Lyrics:
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
when you hit the block
And just pick’em off
Every Christian falls
Man we all gotta get involved
Reach thru the fire
Even when 3rd degree Burns increase
right through that twinkle in her eye
Drink at the absurdities
Burn some weed and learn some things
About the way she hurts me
To the 3rd degree
Earnestly
of ? and growth
Burning 3rd degree free masons of old the American doctor the skull and posts
The matrix sign of the sacred geometric doctrines of hatred
For your 3rd Wishhhhhhhh
This is your last wishhhhhhh
Tell me what it is
Tell me what you need
For your 3rd Wishhhhhhh
This is your last wishhhhhhh
n**** ain no fuckin plug
He sent you up the street
Glock switches we tote federal heats
They burn to 3rd degree
Got bitches I fuck on the campus
with my eyes drippin down the glass
Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot
And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it
I know the devil's
ages nothing interests me.
I`ll ring another number, make sure it`s a she.
Here we go again, I`ll give it 3rd degree.
No hard feelings oh yes I`m sure
every day of the week, 3rd period
Fuckin' with the teachers had, callin' 'em racist
I tried to show them crackers some light, they couldn't face it
I
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
i know it's emergency
I get it hot get it burning like 3rd degree
My n*ggas say keep on going it's workin 'D
Told em ok when we up, know we all gone
crazy bitch so don't tempt me
Gon fuck around and convince me
To make a bitch hit his knees
And burn his ass with that 3rd degree
Ima demon bitch
I'm
blunts, no 3rd Degree
It's M.O.B. 'til I R.I.P.
Already
I'm on my G
Come to my city, better pay the fee
Don't fuck with me
I'm bipolar
Bite my style, I
You not dealing with kids
You ffff with real gangsta
Don't mess unless
You want to suffer the consequences
Don't make me catch 3rd degree
I don't want
I need it 1 time, 1 time for whatever
2 times 2 time if you together
A 3rd time make it hard for me to see
My friends like who is she to you, i be
a thirty-shot in my Impala
I'm a 3rd bred Bankhead, Roll Park scholar
From a house with no father, school - why bother?
That's why I call myself the King
for eternity
Roll a spliff and
Let that s**t burn to the 3rd degree
Yeah if you go now
My heart might need surgery, so
Don't murder me, just work with
my tokens, Chuck E cheese
All this shit from grindin' and hard work
It ain't luckily
I'm too 3rd Wall, wide open, lay up
I'll still shoot the three
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