Lyrics:
the hood and we blowing on candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime for
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
on a date like a
Lifer granted board
Imani on the mic like 23
Spitting heat
My tongue should be burnt to the 3rd degree
I go after do like re mi
I pay you
at the parties and talked ish and
Was hawkish with
Was dudes from Sherman park to 3rd street
Especially around 24th and capitol, near Rufus King
I was literally
Rubber band on rubber band who got the budget
Coming to you live from the 3rd got her ass looking light
Did you lie won't you twerk it's my California
Hopped in da coupe switch lanes swerve da V (Skurrt skurrt!)
Ice on da wrist like I did surgery (Surgery, Bling blaow!)
Flamming these tracks to the 3rd
grinding shit encourage me
I got a yearning and it's burning like it's 3rd degree
Should I drop the fuck out or still get my degree
Should we bring them mops
niggas wanna play me
I got 100 rounds with no safety
Try me i shoot on yo ass like i'm KD
My neck in the 3rd dimension
And my bitch super bad need
We gone catch us a 1st degree
Everything that I touch nigga
Hmph, I give it 3rd degree
I been poppin since 5th grade
How tf u ain heard of me
These
the Illuminati stripped us of Bohemian growth
Burning 3rd degree free masons of old the American Chapter, "the skull and bones"
The matrix sign of the sacred
got you but it won't get me
He's in a little demon to the 3rd degree,
Mo drugs, White thugs and wanna be's,
Soldiers of the burbs all guilty see,
a friendship
Had a dozen of you, already loved you, I couldn't stop
Got on the metro stumbling to 3rd and Pine block
Hit the Micky D's, puked all over
fuck what u thinkin play it's goin down
She face down ass up I'm sweatin 1 leg up
Goin for it 3rd round I'm layin da smackdown
Goin for it 6th round I'm
the rhyme-ass trickster or outcast
of intellect, I wreck shit with my own sect
The ace in the hole, I'm the Derelict of Dialect
..
[MC Serch]
3rd Bass, but not
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
getting dark
Oh I hope my heart don't stop
Do you really give a damn?
Do you even understand?
(understand me)
3rd verse
Hour glass is taining
It's the KMD ? g fills
Which builds up the fence for the fibs you're sprayin'
My ace is in the hole
So what you playing
"KMD and 3rd bass is just
the dirty south
What we really worried about x2
[soulja slim]
(peep this shit) I know you heard about this nigga from the 3rd
Raw, then a uncut bird with bad
Safety off, for my safety on my piece,
Paid all this money to not use my degree,
They mean to kill us and they get 3rd degree,
Need a vacay paradise
3rd Ave
Lil one from the bottom
They gone doubt but I ain’t stopping
Really out them trenches so it really ain’t no flopping
Don’t even trust no soul
lipstick on the lip of the Bottles.
A deadly stare too, will you see tomorrow? Uh,
You better hope that you got your 3rd eye open. Get smoked for whatever
tryna eat
And hardship burns like a 3rd degree
I cant a turn a cheek
If your living nice you ain't heard of me
And you can all smile with your pearly
with the shits no cap, no fitted
Flow too sick
I'm back on the 3rd I done killed every verse
I'm committing murder degree of the 1st
Got me a cutie she
boot he a spare tyre
3rd degree I'm inda kitchen I dont mind the fire
Get a box like a funeral just to dress flyer
Remember stuck on curb kicking ball
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