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tech g - third street lyrics

tech g

[ intro ]

take over.. take over that street

[ verse 1 ]

see all falls
when they approach the flaw
a person with falling laws
living with no regards
my regulation have no rules only caring for my rol-dawgs
loyalty so strong
weak lucifer would break his arm
try to step to us face your fears to you so come play with me dude let me explain point-blank i will murder you fools
12:20 on my sets sipping 211 yo what’s next
187 i give death
threshing through his flesh
till his soul feel my third-degree my hype style proves wild
living crew once a quiet child
yet became to be a fright at night you suckas breathe unless you already done
why don’t you see as soon as i was born
to take over all not some
heading to your destination
i’ll destroy your situation
there’s no more faking we busting and fools ducking in his congregation

[ course ]

third street 3 day street signs for your mind
extra-heavy with them swine’s with that local grind
we steady
getting ready
to take over straight drop a nova
we casting we told ya
we come packed you can’t come back
once it’s done
shorty feeling fun them hype boys decease
you can’t walk the streets
no footsteps to be only people who g you can only reminisce to plead third street

[ verse 2 ]

now i’m all about the money
caught up with the crime f-cking with these dummies
slowly they rub me
cuz they don’t know what they dealing with
bitter and my style rough as sh-t
im on my grind hard life shorty already know im on my d-ck hard nights
i wanna hit’ suckas walking around here like they want to fight they moe missing joe they -ss get murdered in this hoe
mr. ouija told me so a pack your oozie little bro
there no fun they gets done we not slum
do their girl her name kim
play her -ss like a sim
she my pet my bi-tch she love to pull my trigger
so her pus’ can come quicker
14 bar tech g dead k!ller
im a god in my one cl!ck what i stay raw with the crime wicked and its sick sh-t
bullets spread you can’t dodge it
you wrong if you fought it
now justice ate the fruit poison and the laws of fluke come to this place where we the root m-th-f-cka

[ course ]

[ verse 3 ]

so as i begin to retake my richest
i told you i was coming for you b-tches
no switches
just me getting digits from your b yet she can’t console me
im con-foul called it how you would im wild
i will to shall not care
i murder snares
it’s deluxe too rough a lady im the best to f-ck relentless and raw only one could k!ll me is god
(nope) no us not a fuss just walk away and cuss
i’m a clip get hit skull pif many mark man tactics
we reckless we pull hits
driving in the lincoln no silly you want to know what i’m thinking is you ready
bashing these weeks foes
-sses bounce from tired hoes
stealth on sick lows
tags on enemies toes
we counting this cash yo
feel me with the true flow
this bmc breaded for the team no deter on my sneakers when we leave third street

[ course ]

cause you can only reminisce to plead thrid street… but you can only reminisce to plead third street

- tech g lyrics

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