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lil b - 3rd world hustla lyrics

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(intro)
ay man, i’mma’ tell you why i’m thugged out
ay yeah i got a crime fetish, says f-ck these m-th-‘f-ckas

(1st verse)
never been a busta’
i don’t f-ck with them ‘bustas
that nine in ya’ face p-ssy n-gga i don’t trust ya’
this right to ya’ melon like them boys in 7th heaven
i be gone in a second, gotta’ load my mac-11
ridin’ through the streets with them boys packin’ heat
n-ggas know it’s lil b, and they know i’m pretty creep
gotta’ be wit’ the sh-t, cause i roll one deep
b-tch i’m mvp, cause i’m playin’ for the heat
(thugged out) military soldier, comin’ from the sea
h20 all day, man i’m comin’ for the tree/
‘n i might hit a 3, wit’ a scope and the beam
4 wheel motion, the till stay open
my house stay open, he stay c-ckin’
make ya’ head red like that boy dennis rodman
he stay loaded, the beef got me focused
smack ya’ on the street like them n-ggas out in oakland
i got phonk like – i’mma’ tell you somthin’ n-ggas
a few suckas tried to check game – had to bust n-ggas
playin’ wit’ that ratchet, ‘n i’m smokin’ wit’ that ratchet
talkin’ ’bout the gun, ‘n i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a bad b-tch
b-tch paid me cause she say i do magic
n-gga play wit’ me i had to burn em’ like matches
i do me, ‘n i’m hustlin’ no discussion
lotta’ m-th-‘f-ckas did-died over nothin’

(bridge)
-coming soon-



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