[Verse 1] Swear a nigga stuntin', but I do this everyday Had them hoes bouncin' on my dick like a Chevrolet Put on for my city, nigga city on my face And I'm 'bout to throw a party, tell Diddy send a case Fuck a square nigga, I'll say it to his face Rap niggas quick to tell like it's a snitch nigga race My nigga Frank told me, "take your time bakin' cakes" Gotta get to the money at a Indiana pace Nigga said he gob' rob me, bitch you could miss me Stay strapped up like I'm 5150 Mo' K's than the mothafuckin' pitcher Get your ass smoked like a Swisher
[Hook] I keep three heats on me .45, Glock and a gauge LeBron James, Chris Bosh and D. Wade Any nigga try to stunt get sprayed What happened to the body? Nigga, MIA!
[Verse 2] In the mirror, "where you headed nigga?" To the fuckin' gun range Fuck the paper, nigga shoot the whole fuckin' gun range Yellin' at the cop car "soo-woo", here I come Wayne Bail only a hundred thousand, nigga that's chump change Back on deuces, front's on dubs Bet a Bentley and a Phantom that this bitch don't run When you worth twenty mill, you can shine when it's sunny Just turned thirty, so I can't be from Young Money There's Young Money and there's young money Niggas from the crew then there's nigga with young money Hatin' on a real nigga cause he on and you not Cut your head, got some tats, now he think he 2Pac Nigga pull up at the club tryin' to floss Boy done grew a beard now he think he Rick Ross Say he sellin' birds can't tell you what it costs How the fuck you gon' get a chicken off
[Hook] I keep three heats on me .45, Glock and a gauge LeBron James, Chris Bosh and D. Wade Any nigga try to stunt get sprayed What happened to the body? Nigga, MIA!
[Verse 3] Nigga sold ten million now they say I'm Hollywood If I sold ten more, shit I probably would I done drove every car, I done sold every drug Fucked all the hoes, popped every bottle in the club Hoes tryin' to give me pills, bitch I ain't into drugs Coconut Ciroc by the case, give me groupie love Grammy nominated, ain't forgot about the stove Paint the Phantom all red, call that bitch Derrick Rose In and out of lanes, 24's insane To think I got this far from sellin' cocaine I'm a stand up nigga, get your grands up nigga Take your ass to Staples, get your rubber bands up nigga Made all this fuckin' money what the fuck I'm gon' cop now I don't know but I'm comin' through with the top down Too much to live for my sons and my daughter One more and I'ma take 'em to the Carter
[Hook] I keep three heats on me .45, Glock and a gauge LeBron James, Chris Bosh and D. Wade Any nigga try to stunt get sprayed What happened to the body? Nigga, MIA!
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4th track from The Game’s Brake Light mixtape. The track about Miami Heat’s The Big Three ( LeBron , Bosh & Wade ). This trio got together in 2010-2011 NBA season and broke up in 2013-2014.
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