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3-0 (Clean)
by Selassie Drah
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Who was early on the wave?
We don't hear a peep no more
Fled but they still keep tabs on the boy
Head huncho how I ran up the score
Diddy-bopping through this life looking like the force, bless
Y'all ain't what they bouta settle on
I ain't petty dawg, you go ask who said it all, facts
Didn't tell 'em "see through the BS!"
Niggas woke now wanna see through the BS
Pay me what you owe me in advance
I ain't cutting prices cuz you cousins with my mans
OD'd OT cuz I see 'em like fam
But every time I chef it they wan' take it out my hands
When I say I got 'em I don't put that on a gang
Bet that on my word, then I put that on your head
90's baby all I know is "nigga meet me outside"
Your touch screen be the only time you slide, right?
Streak go, 3-0, his game, ice cold
Slide hoe, get smoked, he froze, ice cold
Streak go, 3-0, his game, ice cold
Slide hoe, get smoked, he froze, ice cold
Ice cold, get served easy, we not pretty
Still wanna play shifty, we gon' get 'eem
Never been a big city, it's no biggie
So many ways to slide, I get picky
So many sets you claim, it get witty
Addy still saved so it can't get sticky
Boy swear he been gritty, I say "hit me"
And you run your mouth so much, it get dizzy, it get greasy
All that rah-rah, you 'on say much
And your whole squad need to step their game up
Only on wax that you claim tough
When it's time Imma pull with the same bop
When it's crunch time, you gon' hand me that
You only stack cheese cuz your man been rat
What's a Mac 11 homie, how you carry that
Uptown boy think he move like Pac
Streak go, 3-0, his game, ice cold
Slide hoe, get smoked, he froze, ice cold
Streak go, 3-0, his game, ice cold
Slide hoe, get smoked, he froze, ice cold
Who was early on the wave?
We don't hear a peep no more
Fled but they still keep tabs on the boy
Head huncho how I ran up the score
Diddy-bopping through this life looking like the force, bless
Y'all ain't what they bouta settle on
I ain't petty dawg, you go ask who said it all, facts
Didn't tell 'em "see through the BS!"
Niggas woke now wanna see through the BS
Pay me what you owe me in advance
I ain't cutting prices cuz you cousins with my mans
OD'd OT cuz I see 'em like fam
But every time I chef it they wan' take it out my hands
When I say I got 'em I don't put that on a gang
Bet that on my word, then I put that on your head
90's baby all I know is "nigga meet me outside"
Your touch screen be the only time you slide, right?
Streak go, 3-0, his game, ice cold
Slide hoe, get smoked, he froze, ice cold
Streak go, 3-0, his game, ice cold
Slide hoe, get smoked, he froze, ice cold
Ice cold, get served easy, we not pretty
Still wanna play shifty, we gon' get 'eem
Never been a big city, it's no biggie
So many ways to slide, I get picky
So many sets you claim, it get witty
Addy still saved so it can't get sticky
Boy swear he been gritty, I say "hit me"
And you run your mouth so much, it get dizzy, it get greasy
All that rah-rah, you 'on say much
And your whole squad need to step their game up
Only on wax that you claim tough
When it's time Imma pull with the same bop
When it's crunch time, you gon' hand me that
You only stack cheese cuz your man been rat
What's a Mac 11 homie, how you carry that
Uptown boy think he move like Pac
Streak go, 3-0, his game, ice cold
Slide hoe, get smoked, he froze, ice cold
Streak go, 3-0, his game, ice cold
Slide hoe, get smoked, he froze, ice cold
