3 Peat

[Hook: G-Wiz] I bet this how LeBron feel I know this how Juwan feel Just loud, ain't no Reggie over here '93 Bulls nigga, '96 Bulls nigga, '97 Bulls nigga, '98 Bulls nigga Golden diamonds on my clique, bitch, we the champions [Verse 1: G-Wiz] Might hit the club with all my rings on Might walk in church with all my chains on Phil Jackson, I'm on my Zen John Paxson, I'm going in I might go with a gold roll? and a ball fake I feel like Pippen on a fast break These bitches hate the way I fade away I'll quench your thirst with some Gatorade I'm on the west drop-top with a parkay? But her bitch six tre on some dope veins In the streets I stick and move like Cassius Clay Momma called him Clay, I called him Clay Free throws with the eyes closed I weigh my dope up with my eyes closed Picture me and Gangsta Gibbs in them Diablos Midwest reppin' up to Nap-town? to Chicago [Hook] [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] I bet this how LeBron feel Hit it quick then dip, now how your broad feel Straight G.I. dough-boy my Forgi's is big as cartwheels Worried, broke down and shamed, disgusted that's how your mom feel My OGs sit back like Juwan Frederico Soprano baby, your son a don Nigga fuck the world, I'm a god, I crush this shit in my palm FNH with murder cases, little nigga don't cross the line '98 Bulls nigga Test me, better have that tool with ya So don't be nobody's fool nigga Play niggas off like Bryon Russell, give hoes the flu nigga [Hook]