Lyrics:
kinda hard
Emotions had to toss
Mama raised a Boss
Hustler from the start
Tried to put us out
Got a 3rd job
Trappin played my part
Even tried to rob
I
yea
Mmm, aye, yea
Mmm, aye, yea
(Swiper on the beat, it ain't no need to cap about it) Aye, yea, yea yea
Baby I'm him, I'm he
Hotter than 3rd degree
company
You got me burning up like a 3rd degree
We gon' run it up
We gon' lock it down
Yea You got me baby I can't leave
When it's said and done
It was all
I get burned
Hellfire, 3rd degree
When I fall I pray they rest with me
When my demons get the best of me
They just cut me open, Let me bleed
Just my
greedy with the clip, no aim on it
Uh, Mr 3rd degree
Burn like the bridge and yo business uh
Started at the floor, at the beginning uh
Now I rep the floor
the south 3rd ward calliope
(fiend)
I dropped on the streets
Like cocked 9's or spray painted stop signs
Niggas gettin knock down
Needles in white lines
important
I swear this shit is worth it
We ain't gotta try to make it perfect
3rd times a charm let's put the work in
Lets put in work
Young nigga done
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
with the clip, no aim on it
Uh, Mr 3rd degree
Burn like the bridge and yo business uh
Started at the floor, at the beginning uh
Now I rep the floor until
in the 3rd degree
And to the kids you don't wanna be me
I'm up in the mix of action, where niggas wanna kill me
But it's the start of they ending my
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
the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid to admit it, cause I seen niggas worse than me
Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself
In the dark, trying to get me
Mississippi, Memphis boys, ballin' boys?
Whatcha know 'bout them 'Bama boys?
Whatcha know 'bout them Cajun boys?
Whatcha know 'bout them Bayou boys, 3rd Ward
got me wicked I don't play
Niggaz got funk on the other side and we spray
We drive through the 3rd Ward Calliope Projects
and drove
Rotation
I’m quiet 3rd eye i notice i Hearing
I stay on edge i killed my Feeling
I dig his grave if he won’t believe in
He take Step back He start
every time we ride by
3rd rock shorty you the flyest in the galaxy
Paint the perfect picture me and you could be a masterpiece
Romeo and Juliet
the future and the past
Just take me back
Take me back
To our 3rd Grade class where I thought we would last
Promised you'd stay by my side
Said you would be
Ruthless no Babe
I got your girl at 3rd base
& that's right off the bat
Pitch heat like ace
I guess I'm stuck in my ways
& it's tit for tat
They
Bomb us and we'll bomb you back, the choice is yours
3rd quarter, I'm finna run up the score
You don't wanna know what lies in store
Dropping fifty in
Don't be friends with Mary (Don't do it)
Don't be friends with Nikki
How bout Dopey
And if somehow I'm caught up on my way up to the 3rd
I know they
Fuck the 3rd time imma out em on they first strike
Bird fly, only ever catch him in the 3rd stripes
3rd eye wide open see you in the worst light
I got it na
All this damn heat burn the house down
Right pocket left pocket both bust down
Bad pretty bitch I'm turn lil shawty out
I'm from the 3rd
Sometimes we change seeking for attention
Crying on our own speaking on depression
Getting lost in our mind... 3rd dimension
Shooting for the long
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
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