The Lox Three Kings

[Hook – Dyce Payne]

They gone say the same thing (bout’ us)

It’s always been the same thing (bout’ us)

We gone stay the same way

Never will we ever change

You fuckin’ with the three kings [x4]

[Verse 1 – Styles P]

King ever lasted, in the money and fashion

Champagne and good weed smokes my passion

Whoever makin’ the plate, I need the biggest ration

I get the type of headaches that’ll melt down aspirin

Wakin’ up gasping, dancing with the devil breaking bread with assassins

Pain when I’m laughing

Boss shit, I shoot the office you put your staff in

Enjoy now, cause in the future you’ll be a has been

King of the four-five dirty niggas that all ride

You don’t want a bullet in your mouth like fluoride

Louch, Kiss and I let a bullet or a sword fly

Kings of the slums front line when it’s war time

[Hook – Dyce Payne]

[Verse 2 – Sheek Louch]

Hold up! Checkmate king me

L-O-X see the treasure that it bring me?

Fifty large in the carry on

You ain’t reach our level yet nigga carry on

One hit wonderama, then you grow out of them niggas like your old pajamas

Talk about us on your little block

She can’t call so she text while she suckin’ cock

I don’t give a fucka’ what your hood say

You barley made one-hundred dollars on a good day

Always keep that metal on my hip

And my hand and feet work is even better don’t trip

[Hook – Dyce Payne]

[Verse 3 – Jadakiss]

Royaly at it’s finest, might as well address me as your highness

Loyaly, barz, pure flyness, we been the same way since we was minors

A1 respect from the jump start, for fact we pumped hard and dumped hard

Straight from the palace to the junk yard

A lot of times a king is your trump card

All eyes on, hustle till the pie’s gone

Integrity is something we can’t compromise on

Never change the three letter acronym

L-O-X, the streets still backin’ em’

Three kings

[Hook – Dyce Payne]