Verse One: {Tec-9}

It all started in the streets at the age of ten
I started hangin' out late snatchin' purses with my friends
I went solo one day on St. Charles you see
Lookin' for a white lady that was peepin' id
I see one in sight skin was white as a duck
She just don't fuckin' know I'm bout to show her boo-koo love

I'm bout to beat her up so I asked the hoe the time
She looked down and broke her crown she bent down
Stupid clown I jetted with her purse and I hear some
Gangster's whisper found slug and some coke
That was stashed by a bush bill twenty worth of coke
With a snug I'm feelin' hard I'm eighty strong from the third
I scored a fuckin' quarter jetted quick down to Fossil
So I slipped now I'm caught

Chorus: {Yella Boy}

Until I used to rap rap rap
Rap shit everyday now the name of
My rap is third ward court date
I used to rap rap rap
Rap shit everyday now the name of
My rap is third ward court date