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  • 作词 : Unknown
    作曲 : Unknown
    Verse:
    I'm a ****** from the third with a helluva nerve,
    And if you cross my line then you will get served,
    I win, lose, or die this happens everyday,
    Mutha******as get killed in this game I play
    I put these hands on a ****** cuz he talk too much,
    He told my business to a ******, I had to ****** him up
    When I confronted this ******, he got highly upset,
    Took off his ******rt, booted up, then looked down to my chest,
    So I slammed his ass, the ****** started to kick,
    I went to stompin' in his face, ******' up his ******t,
    Gave him a good ass whippin', then I started to steppin',
    I saw him reachin' in his pants, I seen he was stressin',
    The ******s was stuntin', but I had mine,
    Five times through the chest, family outside cryin',
    On the way back home, I saw this sharp ass lady,
    Polo down, hair fixed, and some gold earrings,
    I asked just where she's headed, she said "7th Ward",
    Release the fine ****** out the St. Bernard,
    She hopped in the ride, I take the hoe to Popeye's,
    Got a three piece white, cold drink, and small fries
    The hoe got full, we went to the Rochambeaux,
    Took off her clothes and bust three nuts and after that I was through,
    Took her halfway home and told the ****** "Get on",
    Didn't give a ****** about her cuz I gave her the bone,
    Everyday somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler,
    ******s roll down the ave., cuz I'm the neighborhood amp,
    ******' around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out,
    Cuz that's what livin' all up the project is all about
  • 作词 : Unknown
    作曲 : Unknown
    Verse:
    I'm a ****** from the third with a helluva nerve,
    And if you cross my line then you will get served,
    I win, lose, or die this happens everyday,
    Mutha******as get killed in this game I play
    I put these hands on a ****** cuz he talk too much,
    He told my business to a ******, I had to ****** him up
    When I confronted this ******, he got highly upset,
    Took off his ******rt, booted up, then looked down to my chest,
    So I slammed his ass, the ****** started to kick,
    I went to stompin' in his face, ******' up his ******t,
    Gave him a good ass whippin', then I started to steppin',
    I saw him reachin' in his pants, I seen he was stressin',
    The ******s was stuntin', but I had mine,
    Five times through the chest, family outside cryin',
    On the way back home, I saw this sharp ass lady,
    Polo down, hair fixed, and some gold earrings,
    I asked just where she's headed, she said "7th Ward",
    Release the fine ****** out the St. Bernard,
    She hopped in the ride, I take the hoe to Popeye's,
    Got a three piece white, cold drink, and small fries
    The hoe got full, we went to the Rochambeaux,
    Took off her clothes and bust three nuts and after that I was through,
    Took her halfway home and told the ****** "Get on",
    Didn't give a ****** about her cuz I gave her the bone,
    Everyday somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler,
    ******s roll down the ave., cuz I'm the neighborhood amp,
    ******' around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out,
    Cuz that's what livin' all up the project is all about