Lyrics:
shows it's
Not even his kid
Chanel bags, everything
She shopping every time she
Gets a wedding ring
This her 3rd marriage, 4 carats
Brand new Jag,
[Outro: Young Jeezy]
So I'm sittin right here now man
It's June 3rd haha, 2:08 AM
Nigga I won't say win, lose or draw
Man we congratulate you already homie
Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook
Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out
When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze
Pillow talking with your
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3rd
to refer to myself in 3rd person from the 3rd person
That's a outta body experience of self
So I can see me fo' me and no one else
Don't need to see
suburbs
A civilian shot in 3rd Ward, we just by the fountain
This is Merlyn Wood, man
Everywhere I go is the Woodlands
I need a Honey Butter, vodka in
'm a jelly roll, ask that killa Lil Bland
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n the land
Commin' up on hoes, tellin' them to jump in the van
Mommy please
getting dark
Oh I hope my heart don't stop
Do you really give a damn?
Do you even understand?
(understand me)
3rd verse
Hour glass is taining
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
sunshine till they gone...
Ain't no sunshine till they gone...
Juvenile:
I was born to survive, but the story returns.
After being treated 7 months for 3rd
the reason I like to smoke
Pimp C, Big Hawk
Mellow steep my fallen soldiers
Butterscotch my spinal cord, pop the trunk
Still fallin' over
3rd Ward, 5th Ward, ,
wait to get back to you Oh......I'm Thinking Bout U
(Verse 2)
No Question why I Love you Hon-Hon,
Your Stacked like the chick from 3rd Rock From
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
the rhyme-ass trickster or outcast
of intellect, I wreck shit with my own sect
The ace in the hole, I'm the Derelict of Dialect
..
[MC Serch]
3rd Bass, but not
at war...I say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas from the 17th, dem boys at war
I say dem boys at war...I say dem boys at war
I say dem niggas out the 3rd
and sittin' and layin' in line
First they'll do a little singin', then hear a little preachin'
And get saved for the 3rd time this week
A bowl of soup
at the parties and talked ish and
Was hawkish with
Was dudes from Sherman park to 3rd street
Especially around 24th and capitol, near Rufus King
I was literally
price
For a hella price
Only a hella price
If she lets me in she gone fall in love
3rd time she gone fall pregnant now
Young fakustash I’m the man now
the casino
My bitch big headed i’m a 3rd shotta
She get wavy, crack baby like the 80’s
Working out every night up in the city
My bitch she got me feeling
on candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime for the first same time
Them
Step by step I fell in love with you
And step by step it wasn't hard to do
Kiss by kiss and hand in hand
That's the way it all began
Soon we
talk in sign language, ya'll don't deserve words
I get my serve swerved, may leave 'em 1st 3rd
Stop lyin' lie for what
Steer a whip, drive it up, steer
represent
I represent (Bout gettin mine)
[Silkk the Shocker]
I'm up early on the dope spot
3rd Ward nigga, I stay hard, nigga, I do shit (Watch yo' back)
look at my wrists
I roll up a Philly, roll up a Philly
Head to the town and watch 3rd Ward Billy
Knock a nigga out while pouring up a drank
Got my
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