Текст (слова) песни: Hot Boys - 3 Strikes

 
[Lil Wayne] 
I got popped in 94` them people caught me with some coke 
But I pleaded as a user so the judge let me go 
Now I`m back on the streets with six months of probation 
Can`t go out the state so I can`t take no vacation 
Got to watch my conversation cause them people a fool 
Got to be in before 11 and I can`t miss school 
But I was talkin to that nigga sammy 
Tryin to see how I`m a get these 20 bricks from miami 
On a chip phone so I`m thinking they aint tracin mine 
Two days later I`m in that place facing 99 
But slim and baby bought a laywer for a half a mil` 
And he kept fightin and he got me out appeal 
My niggas real 
So I know I got to play it light 
I gotta watch what I do cause I`m on my second strike 
But if I ever fall agian I`m history 
So I`m a keep everything low so they cant get to me 
3 strikes nigga 
 
[Chorus] 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
 
[Turk] 
Look 
If they pop you nigga fo sho you goin ride 
The judge aint playin they givin you 99 
They dont giva fuck who you is they dont descriminate 
Come up with a decision there it is closed case 
Aint nothing you can do nigga you goin do that time 
Take it like a man dont cry you done the crime 
Seen a lot a niggas fall short like that 
I done seen a lot a niggas run through cuts with a gat 
I done seen a lot a niggas get they wig pushed back 
I done seen a lot a niggas get busted for crack 
Not me cuzin as long as I`m with CMB cuzin 
Got my mind straight I`m no longer on that D cuzin 
So tell me how I`m a do wrong I`m doing right 
You feds can`t fuck with me cause I`m doing right 
So you can take all the bitches you want 
You can play numba down you cant stop me 
 
[Chorus] 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
 
[B.G.] 
I know any day it can happen go to jail or get killed 
Thats why I try to walk light but on the streets its too real 
I just had a lil girl so hard I try to chill 
But I still find my self on the block chasin the mil 
Ask the lord to guide me right keep my mind of bad 
Got this monkey ride my back tellin me to a bad 
Got a judge front a nigga tryin to send me away 
Cause I got my second gun charge possesion of a A-K 
Now I`m due for sometime 15 with a bail 
But I refuse to take that cause I`ll never get well 
But I promise if the lord hold me from under this 
Aint got to worry about me coming back for shit 
Never thought when I get older they would offer me 10 
I was waiting for my uncle come home looking like I would meet him in the pin 
I aint let em worry me real is what ive been 
Now I`m on my third strike but I`m a hit the streets agian 
 
[Chorus] 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
 
[Juvenile] 
What in the fuck you mean I got an attachment 
They got crooks out here bitch harrass them 
I used to pull it all I used to sell dope 
I used to whip hoes I used to snort coke 
I used to shoot at niggas I used to steal cars 
I used to start wars up in that 3rd ward 
I used to disrespect old people and talk crazy 
Untill a nigga got his mind right and met baby 
Im pushin neener neener 
Light on my pinkey finger 
Motherfuck a sapena 
Cause I`m a rap singer 
Dont want no charges 
Even though I got a stash in my garages 
You bitches looking at me as if I am retarded 
But you can never twist me up with all that war shit 
Whodi you heard me 
You bitch now you want to make sure that I`m gone 
Away from my kids reposes my cars and my home 
thats what you want 
 
[Chorus] 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 
3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues
 

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