IMB 007 - 3 PEAT Lyrics

I feel like Jordan my bros Pippen and Rodman

Well catch a opp nigga f*ck around and rob em

I.M.B.boyz how the f*ck you gone stop em

This a three peat catch ya homie leave em six feet

Look this a three peat catch ya homie leave em six feet

Pull up to they block with a chop nigga it's a big sweep

Nigga said he a killer but he ain't never even blick heat

See this what leave em dead and make they mommas have to weep

Survival of the fittest we know you lying through ya teeth So please don't spark up beef

Cause Double O don't sleep Until ya ass deceased

Bullets flying through that nike fleece And once we catch you we catch ya homie then repeat

The shit that IMB did yea that's an amazing feat

You think a nigga f*ck with TLC how a motherf*cker creep

Right on a nigga block with my f*cking glock

Yea bitch I'm toying the hots tryna get a nigga dropped

Hit em in his top my brother still mix a lot even though he took his Shalat

He still tryna spend a block

He still tryna make it hot

He still tryna hit his top

He still tryna get them dropped He got no love for the opps

Allah can't help em with that and God can't help you with this

Rule number one from BakaDon't never leave no witness

High caliber in this blick turn a nigga right to a gymnast

That nigga really a bitch I don't know why he not a feminist

Next time that nigga see me Imma make sure he remember this

Punch a nigga right in his mouth now he talk with a lisp

When I was f*cked up I used to eat Cookie Crisp

Now I drop a bag put a nigga on the hit list

Get a nigga dropped make sure that he rest in piss

Hit em with this Glock leave em in remembrance nigga

This a three peat catch ya homie leave em six feet

This a three peat catch ya homie leave em six feet

Pull up to they block with a chop nigga it's a big sweep

So please don't spark up beef

Cause Double O don't sleep Until ya ass deceased

Bullets flying through that nike fleece

And once we catch you we catch ya homie then repeat nigga