Lyrics:
don't say a word
She like to keep it low
I tried to take it slow
But she a baddie and she know
I'm back in the 3rd tell me the word
I'm was the first
you want some sausage
Meet me in the French Quarter
I'm kickin' it with them 3rd ward hustlers
And they bout it, niggas we rowdy
Never givin'
still tappin my phone
See I'm the thug of the century
Cause I done laid it down
from the streets to overseas to penitentiary
We got beef, diss 3rd
listeners relate
Let's put the beat back in, 6, 7, 8
This is the end of Opportunities
1 album, 2 album, is there a 3rd please
This bitch is going off again
and make ya motherf***in' head rattle
Like an ostrich, n**** you want some sausage
Meet me in the French Quarter
I'm kickin' it with them 3rd ward
you want some sausage
Meet me in the French Quarter
I'm kickin' it with them 3rd ward hustlers
And they bout it, niggas we rowdy
Never givin'
Verse 4: (C-Murder)
I'm from the Calliope nigga that's the home of the killers
Ask Falloy and Wing about them 3rd Ward niggaz
Leroy -
masturbate
You can't even believe it but that's okay
On the microphone I fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions I tell you what I see
Cold
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
disciple
You live in the 3rd dimension
Searching around for your attention
You can't face your own reflection
But all you niggas sound pretentious
Came from
she was third row center coolin'
She was cold
Last note of the last song
House lights up they came on
When I looked she was gone
It was a 3rd row
gone
It was a 3rd row heartbreak
People think our life is easy
'Cause they think we've got it made
But we're living underpressure
Just to be
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
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
Time is money baby I gotta get it ain't wasting a second
I'm Coming in first, 3rd and 4th sound cool
But still wouldn't settle for second
Man They
no clothes 'cause we won't ever fold (No, no, No)
I'm from 3rd but never third
I'm in first place just so you know (Let's go! Let's go! Let's go
have no bliss
You already know it's Penny wars
Bomb us and we'll bomb you back, the choice is yours
3rd quarter, I'm finna run up the score
You don't
million U.S. 42 each
I have no receipt but I assure you it was cheap
I just bought 42 trucks ...yeah
Let me show you how I handle these bucks, uhh
3rd
work ya dig
Gettin it out the dirt ya dig
Long flight, high to the end
Finished a cup we pouring again
Burned a few bridges not making amends
3rd eye
Hottest in my section i can't name a nigga hot as me
Messing with that fire up and burned him in the 3rd degree
Hundred hundred hundred yeah that
been running with
Cause this some Illuminati shit see
Through our 3rd eye
All we know is murder Pyramid no circle
Watching opps around just moving like
i unlock a new
'Til the 3rd one pop up
Now they all puppets on a string
As i chop my own
Visions of my flaws, i'm unlearning how I was brought up
It
3rd eye
You won't survive here on my side
I'm a low rider
Low rider
I moonlight as a poltergeist for you guys
Thats a ghostwriter
Ghostwriter
I shine
merge lines
15 That the 3rd line, had you from my 3rd line
I was young as fuck, really woke, talking 3rd eye
Turn it up an octave
Tell them check that
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