Lyrics:
to serve shake, now I serve steaks
Three squares on the road, call it 3rd Bass
Big ass face, chop you in your laugh face
Shoot his ass, aim defense is
West Coast leftin
Dirt road steppin
How we crept in
Don’t ask questions
3rd world revolutionaries
Its your karma no confessions
Hecho en Aztlan hecho en
babysit your poor choices that you do, I
Try to comprehend because we're going for a ride
With the 3rd Street Saints because they're all a vibe
Level up
not lose and if you thought
I will settle for anything less than homie
I got news to the 3rd degree
NC's in a state of emergency
(Yes, yes, get it
on the wall we pissy drunk at the players ball/
3rd Verse
It was on playboy at tonight’s main event/
Dos Equis had the yacht the models was heaven sent/
Labatt
Running To The Candy Lady in 2930
Mrs Punkin House, on The 3rd Flo
Y’all Remember The penny Shoestrings Jo Remember Them Penny Shoestrings
Who Remember
tonight
Or maybe when she's not around
Just give me a call tonight
I told my lady ima be home late, baby quit stressing me
Every time that you leave me i
the door
Like a broken Nintendo
I ain't playing no more
You keep your 3rd Eye closed
But I'm well awoke
By the way that he spoke
I could tell he don't know
Two hours later back in the hood slangin' dope
'Cause its an everyday thang where I hang at
3rd Ward Calliope projects I thought I name dat
Where
'm gon need my own
Studio, so me and the mob could get it on
Sure enough a year went by and we got strong
One Nigga had to quit, but shit life moves on
We
a pint
Tippin' through the southside, runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Collectin' his scratch, protection' his snaps
He
a pint
Tippin' through the southside, runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Collectin' his scratch, protection' his snaps
He
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd
Fahrenheit
3rd degree burns on my face
Sunkissed face in front of mine
I mean look at it
Lipstick stains all on my lip
We can coexist
Addicts
Yeah we addicts
telekinetically
I burn heat with 3rd Degree emergencies, Urge Mcs with Urgency
Wage a whimsical war of written words with me
Prefer to eat the weak verbally
Speech
went from cheddar to cheese from powder to cooked rocks
From the ghetto to the lakes
(to the lakes 3rd ward, Caliope)
Slangin' thangs in the hood
and leave ya
Beside a lonely road or inside a meat freezer
That's the way it goes on the
3rd rock from the sun (earth)
Alone circling the light were we
Begun
whoa, yeah
Roaming ‘round the earth
Thinking ‘bout my city
Yeah the place of my birth
Every time I hear the name I
Get a pain in my shirt
Right next
say that I never said that I was hurting
But you had failed to mention you didn't
Remember our conversation at all
Point of it all
It was the 3rd time I
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd
spoke, okay I
Candy paint
Sexy as we tipping from the city lights
Got them boys flexing, baby
Every time we pimp the ride
Gripping wood grain, always
's in the worst place
All I had was beastie boys and third bass
I'm the dude who always come down in 3rd place
Until I heard the story of Your Life
University
Melbourne PD they heard of me
Treat me like we did first degree
Murder or maybe 3rd degree
No sir i don't have no degree
Here's my license what else
on the cbc
go tell it to the mountain
go tell it to the deepest sea
go tell it to every mother
you can cool it with the 3rd degree
we're just happy sewing
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