Lyrics:
it, 'bout it, well say you 'bout it, 'bout it
I represent where them killers hang
Third Ward, Calliope Projects, we got are own thing
It's a small
thing
From the third ward to the ninth ward, it's our thing
It's a N.O. thing, an N.O. thing, an N.O. thing
Throw your hood up and claim nigga, it's
raised me, you motherfuckers can't fade me
Mr. 9th ward, better respect this
I keep my head in the air because I know I'm the shit!
I'm a down south
in my head,
V110 Woman 4
Go ahead, Mrs. Finkelstein, now is the time, for it to be said!
V111 Woman 3 Finkelstein
(hesitant)
Okay, here goes.
as inspir-"
Swervin'
7th Ward (7th Ward, 7th Ward)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
7th Ward
7th Ward swerving, white Benz, wheels turnin'
Rose gold
shows
Where they went I'd like to know
But right now what I need most in my life's
More Beaver
Wally, Ward, and June
Them there Cleavers
Nothin'
. . . "mr. humphries?"
"yes, yes i'm mr. humphries . . . What do you want?. . .aahh!!" . . . .
CD Repo Man
He can go where I can't go
CD Repo Man
killed
I represent (T-R-U) where them killas at
3rd Ward, uptown, Calliope on the map
Back up off me, ain't no softy
betta guard your grill
a muthafuckin third ward, I mean a swamp thing
Chorus: swamp nigga (uuuunnngggghhhh), swamp nigga (8x)
Hey, in the middle of the muthafuckin south,
Niggaz
(my death), Uptown 'til I die ('til I die)
Mrs. Gladys, nigga, we ride (ride)
Uptown, we high
Pimpin' on this paper (this paper)
Alligator with
a muthafuckin third ward, I mean a swamp thing
Chorus: swamp nigga (uuuunnngggghhhh), swamp nigga (8x)
Hey, in the middle of the muthafuckin south,
Niggaz
I'm a seep
Don't hold your nuts on me
Being pussy is something I ain't gon be
I'm 9th Ward, scarred hard
Take it or leave it, or let me take
of this kind!
Stuff a sick with tiring tasks!
Dear Mr. Johansson! We have now ran
Through lots of wards, seen millions of patients
But none is/has what
the lower 9th Ward, post Katrina?
Niggas scufflin' tryin' to find something tangible
The MP's is treatin' all the youth like animals
Then wonder why
surround up
And show him my thang
And if we need us another corner to slang
It ain't a thang
We got that 3rd Ward, that Yellowstone, 5th Ward
surround up
And show him my thang
And if we need us another corner to slang
It ain't a thang
We got that 3rd Ward, that Yellowstone, 5th Ward
baby (what?)
The barre baby
Now for all y'all who ain't heard of me
Mr. M.O.E. the barre baby
I'm a south side living legend
A Third Ward, bone hard
up
and show him my thang
and if we need us another corner to slang
it ain't a thang
we got that 3rd Ward, that Yellowstone, 5th Ward and the Acres
doors?
Or the skating rink in the 9th Ward, the one with those hardwood floors?
I'm so New Orleans, from Jazz Fest to second-line parades.
Yeah, strike up
(Huh?)
Fill a blunt with green dope, orange flame
White smoke big ass chopper bullets can
Knock down an Eiffel
I pull up in your ward, nigga
I'm going
y'all keep it quiet while I murder a while
Move somethin', Psych Ward, all over the world
I want the kids and the parents and the boys and girls
Come
did a show up in Texas with facing the boys
South park, fifth ward, nigga bringing the noise
Front row, nigga tatooed with TRU on his arm
That's
baby (what?)
The barre baby
Now for all y'all who ain't heard of me
Mr. M.O.E. the barre baby
I'm a south side living legend
A Third Ward, bone hard
The barre baby (what?)
The barre baby
Now for all y'all who ain't heard of me
Mr. M.O.E. the barre baby
I'm a south side living legend
A Third Ward,
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