Lyrics:
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,
spinners
Eating Frenchy's chicken dinner
Family came from 3rd Ward Scott
Street on up to Ennis
Hanging out on Sunnyside with my cousin Corey
They was on that
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,
Remedy different
I rather just work and see
Me and a baddie
I tell em
Close curtain these
Flaming these niggas
Get burned in the 3rd degree
here fighting 3rd degree
My brothers fighting murder, free to jails, they super active with it
They ain't even got no proof, they point they fingers
real presidential benzie, meet me and yo girl on the 3rd floor, its me Johnny Dang and dat boi C. Stone. its johnny dang comin straight off d dome, ridin
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
on a lemon squeeze
Murdering anybody thinkin they can murder me
3rd degree ,hit em wit the fye I don't do surgery
Level headed, clear my conscience up before
on the cbc
go tell it to the mountain
go tell it to the deepest sea
go tell it to every mother
you can cool it with the 3rd degree
we're just happy sewing
each other every other fuckin' night
And it's clear it ain't gonna change, it's pent up rage
We both have, we both feel like we've been upstaged by
on the dresser (The dresser)
Tried to play me can’t finesse a finesser (Nope)
Burned my heart to the 3rd degree
Blinded by love baby can’t you see
I just can’t
now dawn
I ain't even yearned baby
And this is my 3rd moon then she bent that ass over and said I guess this the fourth
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
life is like a knot
Yea i know it's all too much
Your square lyk a table
Your a gold cable
Wasn't born in a stable
But I'm 3rd wurld enabled
Then I'm off
a full orchestra
And the choir singing
The oceans calm and the rivers flowing
It feels so good, keep on going.
Rain drops keep fallin' on our
stand the heat
'Cause it's comin' out the kitchen givin' burns 3rd degree
Get you ace bandages and alo vera for the barbeque
The closer to the Lotus
I'm just average, common too
I'm just like him, the same as you
I'm everybody's brother and son
I ain't different than anyone
It ain't no use
thirty-five hundred for the coat
Only-only-only real niggas keep you float, keep you float
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
shares
Most of us have lost our dreams
So we bought into theirs
I've seen her walk a hundred miles
Up and down this floor
I've never seen her fail
my lobes
Slight stunner Shit
Freaky how I fry they bitches sneaky So I fry they bitch ass
My 3rd degree leg is on they neck I Give'em hot flashes
Man
get bloody on a mission
3rd degree burn he a victim
Zuko blue spirit
Who knows how I did it
I was treated like a menace
I gotta change I repented
Rubies
I'm just average, common too
I'm just like him, the same as you
I'm everybody's brother and son
I ain't different than anyone
It ain't no use
degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
Yo yo
You bout to be another dead rapper but who know
Maybe its us, maybe its them other crews
We'll see, til then
All I know
A hundred grand to sleep on a bird, the wings are whistlin' like
Man, they ain't listenin'
Cross the line like immigrants and benefit from it
Keep
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