Unlv - 3rd Ward Court Date lyrics

Verse one: {tec-9} It all started in the streets at the age of ten I started hangin' out late snatchin' purses with my friends I went solo one day on st. charles you see Lookin' for a white lady that was peepin' id I see one in sight skin was white as a duck She just don't f**in' know i'm bout to show her boo-koo love I'm bout to beat her up so i asked the hoe the time She looked down and broke her crown she bent down Stupid 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 coke With a snug i'm feelin' hard i'm eighty strong from the third I scored a f**in' quarter jetted quick down to fossil So i slipped now i'm caught Chorus: {yella boy} Until i used to rap rap rap Rap sh** everyday now the name of My rap is third ward court date I used to rap rap rap Rap sh** everyday now the name of My rap is third ward court date Verse two: {tec-9} Three cops and i'm caught i can't believe They got me locked down up in this place My first offense and i caught myself a murder case Parish prison blues gave me no time to choose I either get myself a knifer or be taken by yo lifer sh** my woman still sendin' me money Thinkin' i'm a come back home I like to think that way but evidence shown Prints plus a murder weapon I'm up sh** creek watchin' for vanish on the proud Got me losin' sleep i'm gettin' lots of letters But i don't give a f** i'm stuck like chuck and she Wouldn't put the house up Will i get probation? Or will i get free? i'm facin' the court date My destination is the three Chorus: {yella boy} {2x} Verse three: {lil' ya} Layin' in my cut thinkin' of a deaf rhyme Got to make it short because i don't have a lot of time I'm seein' old gee's from the past Smart like a motherf**er i wonder how they last n***as had fades, and bushes and sh** Just like on the street the third was runnin' it You couldn't step close to the blue Like jefferson said ya fat i thought you knew? Here again with the juror food for days that's what The motherf**er kept i'm chillin' in lower nine With my mind on my money and my money on my mind Ced on parole he's in the house with a boot in his mouth Boot up back and make him knock it out Gangster's on the phone talkin' to them hoes Call sterol on the three and do a pere Cuz i'm a villain and i'm chillin' It's six six three one Verse four: {yella boy} Up early in the mornin' time to catch the White bangor the roof so we can Put the heat in my back I caught the first charge The coke charge a Gun charge to sittin' in the "u' stun'n What the f** am i gonna do I'm chillin' in my jail cell talkin' to the attorney He said did you pull the trigger if so your goin' on A long journey on the court session Standin' tall like a man They got my feet, and arms shackled i'm Holdin' my right hand I caught juvenile life plus a extra to exist Like my n***a tec said (ahh sh** i'm in effect) Peewee's f**in' playhouse don't want them havin' fun Cuz all our strafe a cation clucker a s**er that ain't no gun My heat is smokin' i'm thinkin' hard all you fake a** new jack p**y better hold that noise they must see what i see Yes, i'm big i'm bad i'm buff motherf** that p.t. sh** Cuz here i come to bust here come the guard friday night At night no more visitation he leave sit back ain't sh** I'm bout to take a lil' vacation bog boy be chillin' And i'm from that one two three But you better be cool before he slang you with that heat now I'm buckin' in the hole n***a be real don't shed no tears Cuz early thursday mornin' b**h i'm goin' to styleville Verse five: {lil' ya} I call my n***a baby he's at the office Doin' paper work try'na get me out But his lawyer actin' like a murk Feedin' him the wrong arm damn right We had to communicate to keep sh** tight I sit at the kite some nights When i flight and write To my n***as and b**hes who was close and all right May the ninth was my court date No witness no gun so they threw away the case I was free july the twelfth down for armed robbery Imagine how a n***a felt and f** that judge Because that b**h came late Try'na give me time on my third ward court date Chorus: {yella boy} {2x}