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rigz & mooch & big ghost ltd - 3am كلمات أغنية

[intro: mooch & m.a.v.]
d_mn, yo, this n_gga not pickin’ up the phone right now?
it’s f_ckin’ shakin’ out here, man
beautiful out here, man, ayo, yo, yo, come here, yo
yo, yo
it’s 3 a.m. (it’s nighttime and sh_t?)
n_gga, it ain’t cold outside right now (it’s 3 a.m.)
sh_t, n_gga, i’m out here all f_cking night, n_gga (it’s 3 a.m.)

[verse 1: mooch & m.a.v.]
frisky still callin’, a functional alcoholic (yeah, ayy, get here, baby)
she smoke a whole bait and then hide this sh_t by her toilet
i don’t even think she sleepin’ that night, she’d rather snort it (yeah)
f_ck you for my feelings then tuck that sh_t in my wallet, yo
see ’em mad geekin’, just ride around while i’m spuckin’
i caught a good l!ck, droppin’ nicki off at mazda
i heard she eat a good d_ck for twenties of the monster
the money in abundance, no traffic, this sh_t is awesome (it’s 3 a.m.)
my phone still shakin’, it’s poppin’ like eggs and bacon (brrt, brr)
be glad we makin’ money or pistols be in your faces (in your face, n_gga)
’cause, everybody sleepin’, i’m drivin’, i heard the matrix (uh)
n_ggas cuddled up with they wifey under them blankets
i’m still servin’ fire that’s launchin’ n_ggas in sp_ces (pew)
shorty sellin’ p_ssy, i know that that p_ss flame ’em (ha)
i’m flammin’ up a dutch, no cops, they shift changin’
i’m changin’ different lanes like tommy brown, i’m sayin’ (it’s 3 a.m.)
mcdonalds only opend this week, i’m smokin’ this potent
i’m tied in at the wheel, this sour d got me dosin’
these trap_house hours, might trap this sh_t when they close it
at this time, smokers’ll buy whatever just to smoke it (i got it)
i’m ’bout to bless a n_gga with god, yo, i’m the omen (this sh_t’s fire)
no bakin’ soda needed, still stretch this sh_t like the ocean (it’s 3 a.m.)
the smoker bought a fifty, he bumpin’ some billy ocean
he noddin’ out on the wheel, homie, just stay focused
[chorus: m.a.v. & rigz]
one, it’s just an hour after midnight
two, bet a couple dollars at the pit fights
the deal’s off the vice
come with fresh juugs, blood on my knife, runnin’
it’s 3 a.m., the gun’s warm and the street’s cold
h_ll is on me, and it needs souls
sh_t is real under the moon’s view
gotta hold on to the street life
consumes you, out here it’s 3 a.m. (yeah, yo)

[verse 2: rigz, mooch, m.a.v. & rigz & m.a.v.]
i fell asleep, all this money i missed (what the f_ck?)
five stacks, maybe six, brought my gun ’cause i’m p_ssed
this one fiend textin’ me, bargainin’ with a giftcard
couple corny n_ggas still out, them dudes been fraud
two fiends fightin’, bet kevin gon’ get his chin scarred
eddie got crackhead strength, i know he hit hard (woo, see that?)
swat ten deep in the lot, they ’bout to move in
somebody gettin’ locked, they like to move when it’s 3 a.m
the block dead, i gotta fund my dream (gotta get some money, man)
i move dolo in the street like i ain’t got no team, uh
i’m used to makin’ nothin’ out of somethin’ all alone (all)
now you can’t get the sample ’cause you ain’t got a phone (how the f_ck you gon’ get that?)
negative, i play some sh_t, it’s like a sedative (sh_t garbage)
tried to hit ’em out, but it’s borin’ and too repetitive (word)
ooh, that’s ashley, she out maneuverin’
sunday work, you know what she doin’ when it’s 3 a.m. (hahaha, ashley, you f_cked up)
f_ck dope, only crack sell this late (f_ck that)
it’s four n_ggas parked in that rental, they unscrewed the plate
somebody ’bout to get robbed, get shot, it’s fate (it’s fate)
rule one, when you eatin’, gotta guard your plate (guard your plate)
i know a shorty with a shorty that’ll line your date (yup)
and sleep on it, then they get away, scr_pe that (3 a.m.)
word, it’s 5 now, f_ck it, i’m done (i’m done)
get the f_ck out this slump, by the time i wake up, it probably be
[chorus: m.a.v.]
one, it’s just an hour after midnight
two, bet a couple dollars at the pit fights
the deal’s off the vice
come with fresh juugs, blood on my knife, runnin’
it’s 3 a.m., the gun’s warm and the street’s cold
h_ll is on me, and it needs souls
sh_t is real under the moon’s view
gotta hold on to the street life
consumes you, out here it’s 3 a.m

[outro: mooch]
f_ck, man
yeah
yo, what’s goin’ on with it?
[?]
chillin’, man, how long though?
man, thirteen is smooth
alright, no question
godd_mn, son, this n_gga takin’—
mm, d_mn
[?], man, what’s up, n_gga?
yo, man, what’s up with it, yo?
[?]
alright, yeah
pssh, godd_mn
let me call this n_gga, man
yo
yo, what’s up with it, man?
aight, man, look
no, no later than 5 o’clock, than 5 o’clock
that’s three hours, man
aight, aight, no question, no question, aight, yup

- rigz mooch big ghost ltd

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