Another deadly ceremony in a sacred territoryIt was all done for the gloryYou bitches ain't got nothin' for meO-G, from the H-I, double L, W, double O DLive the life of the lowly, movin' white poniesStill puttin' in work for the dead homiesShow me the way out, stayin' ready for anythingUnder the sun, under the moon, under the starsGod, I'm lookin' for somewhere to runDumpin' my gun as soon as I'm doneLeavin' 'em numb, with one in his lungLivin' fast and dyin' young, always business never for funTell me what it is?Tell me what you want?For your 3rd wishThis is your last wishTell me what it is?Tell me what you need?For your 3rd wishThis is your last wishBussin' our Teflon, at the red dawnI ain't fuckin' with nothin', get stepped onThe purest, I'm the surestPlayin' a tourist walkin' through SaigonBeen a hustler servin' up big bricksAnd livin' my life to hit licksTrip on a G like me and seeThe beads of banana clips TrickStamina cannot be duplicatedBite on the dust, you get fadedSo many wannabe criminalsUp in the game of drug-relatedOpen up, open up your dopehousesTurning you men into mousesSaggin' my burgundy trousersLetting you know how the South isTell me what it is?Tell me what you want?For your 3rd wishThis is your last wishTell me what it is?Tell me what you need?For your 3rd wishThis is your last wishDopehouse RecordsSay man Los, man it ain't go right manI'ma tell you man, Lil' Drugs dead maWhat?Yeah, he's dead manFuckAnd I got big Jon with me manHe got hit bad on the sideIt don't look good, bro, it don't look goodHe bleedin' badWe can't go to the hospital, manWe ain't goin' to the hospitalYeah, we headed straight to the DopehouseCall Doc, tell him we need himAlright my nigga, are you sure about Lil' Drugs?I'm sure, man, he's gone baby, he's goneWe gotta get these muthafuckasAlright, hurry upOkay, this is it, I've wished for moneyAnd I've wished for fameBut 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 stopJust please make it stopI'm back once again for revengeIn an all-black bulletproof BenzHow will I get 'em? It just dependsHook his ass up with all his dead friendsHere ye, here ye, sincerelyWhy so many haters fear me?Dearly departed, y'all started some shitAnd struck but couldn't come near meWe're the odyssey, young prodigyRunnin' the top notch propertiesWhere snitches get shot in they arteriesBut gettin' nobody's apologiesFollow me how do we master the first jack?Since the day I was born I was cursed BlackH-Town's where I'm doin' my dirt atRobbin' you hoes on horsebackTell me what it is?Tell me what you want?For your 3rd wishThis is your last wishTell me what it is?Tell me what you need?For your 3rd wishThis is your last wish
