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3rd grade
Forget the ice and stone we’re living in the verb age

1st  I came to it
2nd  I saw through
3rd conquered this here hip hop music

1st  I came

Step to me it's 3rd degree
You're all committing perjury
You gone need some surgery
If you go and try the burglary
If you go and try to murder me

might mess around and say the wrong thang can't have you spreadin' rumors bih you the 3rd string.

Dub Bulloh (1st Verse) ~  Now what I look like gettin'

That fake shit magnified through my 3rd eye, and that's the shit y'all glorify but my soul purified
Grew up in a city we let birds fly, and the murders

(U dig U dig yeah)
(Leave Her lonely)
(I get it by my lonely)
(Ha Ha)
(What up Ob)
(Aye)

This that 3rd degree
This that roll it please
This that She

Heard of Me

Plies

Da Realist [Clean]

2008

I'm who these hataz hate to the 3rd degree 
They say I'm too gutta homie for TV 
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see 
But I'm

(We will be just fine x7)
*me singing Finnnneee
W/ 3rd just fine
W/ 5th just fine

There's a stranger sitting across from me
Is this therapy
What

3rd Ward Solja

Juvenile

Solja Rags

1997

people cryin'
Second line, T-shirtin', feet hurtin' from all of that twerkin'

[Chorus:]
Calliope thug
3rd Ward Solja
Melphanine thug
3rd Ward Solja

tape with your neck slit
What's cracking pimp

What you wanna do?
You don't really it want it really
When we come through
3rd Degree and Snug are with me

to the 3rd degree
Can't tell you what I'm finna be
But I'm from Hyde Park ten a key
I mastermind this industry
Now cut the check and give me me
Postman off in

to the coupe like Lil Yatchy
Call me CB cuz we know how to party
You already know we fuckin' up the beat, we burning it up 3rd degree
Hop in the car we hittin

through
Put it all on the line
If niggas slidin and we slide too
Never thought I'd see the day

I had to say that I miss you
On the 3rd ain't the same shit

nothing to it
smoking blunts in the 3rd with 3rd sittin gucci

Hook-
get this check let me show you how we do it how
secure the bag anyway that we can get

3rd Base, Dodger Stadium

Ry Cooder

Chavez Ravine

2005

Underneath the moon and the stars
Same ones that we all knew
Back in 1952

And if you wanna know
Where a local boy like me is coming from
3rd base, Dodger

in the dirt lil nigga
Say you wanna murder me

Put this shit on easy
Yeah It's giving bitches 3rd degree

Yeah he had a white tee I
But we left that

to survive
This the 3rd degree
Come and take
A walk with me
Projecting doubt
Trying sell beliefs
I can show you
How to
Turn impossible to
Leather seats
Make it

move fucker whatchu saying to me

He could have a gun
He could have a knife
Could be 3rd degree
Don't pick that fight
Don't fuck up you night
Don't fuck

Even if we don't...
Say no to me, treat me like I did you
Let it burn, give it that 3rd degree
I'm proud if you could say no
Even though it's hurting

murdered like 3rd degree 
Don't make me bring out the worst of me yuh

This for the niggas that always threw dirt on me 
Now y'all just wanna come work with

a whole frame cause
The budding seed only came through the void vein
Where the soul came and
Where the God brain began
And became an extension
Of this 3rd

tears by myself
ain't too many niggas solid, I'm one of the last ones left

Getting all these visions from my 3rd eye
Forever thankful for my angels in

then you know that i stay clean
My sister the same thing, she steppin in 3rd degree

With her brand new job she steppin with hurt feet
I dont plan

company
You got me burning up like a 3rd degree

We gon' run it up
We gon' lock it down
Yea You got me baby I can't leave
When it's said and done
It was all

the 3rd degree
Till even random motherfuckers down the street they can agree,
That I got this shit in every motherfucking cell in me, makalagot ang energy