Lyrics:
management
Man, I'm like the Feds, I bring down your establishment
Under the Rico, I purchased my 3rd quarterly from Bob Cito
Got your block locked like
When did you start chasing me
Put the pilot to the composition make a world
I'm too away from these fools ain't talking April 3rd
If you ain't real
kinda hard
Emotions had to toss
Mama raised a Boss
Hustler from the start
Tried to put us out
Got a 3rd job
Trappin played my part
Even tried to rob
I
the free world again, I'm a ball
Put my back up on the wall hopin blessins from the lord
3rd strike twenty to life nigga I choose death
Leave a coppers
Remedy uh
It was healing me uh
You were hurting me uh
Burning me to the 3rd degree
To be honest
I'm well polished
With all love
Look at what I
I've told 3 girls that I love them
1st I was young
2nd dumb
The 3rd it fit like a glove
Now its Polygimist life
I'm married to the game
And I'm
fuckin knew was stack money..
3rd Verse: How yu tell me
Yu go splatter me ?
Been steppin since ah youngin
It get wicked wen yu step to me
LaDawGGie
a 2nd then a 3rd then I finally grew up
We take advantage when Opportunity knocks like
Who's that creepin' in my window
I'm just going where the wind
down like that
Stunt up on me
You get the 3rd degree
Straight burned by a wolf like me
Turn me into a tyrant
Go on and test me
Blazin' fast when unruly
all will show me a permit
3rd verse
6 month gone I fell so strong
You all must think I’ve been prolong
128 pounds where I belong
Now I’ am come with
Iu0027ll be outwit
You all will show me a permit
3rd verse
6 month gone I fell so strong
You all must think Iu0027ve been prolong
128 pounds where I
Devil on me
One hand on the Bible
Niggas turn on you, niggas spiteful
Leave you in the cold, frostbite you
I think I'm jehovah when I'm mindful
20/20 3rd
through the Dirty 3rd
They love sippin' syrup and doin' the dirty bird
Park my 20's on the curb when I fall through Justice
Freaky tales of movin' yayo,
through the Dirty 3rd
They love sippin' syrup and doin' the dirty bird
Park my 20's on the curb when I fall through Justice
Freaky tales of movin' yayo,
me,
I'm so fucking hot I burned her to da 3rd degree he
so industry I'm so fuckin hood
(Flocka)blowing purple tree and it taste so fuckin good(Flocka)
to be fucking real G,
I'm from that 3rd ward, niggas started banging,
bitches running up, in cars cause we hanging,
ask a nigga to break em off to get her
to the muthafuckin dogg house
Picture me ballin' (ballin')
3rd world hustler out the ghetto of New Orleans
Some say life is like a fairy tail (fairy tail)
Did
cost you.. Hold up, call my manager to get a verse from me
And I'll teach you all the birds and bees
My truth burns like the 3rd degree
And my family
the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid to admit it, cause I seen niggas worse than me
Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself
In the dark, trying to get me
to come down
Yeah, playa worldwide 3rd coast all day
Mississippi wheel connected everywhere
Mind 4eva N a Day, forever how forever anyway
You know how
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
2 kids 9 years all skinned knees
3rd grade first played games with me
Tomboy type up in them tree
We as us I did not see
She rock a crooked smile
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
and a blue sea
Walking on the beach bare feet with a
Drink poured out like a true g
Humbled internally better bill suttin
Burn it up to the 3rd degree
It's
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