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Know a few of yall ain't heard of me
Dose, turn me up bruh
Know a few of yall ain't heard of me
Just know I'm on fire nigga, 3rd degree
Uh, track

saying you deserve to be ignoring my calls right now. But pick up the phone i wanna do something special for you. I know I been fucking up. Let me make it

3rd Coast what, know I'm tal'n bout uh
Smoke some'ing, hol' up

Man I rush you, two Glocks drawn and bust you
You a lil' nigga I'm heavyweight
I'll

worm
I seem to be everything I tried to be put my best foot first
3rd eye open interstellar see the universe
When I'm in the hearse I'll prolly drive it

influence, like Patrick Ewing rocking 33
You ain't heard of me it's B I G
Murder rapper spitting in the 3rd degree
Real as currency
Wishy-washy like

that we hold now
Crazy Juice
Chicks quick to get open like Nicole Brown
Or heart surgery, to smart to murder me
3rd burn degree if ya start distubin' me

Better Yet Fucking Scorch you to a 3rd degree, 
My shits hotter than Cardi B or Nicki,
Fuck with mines Nigga I leave that  Ass bloody,
Like Chris did Riri,

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

fire you gon' feel the burn
I do that shit to the 3rd degree
Everybody want a verse from me
Cuz I leave tracks like a murder scene
Come on the track

lungs
I'll run i'll run i'll run
Things get harder it's not you it's me
I gotta keep pushing to the 3rd degree and
My heart was yours it's yours now it's

I'm still grippin culo, I'm still papi chulo
Tryna move into 5D with my 3rd eye 
You knew though
I don't know nowadays why they hating on me
Man, it's

I been the kid with big visions involving words (nah, that ain't it)

Refuse to fail out now you probably heard (mmm something else)

Yeah
D minus

gone win, it’s a studio
Thang when the beat jump in and you know that shit slap when the squad like
Yehh
3rd degree burns on the hand from the pen game

Drop & Gimme 50

Mike Jones

Self Made

2008

Chris]
Now by the 3rd verse it's way hotter
We wide open she dropped it down low
With her hips and her thighs rolling I noticed
That can't nobody do it

fly by ya
Call it what you want
But the Lac stay way liver
Boppers all on my dick, with the trunk up
Beating up the Boulevard
With the beat pumped up

're a rotten apple so I'ma have to cut you like a weed
But I smoke that shit
So that means you'll get a 3rd degree
I don't have one but you can never be as high

This shit here is 3rd degree, 20 dollar grams that's a flat fee, Put the red dots on you Acne
Blowing shit up like im ACME, Imma run bands like a Tracka

blunts, no 3rd Degree
It's M.O.B. 'til I R.I.P.
Already
I'm on my G
Come to my city, better pay the fee
Don't fuck with me
I'm bipolar
Bite my style, I

of dirt buts it so worth the birth 
I can see it 3rd eye 
Till the tail end of time 
These fables will rhyme 
Gravity they'll defy 
Cause I'm soaring so

wishing big, timmy turner
said i can't buy a queen i gotta earn her
nigga you touchin me, 3rd degree murder(STOP)
genuinely concerning
it's really a burden,

It's a mutherfuckin Jag, exhaust pipe
If I had it my way, Im going all night
But these 3rd degree burns, they don't feel right
Car drives off but I hold

(Yo)
Even if you didn't have ears, you better act like you heard of me
Little attitude, plus the 3rd degree
Xtra at your service, as if there's other

really unknown so watch yo tone when you speak to me
Cause if you stepping fire you get burnt like it's 3rd degree
No bluffing in my rap, everything I say

a they try to count me out now you gotta
Count me in ayeee a

First of all they tried to count me out bitch I'm on the court right now
Where it goes down