Lyrics:
I take crap from nobody I sure as hell don't want none
Cause when it's all said and done tell me what you've accomplished
Sacrifice certain things in
hyper sleep
Bro she swear that she's in heaven
Cloud 9 under her feet
She gon' wake up on this beat
Sun too close it's 3rd degree
Damn the Devil gon' be
choice
Grey and in Blue
Only the team, had no 3rd party boost
Took no advance I don't need to recoup
Minor setback so they think it's a fluke
Living dead
And with you I want to fly high
2nd Chorus:
And she’s a piece of heaven
Heaven, Heaven, Heaven in my life
She’s a peace of heaven
tell ya, we bout it
Soldiers out there tech, bustin don't think
Lose ya life if you blink
Fuckin with them soldiers on the tank, cause
We No Limit
locksmith, I'm never off-key
Walk-on air lil nigga check my Nike
It's a stickup, now she on her fuckin knees
I'mma turn it up to the 3rd degree
Don't give
And what do you tell those families that now have to put they sons down?
George Floyd was murdered yet the cop only caught 3rd degree?
That was no accident,
I go by the name of Frank Zulu The 3rd
Fuck what you heard
Bars are to litty in the city, YEH!
Ha!
Yep, yep, ugh!
Huh, look. Frank Zulu The 3rd
on the map
But im A/C while hot headed to the 3rd degree
Niggas just lost trying to scope away for the fam to eat
So how can I blame
When it can change with
Til Da Zero becomes the cipher of da Judas
cnd u See Mastema up on da oceans of Europa
1st is fire n hail, da 2nd turn Water to blood
My word good, 3rd
slaw
Post up with my homies, downtown 3rd street, we be clowning at Von's
You might catch me in town for the Grand Prix, drinking brown at the bar
I'm
gold teeth, lots of money, lots of weed, Miami
Whatcha know about strip clubs, Rolex, CoCo's, bisexual hoes?
Whatcha know about 3rd Ward, how it kept
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
worried anyway
I shoot head hoops and don't care what people say
You can ask Dr. Wigglefarmer for yourself
He's the 3rd head down, top row, 3rd shelf
[Hook
wanna leave
I might get down on my hands and my knees
I have to plea
Not guilty in the 3rd
The 1st degree
In love with all yo' flaws and sins
Ik you want
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
the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd
You know what we do when we come through, ya heard?
In the south nigga
Deep in the four door, watchin
thought I couldn’t somehow made it happen
3rd time was enough for me stubborn as can be
2 many rhymes I’m running out of time this shit is stressing me
just be by my lonely and I dont gotta talk no I dont wanna talk tonight
I got trust issues with you people
One minute I see you acting strange then
Me
Come Ride Through These 3rd Row's,
And Let Me Show Ya How I Puttin' In Work Goals
The 4-4 Bulldog Small Enought To Fit In A Nigga Boot
So It's
now hunting for my dreams
No Kareem I'm not a Cleveland Brown gift of art 3rd tape
Damn I love the way that sounds did it by myself
I ain't have nobody
throughout the country 37%
And we don't represent but-but 12% of the country
Now that's disproportionate and ain't no joke you know
It's it's not by
throughout the country 37%
And we don't represent but-but 12% of the country
Now that's disproportionate and ain't no joke you know
It's it's not by
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