[00:00.00] 作词 : Unknown
[00:00.04] 作曲 : Unknown
[00:00.09]Verse:
[00:00.42]I'm a mother****er from the third with a helluva nerve,
[00:02.94]And if you cross my line then you will get served,
[00:06.09]I win, lose, or die this happens everyday,
[00:08.40]Mother****ers get killed in this game I play
[00:11.01]I put these hands on a mother****er cuz he talk too much,
[00:13.59]He told my business to a mother****er, I had to **** him up
[00:16.32]When I confronted this mother****er, he got highly upset,
[00:18.90]Took off his mother****ing shirt, booted up, then looked down to my chest,
[00:21.75]So I slammed his ass, the mother****er started to kick,
[00:24.39]I went to stompin' in his face, ****ing up his shit,
[00:26.94]Gave him a good ass whippin', then I started to steppin',
[00:29.67]I saw him reachin' in his pants, I seen he was stressin',
[00:32.43]The mother****ers was stuntin', but I had mine,
[00:35.07]Five times through the chest, family outside cryin',
[00:37.80]On the way back home, I saw this sharp ass lady,
[00:40.53]Polo down, hair fixed, and some gold earrings,
[00:43.32]I asked just where she's headed, she said "7th Ward",
[00:45.84]Release the fine mother****er out the St. Bernard,
[00:48.48]She hopped in the ride, I take the hoe to Popeye's,
[00:51.12]Got a three piece white, cold drink, and small fries
[00:53.97]The hoe got full, we went to the Rochambeaux,
[00:56.19]Took off her clothes and bust three nuts and after that I was through,
[00:58.95]Took her halfway home and told the mother****er 'Get on',
[01:01.74]Didn't give a **** about her cuz I gave her the bone,
[01:04.50]Everyday somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler,
[01:07.08]Mother****ers roll down the ave., cuz I'm the neighborhood amp,
[01:09.75]****ing around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out,
[01:12.36]Cuz that's what livin' all up the project is all about

作词 : Unknown
作曲 : Unknown
Verse:
I'm a mother****er 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,
Mother****ers get killed in this game I play
I put these hands on a mother****er cuz he talk too much,
He told my business to a mother****er, I had to **** him up
When I confronted this mother****er, he got highly upset,
Took off his mother****ing shirt, booted up, then looked down to my chest,
So I slammed his ass, the mother****er started to kick,
I went to stompin' in his face, ****ing up his shit,
Gave him a good ass whippin', then I started to steppin',
I saw him reachin' in his pants, I seen he was stressin',
The mother****ers 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 mother****er 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 mother****er 'Get on',
Didn't give a **** about her cuz I gave her the bone,
Everyday somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler,
Mother****ers roll down the ave., cuz I'm the neighborhood amp,
****ing around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out,
Cuz that's what livin' all up the project is all about