Luyện nghe bài hát 3rd Ward Court Date

Verse one:

It all started in the at the age of ten
I started hangin' out late snatchin' purses with my
I went solo one day on st. you see
for a white lady that was peepin' id
I see one in sight skin was white as a
She just don't know I'm bout to show her boo-koo love
I'm to beat her up so I asked the hoe the time
She looked down and broke her crown she down
Stupid clown I jetted her purse and I hear some
Gangster's whisper slug and some coke
That was stashed by a bill twenty worth of coke
With a snug I'm feelin' hard I'm eighty strong from the
I scored a fuckin' quarter quick down to fossil
So I slipped now I'm

{yella boy}

Until I to rap rap rap
Rap shit everyday now the of
My rap is third ward court
I to rap rap rap
Rap shit everyday now the of
My rap is third court date

Verse {tec-9}

Three cops and I'm I can't believe
They got me locked down up in this
My first offense and I caught myself a case
Parish prison gave me no time to choose
I either get myself a or be taken by yo lifer
Shit my woman still me money
I'm a come back home
I like to think way but evidence shown
Prints plus a weapon
I'm up shit creek watchin' for on the proud
Got me losin' sleep I'm gettin' lots of
But I don't a fuck I'm stuck like chuck and she
put the house up
Will I get
Or will I get free? I'm the court date
My is the three

Chorus: {yella

Verse three: ya}

Layin' in my cut of a deaf rhyme
Got to make it because I don't have a lot of time
I'm seein' old gee's the past
like a motherfucker I wonder how they last
Niggas had fades, and and shit
like on the street the third was runnin' it
You couldn't step close to the
Like jefferson ya fat I thought you knew?
Here again the juror food for days that's what
The motherfucker kept I'm in lower nine
With my mind on my money and my on my mind
Ced on parole he's in the house with a boot in his
up back and make him knock it out
Gangster's on the phone talkin' to hoes
Call on the three and do a pere
'cause I'm a villain and I'm
six six three one

Verse four: boy}

Up early in the mornin' time to the
White bangor the so we can
Put the heat in my
I caught the first
The charge a
Gun charge to in the "u' stun'n
What the am I gonna do
I'm chillin' in my jail cell to the attorney
He said did you pull the trigger if so your on
A journey on the court session
Standin' tall a man
They got my feet, and shackled i'm
Holdin' my hand
I caught juvenile plus a extra to exist
Like my nigga tec (ahh shit I'm in effect)
Peewee's fuckin' playhouse don't them havin' fun
'cause all our a cation clucker a sucker that ain't no gun
My heat is I'm thinkin' hard all you fake ass new jack
Pussy better hold that noise they see what I see
Yes, I'm big I'm bad I'm buff motherfuck that p.t.
'cause here I come to here come the guard friday night
At night no more he leave sit back ain't shit
I'm to take a lil' vacation bog boy be chillin'
And I'm from that one two
But you better be cool before he slang you with heat now
I'm buckin' in the hole nigga be real shed no tears
'cause early thursday mornin' bitch I'm to styleville

five: {lil' ya}

I call my nigga baby at the office
Doin' paper work get me out
But his lawyer like a murk
Feedin' him the wrong arm damn
We had to communicate to keep shit
I sit at the kite nights
When I flight and
To my niggas and bitches who was and all right
May the was my court date
No witness no gun so threw away the case
I was free july the twelfth for armed robbery
how a nigga felt and fuck that judge
Because bitch came late
Try'na give me time on my ward court date

Chorus: {yella