| This for the three, this for the house
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| This for the crib, this for the South
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| This for the porch, this for the Sip'
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| This for them summers, this for the country
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| This for the coast, this for them buses
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| This for them players doing the most
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| This for the three, this for the house
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| This for the crib, this for the South
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| This for the porch, this for the Sip'
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| This for them summers, this for the country
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| This for the coast, this for them buses
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| This for them players doing the most
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| I swang and I swerve
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| Nigga like, «Who need a curve?»
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| Old school sittin' on high
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| Nigga like, «Who need some herb?»
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| Watch for the birds, watch for them laws
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| Nigga they dirty as dirt
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| Trying to rough a nigga up, cuff a nigga up
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| Bust a nigga up, claim he got the work
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| Just because we flying flossed out
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| Never been a worker, always bossed out
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| When you come from the mud, you get it out the mud
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| Now look at what the mud cost now
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| Creepin' on A street, Cali Park
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| Knockin' these doors down after dark
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| Searching for a cornbread, collard green
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| Eating thorough bread, thick from the start
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| Got it from my mama mama, but tote the tool for the drama
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| But go to college for a education
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| They ain’t fucking with you with no commas
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| Goin' places in the south, buy land, own a house
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| Redline representer, Juneteenth turn ya' out
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| This for the three, this for the house
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| This for the crib, this for the South
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| This for the porch, this for the Sip'
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| This for them summers, this for the country
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| This for the coast, this for them buses
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| This for them players doing the most
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| This for the three, this for the house
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| This for the crib, this for the South
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| This for the porch, this for the Sip'
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| This for them summers, this for the country
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| This for the coast, this for them buses
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| This for them players doing the most
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| What you knew 'bout that grill that chill
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| That top and bottom, that’s invisible set
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| Even granny had gold for real
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| Even granny had gold around her neck
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| Gotta let your light shine
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| Soon as they start hating at the right time
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| I went from 300 coming out hard, now I’m worldwide
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| Ask that, I was king way before rap
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| Came out the womb like fuck all the rules
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| If there was a bar then pass that straight where the cash at
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| Country boy tippy-toeing (Uh)
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| 25 on the dresser (Yes sir)
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| Did for the time, I freeze
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| Now batter that rustle, killing the pressure
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| Barely no effort, feel like a wrestler
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| Put on for the Sip', watch me out-rep ya
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| Moon-walkin', two-steppin', laid back no stretcher
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| Going places in the South, buy land on the house
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| Redline representer, queen city turn ya' out
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| This for the three, this for the highs
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| This for the crib, this for the South
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| This for the porch, this for the Sip'
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| This for them summers, this for the country
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| This for the coast, this for them buses
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| This for them players doing the most
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| This for the three, this for the highs
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| This for the crib, this for the South
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| This for the porch, this for the Sip'
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| This for them summers, this for the country
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| This for the coast, this for them buses
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| This for them players doing the most |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 4 Tha Three , by - Big K.R.I.T.. Song from the album TDT, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп