3TRAIN

[Intro: Big Ghost]

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Big Ghost

[Verse One: Big Ghost]

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[Verse Two: A Hype]

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{Verse Three: Spiritual Tendancies]

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[Verse Four: Freddie Gibbs]

Slammin', when I hit you up, I'm talkin 'bout bangin' something

Chill off in your crib and have a thing, probably make it stank or somethin'

Girl you like my bottom bitch, post my bail, pay for my lawyer

Play your position when them other hoes get out of order

When you wanna give me that pussy? You purchase a plane ticket

Run around town when I bust her down, they want shit like them lames did it

Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick

Basically if this bitch lay with me, she payin' me, I'm on some pimp shit

For real, it's 2 A.M., club was 'bout to close up

Thumbing through my contacts bout' to call one of my hoes up

Then I met you, kicked game and followed you to the breakfast spot

Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriot

Screaming like you got your cherry popped

Fucking, switching up positions

Thought this shit would never stop, motherfuck an intermission

Damn!

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[Verse Six: Big Mike]

I'm on this beat again? Deja vu

Like Clipse said, "wamp wamp, what it do?"

3TRAIN, the third of the trifecta

Put this squad together? No one can do it better

My verbal assault, let it rain down on you like a monsoon

Beef with me, that's your impending doom

Yeah

Fucking with me was a mistake

Your career's well done now, we should call you steak

And you couldn't even catch up with me in the race

Mobb Deep, scared to death, scared to look me in my face

There's no more time to plead your case

Give you the hands like Daredevil, cuz this is the chaste

I'm giving you that attention that you chase

Keep fucking with me, I'll do you like Ghostface did Mase

AgusRonny, how many times I gotta warn em?

Championships, champion shit like Michael Jordan

[Verse Seven: A Hype]

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[Verse Eight: Yokai]

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[Verse Nine: King Blow]

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