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(Party people in the place ta be,here we go it's the three emcees who rock the house c'mon c'mon
Check it out, check it out, check it out yo)
It's the 3 emcees, in the place to be
South and Marion Franklin ta Bishop Hartley
Cut class wit Freak Nas blow L's like Marley
Get busy on beat, make'm clap like Starski
Like Starskey & Hutch, put foot ta clutch
And we rock house parties thank you very much
Your welcome and we get up in'em better tell'em
Steal the show like felon, underground's where we dwellin'
Three Goodfellas, still dope acapella
From 6-1-4, my dress code black and yella
Fam-o off the richter watch ya girl and ya sister
(Talkin' bout us) who the hell is like with ya'll
A bunch of nobodies who don't know how ta party
Coming all corny like Laurel & Hardy
Kizzle gifted, I drink wit my dogs like Peter Griffin
Get lifted, and run on a track like its Olympic
Gold Medalist, true champion, so what u tellin' us
Not a goddamn thing don't get bounced off the sediment
And just like God's mailman it's heaven sent
You can say we don't give a f*ck so we celibate
So all that other shit that your talkin' is irrelevant
We don't dumb it down, we come around on that Ed Lover shit
C'mon on son, get the f*ck outta here
True Hip Hop yo get that shit clear
Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way back in Ninety-three
Wit Doc Giggz, Phizz Ed, and Lord Hakim
(Ayo) Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way back in Ninety-three
Wit Doc Giggz, Phizz Ed, and Lord Hakim
To all my fly ladies that's in the place
Let me ya shake it up and shaka shake shake
Working that body day by day
Just call me Fat Albert, hey hey hey
Ya shit's dumb donald, my shit's don dadda
And when it comes to wins these other emcees are nada
And if you didnt know Luke I'm your father... father...father...father
Now this is what can happen when the liquor do ya thinking
Try'n ta bring the people together like Lincoln
On some Hippa to the Hoppa and it just don't stoppa
Lord Hakim, word to Lord Chief Rocka
"One Chief Rocka, number one Chief Rocka"
"I love it when they call me big poppa"
"Ahh, I can't take it no more"
We're flipping on the lights, ya'll can't fake it no more
Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way back in Ninety-three
Wit Doc Giggz, Phizz Ed, and Lord Hakim
(Ayo) Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way back in Ninety-three
Wit Doc Giggz, Phizz Ed, and Lord Hakim
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(Party people in the place ta be,here we go it's the three emcees who rock the house c'mon c'mon
Check it out, check it out, check it out yo)
It's the 3 emcees, in the place to be
South and Marion Franklin ta Bishop Hartley
Cut class wit Freak Nas blow L's like Marley
Get busy on beat, make'm clap like Starski
Like Starskey & Hutch, put foot ta clutch
And we rock house parties thank you very much
Your welcome and we get up in'em better tell'em
Steal the show like felon, underground's where we dwellin'
Three Goodfellas, still dope acapella
From 6-1-4, my dress code black and yella
Fam-o off the richter watch ya girl and ya sister
(Talkin' bout us) who the hell is like with ya'll
A bunch of nobodies who don't know how ta party
Coming all corny like Laurel & Hardy
Kizzle gifted, I drink wit my dogs like Peter Griffin
Get lifted, and run on a track like its Olympic
Gold Medalist, true champion, so what u tellin' us
Not a goddamn thing don't get bounced off the sediment
And just like God's mailman it's heaven sent
You can say we don't give a f*ck so we celibate
So all that other shit that your talkin' is irrelevant
We don't dumb it down, we come around on that Ed Lover shit
C'mon on son, get the f*ck outta here
True Hip Hop yo get that shit clear
Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way back in Ninety-three
Wit Doc Giggz, Phizz Ed, and Lord Hakim
(Ayo) Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way back in Ninety-three
Wit Doc Giggz, Phizz Ed, and Lord Hakim
To all my fly ladies that's in the place
Let me ya shake it up and shaka shake shake
Working that body day by day
Just call me Fat Albert, hey hey hey
Ya shit's dumb donald, my shit's don dadda
And when it comes to wins these other emcees are nada
And if you didnt know Luke I'm your father... father...father...father
Now this is what can happen when the liquor do ya thinking
Try'n ta bring the people together like Lincoln
On some Hippa to the Hoppa and it just don't stoppa
Lord Hakim, word to Lord Chief Rocka
"One Chief Rocka, number one Chief Rocka"
"I love it when they call me big poppa"
"Ahh, I can't take it no more"
We're flipping on the lights, ya'll can't fake it no more
Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way back in Ninety-three
Wit Doc Giggz, Phizz Ed, and Lord Hakim
(Ayo) Here's a little story that must be told
About 3 bad brothers that rock so cold
Ayo it started way back in Ninety-three
Wit Doc Giggz, Phizz Ed, and Lord Hakim
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Writer: Eddie Edwards, Hakim Allah, Shawand Saunders
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