Lyrics:
When the slabs in the city beat
That screw off in the back
Poking eye, keep them spinners
Eating Frenchy's chicken dinner
Family came from 3rd Ward Scott
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd
responsible for all this"
He cringes at the tone of her voice. A quick glance in the rear view mirror reveals to him
<<<<<<<<<3rd
I'm windy city 2-20, anybody chin checker
3rd floor lake grove, 35th in leather gloves
With the snub nose, complex born and raised
And under siege every
Rubber band on rubber band who got the budget
Coming to you live from the 3rd got her ass looking light
Did you lie won't you twerk it's my California
a friendship
Had a dozen of you, already loved you, I couldn't stop
Got on the metro stumbling to 3rd and Pine block
Hit the Micky D's, puked all over
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
"The Gas Face" like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference
You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon
Leave your head rest maroon
Drunk heavy in the side street saloon
Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd
the scene
Pop back to the block like what happened explain to me
When that xd pop off it make yo ear ring
He said he packing heat but he got burnt like 3rd
Don't assume because I'm on my 3rd cake
Everyday my birthday
Just because I rock a ski don't mean Im a robba
I got my degree but I didn't get it outta
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
My mind is in focus when I walk, walk through that door.
CHORUS
1st degree! 2nd degree! 3rd degree! Score!
My life begins anew each day. Karate!
No
a jelly roll, ask that killa Lil Bland
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n the land
Commin' up on hoes, tellin' them to jump in the van
Mommy please
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
the hood and we blowing on candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime for
getting dark
Oh I hope my heart don't stop
Do you really give a damn?
Do you even understand?
(understand me)
3rd verse
Hour glass is taining
Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook
Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out
When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze
Pillow talking with your
with me
How can you not love khris
Until u bring that 3rd degree
Damn you on third degree
Book smart and you in these streets
How can they not respect
internally 3rd degree
like open heart surgery
artery’s shredded cause you
Filled with hot lead
that’s why you gonna die any scene any setting
ain’t a movie
gotta get it gotta put in work to find a way
Yea, imma switch it up for the 3rd verse
Hollup
Now this for the ones in class taking notes on lectures
real presidential benzie, meet me and yo girl on the 3rd floor, its me Johnny Dang and dat boi C. Stone. its johnny dang comin straight off d dome, ridin
and a blue sea
Walking on the beach bare feet with a
Drink poured out like a true g
Humbled internally better bill suttin
Burn it up to the 3rd degree
It's
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