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3rd Ward Solja lyrics ( Juvenile )

            

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Artist  : Juvenile 
Song : 3rd Ward Solja

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 First verse [juvenile]: You gone take them 5? or you gone take them to the trial? And go get denied? By that probation and you just got, caught with that fry That alibi ain’t gone work, Ain’t it somethin’ how them niggas from out that three be doin’ that dirt? Score a quarter from oh-oh, rock it up by four-four, Then you can go in them hallways and smoke that fire all day Shhhh....be quiet, Tonight is the night that we ride, Thirty camoflauge hummers with niggas inside With choppers, doin’, surgery on bodies like head doctors Be quiet, cuz they mad tonight, we gone act a as* tonight, I’ma take a body to that project for a sacrifice, That calliope got that dope for less, f**k around that bit*h if you want, and get left, Brains hangin’ off the steps, people cryin’, Second line, t-shirtin’, feet hurtin’ from all of that twerkin’ Chorus [? ? ? ]: Calliope thug 3rd ward solja Melphanine thug 3rd ward solja P-s-e thugs 3rd ward solja Wild magnolia 3rd ward solja Second verse [juvenile]: I’m an optimal smokin’, chopper totin’, Bustin’ caps wide open, Top of line coatin’, reebok sportin’, Expedition corner spender, Big fine woman bender, put the weight in the blender Got big bags by rillas, Shiesty like a splinter, and empty out the braids in the center, U.p.t. fader remember, Follow me, follow me, Follow me now bit*hes we be some hot boys... Run up on the 3 and you will get stopped boy Follow me now bit*hes we be some hot boys... Run up on the 3 and you will get stopped boy Follow me now bit*hes we be some hot boys... Run up on p-s-e and you will get stopped boy Follow me now bit*hes we be some hot boys... Run up on the third and you will get stopped boy Follow me now bit*hes we be some hot boys... Run up on the u and you will get stopped boy Chorus Third verse [manny fresh & magnolia shorty] [manny fresh] I’m from the seventh ward, and I believe in god, I drive seven thirty-five’s and I love these broads I wear girbaud jeans, and I bought my green, Camoflauge over our eyes that’s how we do these things, I run with juvenile, that nigga so wild, Get buck like the f**k I’m glad I use dial, Now who the f**k I are? I’m a superstar Ca$h money rules everything around me bruh [magnolia shorty] Shop on that ramp, shop in the lio and josephine, Shop in that nolia, that valence street and p-s-e, They got some hot boys that represent that u.p.t., And where they be, three hundred and fifty degrees Shop on that ramp, shop in that lio and josephine, Shop in that nolia, that valence street and p-s-e, That got some hot boys that represent that u.p.t., And where they be, three hundred and fifty degrees Chorus [crowd of people] Gert-town, downtown, and holly grove can’t f**k with the melph and the calio I told ya, I told ya, them boys don’t want beef with the nolia, And I warned ya, and I warned ya, Can’t f**k with that 10th ward st. thomas, And on the v.l., and on the v.l., can’t f**k with them boys on v.l. Apple and eagle so real they come, that’s the only real niggas in carrollton, Gert-town, downtown and holly grove can’t f**k with the melph and the calio I told ya, I told ya, them boys don’t want beef with that nolia, And I warned ya, and I warned ya, Can’t f**k with that 10th ward st. thomas 3rd ward hoe, mac and the melph, calio 3rd ward hoe, mac and the melph, calio 3rd ward hoe, mac and the melph, calio 3rd ward hoe, mac and the melph, calio [juvenile] Lights on, mask on creep silent, Lights gone, we done left your block quiet, Lights on, mask on creep silent, Lights gone, we done left your block quiet, What you niggas know about them 3rd ward thugs? What you niggas know about them holly grove? What you niggas know about them hot boy thugs? What you niggas know about cmr thugs? Ahhh, you bit*h you

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