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Mr 3 2 Streets On Lock

(feat. Mike D) [talking] Uh-huh uh, yeah-yeah [Mr. 3-2] Mafia boss, I tolerate no loss You heard it from Mr. 3-2, Governor of the South Blood in blood

funny I remember playin over needles in the street Everywhere I go and there was some part of mr Thirteen thirteen was, hookers and hoes On 11th

Got the streets on lock homie I can't lose Put me anywhere I'm the realest nigga in the room(believe me) Take a look at me I'm what you call street approved

on that fly shit Boy, boy Ia??m on that fly shit Boy Ia??m on that fly shit Boy boy Ia??m on that fly shit (x2) Just won a thousand dollars on a brand

vest never fest just cascade I'm a go on I'm a run and I'm a go on and tell two friends so on (so on) I ain't passive I lamp with the dope state massives

wheel on the tanks I live on the bill in the banks I come in and do my thang Where the muthafucka that think im playin? Chorus (2x) Mr. Marcello:

, I'm tru Taking everything you got with that infrared dot on your knot Down South Hustlers got on lock, with that J L O C on cock Gangstafied like them

comprehend Facin sin, locked in the pen, you can never win runnin free, that shit for me Don't you be no dummy, tell on me Its Mr. Greed, Ima take it

Southside for those who dont know South Bay Palm Avenue fa sho SD 1-3 for my Gs on the streets Sureno bangin Thug flippin on the beat Like that dont you