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The 3rd Wish

South Park Mexican/Grimm
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Another deadly ceremony, in the sacred territory It was all done for the glory You bitches ain't got nothing for me OG, from the H-I-Double L-W, Double O-D Live the life of the lonely, moving white ponies Still putting in work for the dead homies Show me a way out Staying ready for anything under the sun Under the moon, under the stars Got 'em looking for somewhere to run Dumping my gun, as soon as I'm done Leaving them numb with one in his lung Living fast and dying young Always business, never for fun Tell me what it is Tell me what you want for your third wish This is your last wish Tell me what it is Tell me what you need for your third wish This is your last wish Busting hot Teflon, in the red Dawn I ain't fucking with nothing to step on The purest, I'm the surest Playing the tourist, walking through Saigon Been a hustler serving them big bricks And living my life to hit licks Trip on a G like me And see them B's and banana clips, trick My stamina cannot be duplicated Bite in the dust, you get faded So many wannabe criminals Up in the game of the drug related Hoping to open up new dope houses Turning you men into mouses Sagging my burgundy trousers Just letting you know how the South is Tell me what it is Tell me what you want for your third wish This is your last wish Tell me what it is Tell me what you need for your third wish This is your last wish Dope House Records Say man, Los Man, it didn't go right, man I'm telling you, man Little Drug's dead, man What? He's dead, he's dead, man He's dead Man, I got Big John with me, man He got hit bad on the side It don't look good, bro It don't look good, he's bleeding bad We can't go to the hospital, man We ain't going to the hospital, man We gotta go straight to the dope house Call Doc, tell him we need him Alright, my nigga You sure about Little Drug? I'm sure, man He's gone, baby, he's gone We gotta get these motherfuckers 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 third wish I just wish for all this shit to stop Just please make it stop (Tell me what you want for your third wish) I'm back once again for revenge In an all-black bulletproof Benz How will I get him? It just depends Hook his ass up with all his dead friends Hear ye, hear 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 Running the top-notch properties Where snitches get shot in they arteries We're getting nobody's apologies Follow me, holla, we mastered the first jack Since the day I was born, I was cursed, black H-Town's where I'm doing my dirt at Robbing you hoes on horseback, all that Tell me what it is Tell me what you want for your third wish This is your last wish Tell me what it is Tell me what you need for your third wish