[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 f**in' with the three kings [x4] [Verse 1 - Styles P] King ever lasted, in the money and fashion Champagne and good weed smokes my pa**ion 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 a**a**ins Pain when I'm laughing Boss sh**, 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 n***as 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 n***a carry on One hit wonderama, then you grow out of them n***as like your old pajamas Talk about us on your little block She can't call so she text while she s**in' co*k I don't give a f**a' 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]