pockets fat, your pockets look like they petite
He with Trazy, don't know what's up Crazy Joe
Man, that boy out his mind, he be ready to blow
He said if It's my time then I'm ready to go
He won't play with that iron, lil' kid gon' up the score
He like, "Set, what you doing? Let's slide through the O"
Day and night like, "Fuck that, we gon' slide through the four"
Saw my face, he got shocked like he saw a ghost
When we fly, he gon' drop, turn, into a post
When we fly, he gon' drop, turn into a strain
I come straight out the 'jects, now the jit on demand
Big 3, I got gunners, they kill on command
Bitch, your shooters ain't huntin', they ain't laying how we laying
I'ma tell you again, I'm the man with the plan
Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the man with the bands
Free 'kash, three times
I swear I'm a motherfucking menace
I waited so long for this shit, now I'm in it
I got it the harder way like I'm Penny
Stay down in this shit 'til you make you a mill'
In my city late night I be spinning and bendin'
If we catch him down bad, we gon' knock off his [?]
I throw in your head, what I'd spend on some Fendi
Better do what you doin', lil' nigga, don't end it
Everything that I got, I'ma die for that shit
We be smokin' your bro, you don't ride 'bout that shit
When we slide, y'all never outside with y'all shit
Man, I smoke up Baldhead, I be high as it get
I be high as a bitch
I got beeps, so you know I run with that stick
Big heat, you know I'm outside with my shit
83, you know not to play with this shit
Big 3, you gon' die if you play with my shit

[Outro]
Big 3, you gon' die if you play with my shit