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3 Strikes Lyrics

[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