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]