The 3rd Wish (feat. Grimm & Marilyn Rylander)
Another deadly ceremony in a sacred territory
It was all done for the glory
You bitches ain't got nothin' for me
O-G, from the H-I, double L, W, double O D
Live the life of the lowly, movin' white ponies
Still puttin' in work for the dead homies
Show me the way out, stayin' ready for anything
Under the sun, under the moon, under the stars
God, I'm lookin' for somewhere to run
Dumpin' my gun as soon as I'm done
Leavin' 'em numb, with one in his lung
Livin' fast and dyin' young, always business never for fun
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you want?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you need?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Bussin' our Teflon, at the red dawn
I ain't fuckin' with nothin', get stepped on
The purest, I'm the surest
Playin' a tourist walkin' through Saigon
Been a hustler servin' up big bricks
And livin' my life to hit licks
Trip on a G like me and see
The beads of banana clips Trick
Stamina cannot be duplicated
Bite on the dust, you get faded
So many wannabe criminals
Up in the game of drug-related
Open up, open up your dopehouses
Turning you men into mouses
Saggin' my burgundy trousers
Letting you know how the South is
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you want?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you need?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Dopehouse Records
Say man Los, man it ain't go right man
I'ma tell you man, Lil' Drugs dead ma
What?
Yeah, he's dead man
Fuck
And I got big Jon with me man
He got hit bad on the side
It don't look good, bro, it don't look good
He bleedin' bad
We can't go to the hospital, man
We ain't goin' to the hospital
Yeah, we headed straight to the Dopehouse
Call Doc, tell him we need him
Alright my nigga, are you sure about Lil' Drugs?
I'm sure, man, he's gone baby, he's gone
We gotta get these muthafuckas
Alright, hurry up
Okay, this is it, I've wished for money
And I've wished for fame
But what good is it, if I'm still stuck in this game?
So, for my 3rd wish, I just wish for all this shit to stop
Just please make it stop
I'm back once again for revenge
In an all-black bulletproof Benz
How will I get 'em? It just depends
Hook his ass up with all his dead friends
Here ye, here ye, sincerely
Why so many haters fear me?
Dearly departed, y'all started some shit
And struck but couldn't come near me
We're the odyssey, young prodigy
Runnin' the top notch properties
Where snitches get shot in they arteries
But gettin' nobody's apologies
Follow me how do we master the first jack?
Since the day I was born I was cursed Black
H-Town's where I'm doin' my dirt at
Robbin' you hoes on horseback
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you want?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you need?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
It was all done for the glory
You bitches ain't got nothin' for me
O-G, from the H-I, double L, W, double O D
Live the life of the lowly, movin' white ponies
Still puttin' in work for the dead homies
Show me the way out, stayin' ready for anything
Under the sun, under the moon, under the stars
God, I'm lookin' for somewhere to run
Dumpin' my gun as soon as I'm done
Leavin' 'em numb, with one in his lung
Livin' fast and dyin' young, always business never for fun
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you want?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you need?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Bussin' our Teflon, at the red dawn
I ain't fuckin' with nothin', get stepped on
The purest, I'm the surest
Playin' a tourist walkin' through Saigon
Been a hustler servin' up big bricks
And livin' my life to hit licks
Trip on a G like me and see
The beads of banana clips Trick
Stamina cannot be duplicated
Bite on the dust, you get faded
So many wannabe criminals
Up in the game of drug-related
Open up, open up your dopehouses
Turning you men into mouses
Saggin' my burgundy trousers
Letting you know how the South is
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you want?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you need?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Dopehouse Records
Say man Los, man it ain't go right man
I'ma tell you man, Lil' Drugs dead ma
What?
Yeah, he's dead man
Fuck
And I got big Jon with me man
He got hit bad on the side
It don't look good, bro, it don't look good
He bleedin' bad
We can't go to the hospital, man
We ain't goin' to the hospital
Yeah, we headed straight to the Dopehouse
Call Doc, tell him we need him
Alright my nigga, are you sure about Lil' Drugs?
I'm sure, man, he's gone baby, he's gone
We gotta get these muthafuckas
Alright, hurry up
Okay, this is it, I've wished for money
And I've wished for fame
But what good is it, if I'm still stuck in this game?
So, for my 3rd wish, I just wish for all this shit to stop
Just please make it stop
I'm back once again for revenge
In an all-black bulletproof Benz
How will I get 'em? It just depends
Hook his ass up with all his dead friends
Here ye, here ye, sincerely
Why so many haters fear me?
Dearly departed, y'all started some shit
And struck but couldn't come near me
We're the odyssey, young prodigy
Runnin' the top notch properties
Where snitches get shot in they arteries
But gettin' nobody's apologies
Follow me how do we master the first jack?
Since the day I was born I was cursed Black
H-Town's where I'm doin' my dirt at
Robbin' you hoes on horseback
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you want?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Tell me what it is?
Tell me what you need?
For your 3rd wish
This is your last wish
Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Coy
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