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Verse One: {Tec-9}It all started in the streets at the age of tenI started hangin` out late snatchin` purses with my friendsI went solo one day on St. Charles you seeLookin` for a white lady that was peepin` idI see one in sight skin was white as a duckShe just don`t fuckin` know I`m bout to show her boo-koo loveI`m bout to beat her up so I asked the hoe the timeShe looked down and broke her crown she bent downStupid clown I jetted with her purse and I hear some Gangster`s whisper found slug and some coke That was stashed by a bush bill twenty worth of cokeWith a snug I`m feelin` hard I`m eighty strong from the thirdI scored a fuckin` quarter jetted quick down to FossilSo I slipped now I`m caught Chorus: {Yella Boy}Until I used to rap rap rapRap shit everyday now the name ofMy rap is third ward court dateI used to rap rap rapRap shit everyday now the name ofMy rap is third ward court dateVerse Two: {Tec-9}Three cops and I`m caught I can`t believeThey got me locked down up in this placeMy first offense and I caught myself a murder caseParish Prison Blues gave me no time to chooseI either get myself a knifer or be taken by yo liferShit my woman still sendin` me moneyThinkin` I`m a come back homeI like to think that way but evidence shownPrints plus a murder weapon I`m up shit creek watchin` for vanish on the proudGot me losin` sleep I`m gettin` lots of letters But I don`t give a fuck I`m stuck like Chuck and sheWouldn`t put the house up Will I get probation? Or will I get free? I`m facin` the court dateMy destination is the threeChorus: {Yella Boy}{2x}Verse Three: {Lil` Ya}Layin` in my cut thinkin` of a deaf rhymeGot to make it short because I don`t have a lot of timeI`m seein` old gee`s from the past Smart like a motherfucker I wonder how they lastNiggas had fades, and bushes and shitJust like on the street the third was runnin` itYou couldn`t step close to the blueLike Jefferson said Ya fat I thought you knew?Here again with the Juror food for days that`s whatThe motherfucker kept I`m chillin` in lower nineWith my mind on my money and my money on my mindCed on parole he`s in the house with a boot in his mouthBoot up back and make him knock it outGangster`s on the phone talkin` to them hoesCall Sterol on the three and do a pereCuz I`m a villain and I`m chillin`It`s six six three oneVerse Four: {Yella Boy}Up early in the mornin` time to catch theWhite Bangor the roof so we canPut the heat in my back I caught the first chargeThe coke charge aGun charge to sittin` in the "U` stun`nWhat the fuck am I gonna doI`m chillin` in my jail cell talkin` to the attorneyHe said did you pull the trigger if so your goin` onA long journey on the court session Standin` tall like a man They got my feet, and arms shackled I`mHoldin` my right hand I caught juvenile life plus a extra to existLike my nigga Tec said (Ahh shit I`m in effect)Peewee`s fuckin` playhouse don`t want them havin` funCuz all our strafe a cation clucker a sucker that ain`t no gunMy heat is smokin` I`m thinkin` hard all you fake ass new jackPussy better hold that noise they must see what I seeYes, I`m big I`m bad I`m buff motherfuck that p.t. shitCuz here I come to bust here come the guard Friday nightAt night no more visitation he leave sit back ain`t shitI`m bout to take a lil` vacation bog boy be chillin`And I`m from that one two threeBut you better be cool before he slang you with that heat nowI`m buckin` in the hole nigga be real don`t shed no tearsCuz early Thursday mornin` bitch I`m goin` to StylevilleVerse Five: {Lil` Ya}I Call my nigga Baby he`s at the officeDoin` paper work try`na get me outBut his lawyer actin` like a murkFeedin` him the wrong arm damn rightWe had to communicate to keep shit tightI sit at the kite some nights When I flight and writeTo my niggas and bitches who was close and all rightMay the ninth was my court dateNo witness no gun so they threw away the caseI was free July the twelfth down for armed robberyImagine how a nigga felt and fuck that judgeBecause that bitch came late Try`na give me time on my third ward court dateChorus: {Yella Boy}{2x}

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