Lyrics:
yo aim
Just know you'll have a 3rd degree
Put some respect on my name
I'm the newest vip
Put some respect on my name
I am the king of the game
No one
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
These niggas, walk up on me, trynna get too close with me
I don't let em buzz me, I buzz saw em, bitch its 3rd degree
When I'm popping up on your
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
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
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
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
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
to the muthafuckin dogg house
Picture me ballin' (ballin')
3rd world hustler out the ghetto of New Orleans
Some say life is like a fairy tail (fairy tail)
Did
to this deep truth
In St Petersburg, journalists got it in black and white
If you don't do your job, you're pushing us towards the 3rd World War.
A dilemma
Nice Nice Nice
Kick 'em in the grill Pete!
Verse One: Pete Nice
Gas, past tense, made facially
3rd Bass'll express, KMD
Three blind mice
creates can be Godlike
Navigate the dark 3rd eye is like a fog light
And if you penalized you can re-energize
And realize we beyond Kings in disguise
I
She real classy but don't mind the back seat
All women got a little freak in them you ask me
We hit 3rd base just like Alex Rodriguez
Well let me bring
paid
I just left la
And I'm chilling in the bay
I do my thang
Ima wave like the sea
Ain't nobody w me
Me or my gang
Trey 3rd family
Coney Island by
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd
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
do or die
My peeps up in that project protectin' makin' reck shops
Its good to be alive in 96 I tot my 9 glock
My niggas out that 3rd keepin' dem
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd
ah rider
You gone catch ah 3rd degree tryna play with fire
Demons creep I get no sleep it's safe to say I'm tired
Might put codeine inside my drink I'm
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
divine fire of the 3rd Degree
From the Almighty
YaHuWaH El (El, El, El, El)
Eheee -
YaHuWaH El (El, El, El, El)
Eheee -
I'm all 'bout di booty
Mean di
by the red, white, and blue
Crispus Attucks, Henry Flipper should be heroes to you
But since they black they get left out of all the books
Gease feed
I talk in the 3rd cause I give 3rd degree
Talkin bout degree shout out my brotha E
Turnt up in that bitch man we ain't ever leave
Choppin
walking in truth, or living a lie
Cause I keep on falling reaching for the sky
With no answers to my questions
Asking God why, why
3rd Hook: 2x
why, why
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