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Three Ys on a hey She want me to come over 12 just pulled me over To play hide and go seek And I gave her a inch But she wanted some feet And sometimes I
thankful that I ain't in the dirt Under grass or as ash M three sport with the digital dash I got future expectation I built my foundation on manifestation
(zin) Zin, mafia comme Three 6' Mon fils fera des drive by en tricycle
Well there are three types of people in this world Career minded, family and the third Which gets harder to define Which for us lot is just fine We
A voice is downed by an opposition An empty thought contains useless contradiction On death's beach(3x) cold confusion(3x) cold confused(repeat chorus A)
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel Bust three times throw her the peace sign She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks Long
Woke up in my ride that I apparently crashed Choked up but I'm fine not even a scratch The interstates were closed three hours ago Now empty cars all
parents find me Told you I'ma Die A Legend, verses sung by the sea I hope you Fill the holes that are empty Tempting you to just sink Disappear inside this
that’s More like a death sentence I promise you that I’m type demented My mind state? Crime infested I think I lost myself three years Ago still tryna
the middle at the top by the gate On the grass with the crass Volkswagen estate Whose is it? Mine! You're kidding, it's great! (Jesus) I just love the way
[Repeat: x3] Reap the wild wind A finger points to show a scene. (Take my hand. Take my hand.) Another face where mine had been. (Take my hand.
[Repeat: x3] Reap the wild wind A finger points to show a scene. (Take my hand. Take my hand.) Another face where mine had been. (Take my hand.
the cul-de-sac And do it all over again Just finished up the sack, but I got more money to spend 'Cause at the end of the day, it don't matter Empty out my bladder
We've been in doors for like three Days Time passing by in your pj's You'd rather hide from the Heatwave Still have my song on Replay Sending me
Word play is just an illusion Hypnotized by the television My names been shot out your mouth Northern drawl not from the south Gates of hell guarded by
Covered up by pouring cement He was banging had no teammates Boss baby u need to get your bread up I zigzagging like Max Payne catching head shots She
to Jump out the MPV empty three clips of hollow Tips wit' no sympathy Since 14, I sold Morphine for more green Kept dope in the Nautica coat Under
treat me like im Farrakhan I had to do what it took to win i got out in that field like im barry bonds I had to live by them three rules hustle hustle n
y'all niggas is whack Spin on the block with a glock and a Rollie no tock I bet three y'all niggas get whacked I take his life for a big enough price
internationally ranked supreme BK connection, when I be reppin that's no question Deceased presidentials on my mentals at all times Hop in the three
trembling times Take a look around ..Watch your Chorus Step by Step Stone by stone Meet me at the corner of the road Step by Step Stone by stone
of creation (Interlude) Verse 3 (Gato#92) The course of a creation can be kinda complex Empty as the whiskey that belongs to Gangsta 2 da Max You sit with
other MC's Ye, it's a tragic site Strap you in the car, hit the gas to the max Hit it straight into a wall Jump out last minute so you crash in it Cops
clearly the oriental attitude is that the three Are facets of the same thing Man, listen you see. Really, to me, okay? To me, ultimately, martial art means
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