Lyrics:
Me
Come Ride Through These 3rd Row's,
And Let Me Show Ya How I Puttin' In Work Goals
The 4-4 Bulldog Small Enought To Fit In A Nigga Boot
So It's
we'll never know
Man i left the streets
Couldn't move coz of pressure
Hommie said i switched up
But it don't matter
Isolated myself and i made 3rd eye
and life
Mixed with humble pie call that realness by the slice and you wonder why?
Ask the bless-ed 3rd eye
Join the waaaaaavvvvvvee
Help me get my life
me,
I'm so fucking hot I burned her to da 3rd degree he
so industry I'm so fuckin hood
(Flocka)blowing purple tree and it taste so fuckin good(Flocka)
applaud you / Leaving you going be hard to / You don’t never get caught up in other sh!t these broads do / Ya energy different they can’t fraud you...
3rd
be doing the most
Cuz they been banging on my door just complaining about the tiniest noise
(HENO. 2nd VERSE)
You like 3:33 on a March 3rd
Bring
team and I laugh at y'all
Y'all niggas' so weak, y'all fragile
And I'm raised in the 3rd coast capital
I pray my songs go international
Champ
I'm comin'
whip-whip-whipping like a wire whisk
Scars on the skin been surviving in the fire pit
Hold on had 3rd degree burns
Gotta do your research on the people that you
Moses
And make the 3rd Testament the next time you smokin'"
"I made you the oldest, so you could keep growin'
And make the 3rd Testament the next
love w the 3rd she can never get enough niggas don’t like me oh well that’s tough my brother on the beat know you hearing how it slap we could rock if
no cash, you don't wanna fuck with me
i burn churches like persons in the 3rd degree
with the strike of a match hit the gasoline
drop pills! drugs
cost you.. Hold up, call my manager to get a verse from me
And I'll teach you all the birds and bees
My truth burns like the 3rd degree
And my family
then I'm saying adios to all the haters & the 3rd coast it's time to move around (peace)
I'm trying to find an acronym for saying that I'm passionate I
wit' some killas
Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit' some drug dealers
Find me in 3rd ward pullin' all nightas
Keep a tech 9 cocked for any
feelings thell die with me
I tried to do great things but ended up on a killing spree
That's what got me burned to the 3rd degree
So when I say I love you
to on the low I'm high
I could never do such thing to you I shine so bright
Inside this dark view that I see so clearly, from a 3rd eye
Fold, on me
Yeah, is it
High-speed Ferrari movement
3rd lane switching lanes, whuddup?
Brooklyn, whuddup?
Fa'rock, whuddup?
While Jay and Beyonce was (Mm mm), kissin'
High-speed Ferrari movement
3rd lane switching lanes, whuddup?
Brooklyn, whuddup?
Fa'rock, whuddup?
While Jay and Beyonce was (Mm mm), kissin'
tryna stifle it
I swear I'm not throwing shots I'm fully cocked on my rifle spit
Jesus died then on the 3rd day he arose
I was born on the 3rd so we're
with a bottle
He got Ringworms i just committed 3rd degree
Murder on a teenager
He just tried to up a bankroll
But it was green paper
Asked a nigga for
to that
Then it's over mayn
I represent for the Dirty 3rd
When I shake the block
For P-A T and Mafio, I'ma drop the drop
Body rock and catch hot
When these
tough
& Dats ah act
We Pull Dey
Whole face
Dropping off
The work
It's at
The back
Load up
3rd base
Niggahs
Really pussy
Matter fact
Let's Set
The whole
think
May 3rd check the CD if you want a little
Knowledge bigger than college
I promise you the metaphoric's that
Will offer you solace like
The Great
his brain
Now check it in my city ain't no Crips and Bloods but niggas yell 3rd ward
Come equipped with slugs and niggas soldier rags throwin'
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