Tekster:
3 Steps Ahead

candy paint job fly Big timer on the loose Got my bitch riding five And every time I pull up, you know I'm iced up When I step up in the club, I light

crumble Tryin to tumble, I make the widest nigga humble Big as mutumbo, stepped away for 44 Your ass is dying, goddamit, in krunch time, it's krunch time [verse 3

They Want It I-I Dont think they want it I Don't Think They Want It I-I Dont think they want it Ay, now every time I stepped in you could tell I stepped

them sirens coming I can hear them sirens coming Better run when you hear the sirens coming I can hear them sirens coming 1 to the 2 to the 3 to the

pretty girls from Detroit to the Bay. Flashing lights and cameras baby get your pose on take a picture. Get your damn (pose on) x3 Do it with no (clothes on) x3

Ghost She work for Kevin, she 'bout seventy seven She paid her dues when she smoked His brother in law at his bosses' wedding Flew to Venezuela quickly when the big fed stepped in 3

Like a cowboy at a rodeo From mister mister dosie doe Around the dance floor Steppin the new hardcore I'm Jazz Fresh and I'm trapped [Chorus] [Verse 4] Max up to step

facing, shank you with knives You're missing a born soldier, operation declined I'm like a optician, with a vision to shine A hundred steps ahead of

Hungry little nigga bought to eat until the plate is gone Got the flamer on Bout to step into the danger zone Might as well go ahead and call the cops