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Mo3 - Champion (Audio) Prod by Yung Starr
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MO3
MO3
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm a champion
I'm a champion
I win
They're like, "Damn, he won"
They're like, "Damn, he won again"
Got the heart of a lion, standin' tall with that iron
****, you gon' have to kill me
And they know that I'ma ride when they look me in the eye
And that's why the streets feel me
[Verse 2]
Wanna be down, they make their mind up
Not to ride with their moms
But I'm sick and tired, I have to swallow my pride up
You hear me, let's fire it up
I know you watchin', but I gotta provide
I got a mama, hope you keep her alive
A lot of partners that I lost to the coppers
Get a look, bitch, I'm the boss of this rap shit
They're lookin' ready to ride
I know they gon' kill 'em, I gotta get 'em out the hood 'fore they gone
I know they itchin' when I look in they eyes
[Verse 3]
Markin' a map with they skin, though
Let down the window, rearrange the whole scenery
Laws come, we act like we ain't seen nothing
Go get it and go, make sure you change your demeanor
Pockets sittin' thicker than the legs on Devina
Fucked a white girl, she take dick, a real screamer
I salute her, she ain't snitched since the day that I seened her
Interrogation from the laws lookin' for the heater
Talkin' about MO3, she start speakin' amnesia
I remember when the stolo was a photo-green Beemer
They ain't let me drive it 'cause I probably woulda wrecked it
Don't believe their lies, bitch, I'm highly respected
A man that will test me, he'll die by this weapon
I learned how to shoot, took time to perfect it
All hail, it's the king, bitch, I'm a god in my section
Hang on, I improvise by the side that I'm reppin'
They don't recognize that I strive for this blessing, yeah
[Verse 4]
I'm a champion
I'm a champion
I win
They're like, "Damn, he won"
They're like, "Damn, he won again"
Got the heart of a lion, standin' tall with that iron
****, you gon' have to kill me
And they know that I'ma ride when they look me in the eye
And that's why the streets feel me
[Verse 5]
'Cause I win, win, win (I win, win)
I win, win (Win, win), I win (I win)
I did this shit once, came back, did it twice
I'ma do this shit again ('Gain)
'Cause I'm a champion
I'm a champion
I win (I win, yeah, win, win, win)
They're like, "Damn, he won" (MO-muhfuckin'-3, look)
They're like, "Damn, he won again"
[Verse 6]
They don't televise, they disguise my progression
Will they ever check me or ride is the question?
Catch 'em outside, bet they dodge my direction
Five-foot-five, with a six-nine complexion
I won't jeopardize what I got, that's why they panickin'
Shoot 'em with a shooter, don't get turned into a mannequin
My cousin in the Fed say, "The cell block jammin' ya"
He got stabbed by some friends, I need alcohol and bandages
Illuminati shit, I see the devil when them cameras lit
But God got my back, so I ain't trippin', He gon' handle that
(He gon' handle it)
Why would You put all this pain on my plate
Spread lies on my name, tellin' people I'm fake?
They look up to me because I am the way
I'm the king of the jungle, I run with the apes
I pray that one day the world see that I'm great
Stay down all the way, I go hard in the paint
[Verse 7]
I'm a champion
I win, win, win (Win, win), I win, win (win, win)
I win (Win, win, win)
I did this shit once, came back, did it twice
I'ma do this shit again (Do this shit again)
And I'm a champion
I'm a champion
I win (I win, win, win)
They're like, "Damn, he won"
They're like, "Damn, he won again"
[Verse 8]
I'ma win, win, win
I'ma make sure all my people win, win, win
Win, win, win, win
Written by: Melvin Noble
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