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fucked with it
Appetite for Destruction
For him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit
Murder in the first degree and manslaughter
Taking the life

but don’t play with 3
I gotta keep it on me baby this a 3rd degree
32 This bitch jumping ain’t no sprain knee
Over xans them boys tried to murder me
But

on the go 
But I still help my mans out 
Never sell my soul
But I'm still gone cash out 
I always pick the 3rd 
Like Jerry Stackhouse 

Production by nail 
Ty

Cases

Yo Gotti

Live from the Kitchen

2012

[Chorus x2]
You throw Rose by the case [?]
Three hundred dollar jewellery [?] we [?] by the cases.
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It's

Hypnotize Cash Money

Juvenile

Most Known Hits

2005

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

Leave it in the street
Toss it in the gutter
Set it down by your feet
Walk on, walk on
Walk on down the road
Walk on, walk on
No need to carry that

Throw your muthafucking Cincinnati hats in the sky
Nigga don't ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max nine fives I,
Walk on the moon, flow

Little Old Lady

Julie Andrews

The Hoagy Carmichael Songbook [RCA]

1990

Little old lady passing by,
Catching everyone's eye,
You have such a charming manner,
Sweet and shy.
Little old bonnet set in place,
And a Smile

I can still smell your smoke all over my sheets 
I can still feel your touch on my skin like a burn in the 3rd degree 
You were meant to be adored by

Let Me Roll

Scarface

The World Is Yours

3-2, drop baby, 3-2's your point
Back in the do' with a fo' and a ace
Picked up his ends and waved the dice in my face
And then he hollered out

Red Nation

Lil Wayne

Tear Drop, Vol. 4: The Return of Liltunechi

2011

Throw your muthafucking Cincinnati hats in the sky
Nigga don't ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max nine fives I,
Walk on the moon, flow

Consider This is world war
We about to go crazy like this was the 3rd ward
You looking for God's forgiveness
Well that's what the church for
Judge

Special
You Know I Wanna Be Honest With You Women So Ima Start Off Like This

[Verse: Drake]
Uh Look, I'm Bold From The Get Go
Go By The Title Of Drake

Johnny Cash

Jason Aldean

Relentless

2007

three miles from home"
I said, "Sugar, why don't you put on that sun dress I like so much?
Wait out by the road, I'm comin' to pick you up"

(Whoa)

in
Maybach 14 bitches want the whole team
Certainly heard of me bet drop
Burgany ice on 3rd degree sure to be
Hottest on the block and I
Game on lock

motherfucker missed your ass by some inches
Next time understand what you fuckin' with its legendary status
Sittin' behind these glasses nigga

[Chorus: x2]

and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Lil Pump) 

Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd
Back in the day they was callin' me

Baby come on, come on

3rd Verse:

    Life move forever, on that mistake
    And I don’t wanna make no 
    Mistake about this one
    If you now come

Gospel

The National

Boxer

2007

One, two, three, four

I got two armfuls of magazines for you, I'll bring 'em over
So hang your holiday rainbow lights in the garden
Hang your

What's in front of me
Burns to the 3rd degree
You can't tell me how to feel
All I did was keep it real
Cause I was feeling jaded when you wrote me off

Although you mean and throw to me just like a fool won't set you free
I love you so oh don't you know it has to be
Although at times your love's

I'm a champion, I'll throw my hands in the air (yeah, yeah)
I'm a champion, I'll throw my hands in the air (yeah, yeah)
I'm a champion, I'll throw

its lines' efficiency

But honestly, pleasing people isn't always in my registry
I better be burning verses to at least the 3rd degree
Or else my target

way, that's how I get it
Reppin' the east side, Long Beach city
Keepin' it gangsta is all I know, know
We gon' throw our set up (set up)
And we gon'