Lyrics:
I remember being posted up on the 1st and the 3rd
Just re'd up, nigga got a 9 piece
All the while fantasizing, visualizing, comin' through in a Benz
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
and sittin' and layin' in line
First they'll do a little singin', then hear a little preachin'
And get saved for the 3rd time this week
A bowl of soup
shows it's
Not even his kid
Chanel bags, everything
She shopping every time she
Gets a wedding ring
This her 3rd marriage, 4 carats
Brand new Jag,
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
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
Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook
Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out
When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze
Pillow talking with your
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3rd
want freedom
We don't want justice
We just want someone to love.
Someone to love.u
I was called upon in the 3rd grade class
I gave my answer and it
We don't want justice
We just want someone to love
Someone to love
I was called upon in the 3rd grade class
I gave my answer and it caused a fuss
talk in sign language, ya'll don't deserve words
I get my serve swerved, may leave 'em 1st 3rd
Stop lyin' lie for what
Steer a whip, drive it up, steer
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
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
"The Gas Face" like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference
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
we're up to ten
My heart knew it was gonna end in love
1st step, a sweet hello
2nd step, my heart's aglow
3rd step, we had a date
4th step, we
Gay Street, High Street, Main Street
Jefferson Lane, Governor's Way
Cardinal Street, it's all so gay
Oak, Willow, 1st, 2nd, 3rd over and over
Where's
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
fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions, I tell you what I see
Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves
You naked lying on the pavement
Awakening wonder
(Repeat Chorus after second verse, then go down to 3rd verse)
(Repeat Chorus after third verse)
Once I met a man who knew where he was
the first grade, A heavy hitter I must say
I remember them days, Remember in 3rd grade
Bald fade with the waves
Tiger blue till this day
Ridin' down 13th,
a bloody mess (tap tap)
[Hook laps over 3rd time bridge starts]
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 the first same time
Them
fought shine light on the skeptics
We see fakeness
Our intension is sacred
3rd eye wide exemplifying greatness whats up
Capitalism is so real
The same
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