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the underachievers – 3hree kings كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: ak]
i got 7 mac 11’s, it’s a 147 on any peasant
with a stone cold vengance will get ya brethren
this the daily routine chase dreams and scoop cream
but of course this broke n-ggas wanna get in between
so i keep my eye wide on the new york crime side
it’s 33 reasons why i’m just too fly
my aura stay beaming indigo blue feeding off ya soul
fool beating off the pro tools ahh
do what i gotta till my crew hold a lotta ones
momma see what i become shining on the world her son
told me i would be the one way before neyo
you n-ggas ain’t believe though now i’m bombing like my weed smoke b-tch!

[verse 2: issa gold]
smoking on this loosie still elegant like a 2 piece
mister writing on my iphone i stuffed my pockets with lose leafs
like loose leaves fall in autumn i turn the clock never stalled em
spit fire like we some sawyers they look they never saw us
i’m painting let me do my thang yo type always bend a name or 2 that i’m 7 chains
bumping they music will leave stupid like heroin rather medicine
that sticky that proper sediment for better man
like a black he-rs- we lead and we stay ahead of them
edison the way the light bulbs on my head they shimmering
if yo sh-t ain’t lit you ain’t using yo head sever it
shoutout for the battle but none of these n-ggas helmets fit ughh!
you unprepared homie you need my messages
my flow like walking on stilts giving n-ggas that leverage dropping gems and sh-t
filled up inside of my penmanship peep the redder it
we make new rules like we presidents
i’m tryna win but in the process of a better man
who you better than? never me n-gga i got synonym
stay anonymous only few n-ggas conspire with
spitting higher sh-t that boom bap lyrical scientist
people trying it tell em conquer their whole environment
yo tv lying man flip egg brain and they frying it
devine, illuminated fire spinning 3 eyes
creating my reality since a n-gga was knee high

[verse 3: freeway]
see i, come through and always handle my b.i
rock split life after death shouts to b.i
g.i puppies up in heavens with the angels
leave them n-ggas on ankles sting them n-ggas like a bee hive
we are street kings similar to t.i
we are 3 kings gifted on the m.i
c.i see why n-ggas hate cuz we up
mad as sh-t cuz they down
i would hate to be y’all
my gun would make you revolve
i got 8, 38’s increase the murder rates
i send n-ggas to pearly gates
i know magic my gun would make you levitate
hit you with the shotty catch a body then we celebrate

- the underachievers

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