Lyrics:
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
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
fuckin knew was stack money..
3rd Verse: How yu tell me
Yu go splatter me ?
Been steppin since ah youngin
It get wicked wen yu step to me
LaDawGGie
Ditty Dooo
Dam Ditty Dooo Damm Ditty Dooo
Damm Ditty Ditty Ditty Ditty Dam Ditty Dooo
Dam ditty do oh noo It's the 3rd degree flow bro
We ain't yolo just
No 3rd degree
A bunch of Planktons tryna steal my secret recipe
'Cause I'm that DJ that throws a party on sesame street
Don't come to my turf, thinking
'll 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
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
3rd degree
Turn to sky to burgundy
Raining down with burglary
Hanging from suspensions like the overalls on Urcles' knees
Now we tagged in mentions
of place
Now I'm here all alone
Had no fear all along
My atmosphere is all I know
This ain't no gimmick
3rd degree on my hands
From these writtens
Fuck
flockin like a bird to me
Cause the diamonds burn ya eyes to a 3rd degree
So I pulled up to the crib she was rushin me cause the lih baby was steady tryna
the most
Are the ones who don't know
So I'm sleepin and plottin
This anger this rage it be burnin
Me deeply with 3rd degree aim
Soulja and Bread yeah they
I'm a 3rd ward nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a 9th ward nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a long beach nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a no limit nigga
Two hours later back in the hood slangin' dope
'Cause its an everyday thang where I hang at
3rd Ward Calliope projects I thought I name dat
Where
a nigga
Even think about
Touching me
I might catch
A 3rd degree
On the scene
Murder charges
Only thing
I ain't beat
If he think
He got heart
Then I'm
I carry every weapon bitch u know i got artillery
Got me shootin like im stephen but im burnin up the muh fuckin 3rd degree bitch
that I’m right
Say I know that everything ain’t free
And I know I don’t know everything
You was no one, cause no one’s for me
Girl I love you to the 3rd
in hell scorchin' preparin' for life
Afterlife still torchin' & blazin' these mics
It'd rain for 40 days & 40 nights
& I'd return on the 3rd like
in hell scorchin' preparin' for life
Afterlife still torchin' & blazin' these mics
It'd rain for 40 days & 40 nights
& I'd return on the 3rd like
the city where niggas a burn you no 3rd degree so if you aint bout peace then keep your words from me they say forgive and forget yeah that sounds like a bet
What's in front of me
Burns to the 3rd degree
You can't tell me how to feel
All I did was keep it real
Cause I was feeling jaded when you wrote me off
the B.G. is in affect
From the 3rd to tha 17th a nigga be chillen' on the set
I'm a Uptown solja, can't stop that 13th
Real, real niggas, we be chillen' off
and leave ya
Beside a lonely road or inside a meat freezer
That's the way it goes on the
3rd rock from the sun (earth)
Alone circling the light were we
Begun
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
love if it isn't real
A little liquor and you find out how somebody feels
I'm past hatin'
Obligation keep it gangsta through my translation
Seven hundred
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