Lyrics:
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
a go getter Mac 11 wetter
Louis V sweater 3rd letter representer
High end
Trend setter
Shoot dice
Write hitters
I drank French & smoke OG
A million
And through it all we closed
Our eyes, didn't we, at 33 and 1
3 going down for the third time
Under the 3rd degree
Watching a third of all our fellow Americans
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
thing I have is my honesty
I know I'm more honest than everybody
cnd not just when the mics on me
cnd I'm spitting fire till its 3rd degree
So I use my
Let's go
Ay
Born with the flames in my veins, please be cautious
3rd degree burns from the fire I deposit
Claim you wanna change, but you can't
so 3rd degree's how bad it was burning me
But maybe being a smarty pants ain't in my genes purposefully
I got to be reminded when God made me he was
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
start it independent, never doubt it,
Every sentence, gotta burn the beat to 3rd degree
And I put that on my mama, everybody
To Luigi to my cousins till
perfectly certainly
Curving these lil birdies be burning shit 3rd degree
Skool of hard knocks nigga on my 3rd degree
Paint da coup white nigga so you know
soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm
Never got why I'd be celebrated been giving the 3rd degree
This year all of them heard my speech
Happy birthday to me
Bled out on stages
Soaking it in
knees and I said ima change it
Bouta burn up on some 3rd degree
I'm on elevator with my enemy
I might erupt off the energy
You still get high
deeper than 3rd degree
And you asking me why I leave
I hope me telling my perspective give you some sort of relief
(Check it)
Now you asking why I ain't
I'm dropping be heat give em 3rd degree
How the fuck these rich niggas ain't heard of me
Now and days count a couple a duffles of quala
Remember nights
Pay attention and listen yea there's some lessons in there
I see you starring at the stove
Don't do it
Infored and I
Completely congruent
3rd degree
startin purposely
Man I swear that shit burn
Talkin 3rd degree
feel like itadori you the curse in me
You hate this shit but you still stay & you plottin
You not dealing with kids
You ffff with real gangsta
Don't mess unless
You want to suffer the consequences
Don't make me catch 3rd degree
I don't want
nobody heard of me
I'm Chasing all the currency
Cut thru these beats like it's surgery
Flow give you a
3rd Degree Burn cause it's to hot
Grew up bumpin
to serve shake, now I serve steaks
Three squares on the road, call it 3rd Bass
Big ass face, chop you in your laugh face
Shoot his ass, aim defense is
after
Multiply the factors that make the pockets fatter
I only want the cheese, y’all keep the beef & tea
Cause if ya gotta burned, lil buddy 3rd degree
I
usher on a 3rd degree
I got a hood ratchet bitch and another on her 3rd degree
Even your bitch when y'all walk by act like she don't notice me
Fuck her
Discuss these respect my gangsta by 3rd degree Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In