Текст песни 3 Strikes - Hot Boy$ feat. Big Tymers
[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
f**k
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
'causein
as
long
as
I'm
with
CMB
'causein
Got
my
mind
straight
I'm
no
longer
on
that
D
'causein
So
tell
me
how
I'm
a
do
wrong
I'm
doing
right
You
feds
can't
f**k
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
f**k
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
Motherf**k
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
Альбом
Let 'Em Burn
1 Alicia Applefoot
2 Introduction (feat. Big Tymers)
3 My Section
4 Stick & Move (feat. Big Tymers)
5 Down Here
6 Spin Tha Bend
7 My Cousins New Keyboard
8 Let 'Em Burn
9 Do Whatcha Do (feat. Big Tymers)
10 Gangsta Nigga (feat. TQ)
11 These Hoes
12 3 Strikes
13 Jack Who, Take What
14 Young Riders
15 Off Wit Ya Head
16 Up In Tha Hood
17 Outro
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