3 Kings Lyrics - Dr. Dre

Yeah, classic hip hop s**t 

Dr. D-R-E 

Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em 

We started out mopping floors 

And now we front row at the awards 

Number one for the last twenty years 

If you real, mothafucka scream cheers! 

Mothafucka scream cheers! 

Heh, and it is what it is 

He wanted to shine at the swap meet 

Til the white boys got him in that hot seat 

I only love it when her hair long 

You should listen to this beat through my headphones 

Money long, number one twenty years strong 

Fuck a gym, I am him, I'm Andre Young 

G5s to 64s, Dre got 'em 

If the bitch bad I got her in red bottoms 

Great weed, nice homes, bread proper 

Tec nine, one chamber, top shotta 

Bentley coupe, new yacht, my helicopter 

Born broke, real nigga straight out of Compton 

The fuck you magazine niggas want from me? 

I rewrote the game, nigga, now talk money 

All black on my Al Capone s**t 

I built a house, nigga get your own s**t 

I only love it when her hair long 

You should listen to this beat through my headphones 

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See y'all niggas 

Hit the switches on that shit one time, ugh 

Let the top down 

I came a long way from the weed game 

Twenty stack seats at the Heat game 

And I'm still strapped with the heat man 

And we steppin' on a nigga feet man 

80 pair of sneakers came from the D game 

Cousin was a Crip, said it was a C thing 

Brown bag money in a duffle bag 

Fuck 'em all, wet 'em and we gotta double back 

The homie whippin' chickens in his momma kitchen 

On the mission, said he get it for his son tuition 

Real nigga's dreams comin' to fruition 

Stumble, but I never fall, leanin' on my pistol 

I only love it when the ass fat 

We should listen to this track in my Maybach 

I'm just tryin' to be a billionaire 

Come and suck a dick for a millionaire 

Uh, it's just different 

I know it feels different 

Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown 

Play this s**t while you play around with my crown 

King H-O, y'all should know by now 

But if you don't know, uh 

Millions on the wall in all my rooms 

Niggas couldn't f**k with my daughter's room 

Niggas couldn't walk in my daughter's socks 

Banksy bitches, Basquiat 

I ran through that buck fifty Live Nation fronted me 

They workin' on another deal, they talkin' two hundred fifty 

I'm holdin' out for three 

Two seventy five and I just might agree 

Ex-D-boy, used to park my Beamer 

Now look at me, I can park in my own arena 

I only love her if her weave new 

I'm still a hood nigga, what you want me to do? 

Been hoppin' out the BM with your BM 

Taking her places that you can't go with your per diem 

Screamin' carpe diem until I'm a dead poet 

Robin Williams shit, I deserve a golden globe bitch! 

I take a Ace in the meanwhile 

You ain't gotta keep this Khaled, it's just a freestyle 

F**k rap money, I've made more off crates 

F**k show money, I spent that on drapes 

Close the curtains, fuck boy, out my face 

I whip the coke, let the lawyer beat the case 

Murder was the case that they gave me 

I killed the Hermes store, somebody save me 

Stuntin' to the max like wavy 

Oh s**t! 

Oh, stuntin' to the max, I'm so wavy 

Used to shop at TJ Maxx back in '83 

I don't even know if it was open then 

I ain't know Oprah then 

Have the XL 80 bike 

Loud motor, they be like, "Damn!" when I'm comin' through, rrraaanngg 

Had the grill in '88, y'all niggas is late 

You got all that, right? 

I love this shit like my own daughter 

Let's spray these niggas, baby, just like daddy taught ya 

Young, this is just different