Lyrics:
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Forget the FED's
It's going down in H-Town, playa look around we ain't
Scared
We ball the most on the 3rd Coast, I ain't trying to
Brag ain't trying
the most on the 3rd Coast, I ain't trying to
Brag ain't trying to boast
They should bump it out break down a pound, throw on
Your loc's man roll up
the most on the 3rd Coast, I ain't trying to
Brag ain't trying to boast
They should bump it out break down a pound, throw on
Your loc's man roll up
bisexual! You can’t fuck with me! No offense I’m not a mason or a 3rd Degree! But If I have to raise the 5th, you getting a 3rd degree! with my traevon hoodie
on and
Forget the FED's
It's going down in H-Town, playa look around we ain't
Scared
We ball the most on the 3rd Coast, I ain't trying to
Brag ain't trying
on and
Forget the FED's
It's going down in H-Town, playa look around we ain't
Scared
We ball the most on the 3rd Coast, I ain't trying to
Brag ain't trying
I do this in ya honor
3rd degree manslaughter middle finger to ya honor and the da the whole Minneapolis pd matter fact al over to you coons
startin purposely
Man I swear that shit burn
Talkin 3rd degree
feel like itadori you the curse in me
You hate this shit but you still stay & you plottin
of me
Some college students get like 3 degrees and man that's hurting me
If I tried 3 degrees I'd burn out way before the 3rd degree
I never got the first
the most on the 3rd Coast, I ain't trying to
Brag ain't trying to boast
They should bump it out break down a pound, throw on
Your loc's man roll up
deeper than 3rd degree
And you asking me why I leave
I hope me telling my perspective give you some sort of relief
(Check it)
Now you asking why I ain't
knees and I said ima change it
Bouta burn up on some 3rd degree
I'm on elevator with my enemy
I might erupt off the energy
You still get high
na-na (na-na, na-na)
Nigga, I'm the colonel of the mothafuckin' tank
Y'all after big thangs, we after big banks
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in
na-na (na-na, na-na)
Nigga, I'm the colonel of the mothafuckin' tank
Y'all after big thangs, we after big banks
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in
usher on a 3rd degree
I got a hood ratchet bitch and another on her 3rd degree
Even your bitch when y'all walk by act like she don't notice me
Fuck her
walking in truth, or living a lie
Cause I keep on falling reaching for the sky
With no answers to my questions
Asking God why, why
3rd Hook: 2x
why, why
Pay attention and listen yea there's some lessons in there
I see you starring at the stove
Don't do it
Infored and I
Completely congruent
3rd degree
perfectly certainly
Curving these lil birdies be burning shit 3rd degree
Skool of hard knocks nigga on my 3rd degree
Paint da coup white nigga so you know
Never got why I'd be celebrated been giving the 3rd degree
This year all of them heard my speech
Happy birthday to me
Bled out on stages
Soaking it in
nobody heard of me
I'm Chasing all the currency
Cut thru these beats like it's surgery
Flow give you a
3rd Degree Burn cause it's to hot
Grew up bumpin
I'm dropping be heat give em 3rd degree
How the fuck these rich niggas ain't heard of me
Now and days count a couple a duffles of quala
Remember nights
at war...I say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas from the 17th, dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...I say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas out the 3rd
rest in peace/Please?! Yall gatta forgive me for all my past years/all my doubts and my struggles wit all my past fears/felt like a prisoner on his 3rd
Welcome to my world nigga, and its V.I.P.
And the bitches and the bud for free
Welcome to this world that you never thought existed
And you got to be
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