Lyrics:
and the "rappers" are in quotes
If I had me a degree, this a 3rd degree at most
I specialize in burnin all these beats into a roast
I'm the mastermind of mine, ain't
ya, I'm a soldier
3rd Ward die-hard, girl pull it over
To the backseat, to the Lex Jeep
Like Missy said, "make it go beep beep"
No Limit to slang
they done did they broke in n****** cribs
Wish I woulda caught 'em I'dda split they f***** wig
3rd Ward let me claim my fame
I put it down uptown I'ma do
not like her
She knocks me off my feet she’s a RenAgade girl
3rd
Staring in temptations like David Ruffin
We want each other bad no frontin no
rest in peace/Please?! Yall gatta forgive me for all my past years/all my doubts and my struggles wit all my past fears/felt like a prisoner on his 3rd
ain't ever trippin
No thank you, peace
Now i may be different but get used to me
I been out here burning bridges in a 3rd degree
Hide n seeking for
lipstick on the lip of the Bottles.
A deadly stare too, will you see tomorrow? Uh,
You better hope that you got your 3rd eye open. Get smoked for whatever
Ungh! [let's get ready to rumble]
Where ya from? Where ya from? [ya heard me]
That 3rd Ward. Time to start this fight, you fuckin right
Bitch, get
flavor
Now who ya know as hot as me
Cuz honestly Im bout to be
Burnin mothafuckas to da 3rd degree
And if you neva heard of me youre Certainly buried in
ain't built like that I'm quick to give 'em 3rd degree
Know I been on fire since I put the pen up to the sheet
Know I been that nigga since I heard my
Heard Of Me
These Niggas The First To Swear They Hot But Nigga We Been On 3rd Degree
Aint No Chance Of Holding Me
What’s They Score Like O For 3
He
me
And I'm smoking bloomy
Fuck them niggas said it's up
Mutha fuckin goofies
For what I did
Its gon be 3rd degree
Open his head like a surgery
get burned to the 3rd degree
Cuz I ain't no bitch ain't no fucking me
I promise you shit can get ugly
She a thot I can't give her no wedding ring
I need
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
to the 3rd degree
Bitch I'm back
Smoking Backwoods full of nasty
Bags comin' straight from Cali
I got family in the valley
Taking flights that's up my alley
My
the free world again, I'm a ball
Put my back up on the wall hopin blessins from the lord
3rd strike twenty to life nigga I choose death
Leave a coppers
it hard to see
We all equal, some with needles
Some with 3rd degree
Time to be who we called to be
We is one
And one is we
Tell me who we running from
the hurricane i once flunk the 3rd grade
It wasn't a huge parade
Bust my stupid ass outta into little spades
Love hurts
That why I'm addicted to prescription
soul
So feed me
I'm easily treated with heat 3rd degree
But in the deep part of my cranium
I need to cast it away
Bubble hash do ya thang
And the end
to the 3rd degree, nigga breathe
Let's talk about cars
Let's talk about clothes
Let's talk about getting paper with the bros
Pull up on the scene & all these
the best that's worst
In other words
You need to find some other words
As cruse down the curves
Plead the fifth
Wether 1st or the 3rd
N that's up surd
By
wish I never was born
3rd of the month got our stamps 70 grocery bags on da arms
Around me was nothing but harm
Never could pledge any legence to merica
be broke, can't compare to me
Know we spendin' block, burn shii 3rd degree
Oh, really, that nigga John couldn't even see me
Oh, really, that nigga
high on 3rd degree (Go Go)
Tell her lil baby don't burden me burden me
Still be rapping like you ain't even heard of me (Uh)
I told lil shortie to wrap
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