"Zone 3 Anthem Part 1" lyrics

Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three, to the third degree
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three, to the third degree (Yee!)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three, to the third degree (Yee!)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three, to the third degree

Gripping grain and switching lanes
Chevy Impalas, every day's a different ground
We tryna make a dollar, my [?]
My home, where they Carol City chiefs (Yee!)
Only hearin' hood music in the trunk or backseats (Damn)
Duck riding
Like a wax flow, I'm sliding
You just only steppin'
This is UGK pimpin'
So don't test my SAT (Yeah)
Or you just might get tested
Touch one, touch all
From the words my nigga blessin'
I [?] like Jeezy when he did it for his city
Or his town I don't know where his home
But I'mma do it for my zone (For my zone)
(Yee!) I'm zone three to the third degree
Hometown hero, I got a big ego
[?] no Beyoncé, but the rap game my fiancée
And I hope to treat her well
Spit bars like [?] kid
The boys on Miami is really comin' out
Zone three, zone four
But we still the dirty south, Curry

Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three, to the third degree (Yee!)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three, to the third degree
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three, to the third degree (Yee!)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three (Where we from?)
Zone three, to the third degree

32nd Ave
Honey Hill Drive
Nothing but [?]
But I ain't talkin 'bout [?] (Woo!)
33rd street, that's where the Curry lives
Curry ain't talking 'bout babies
Wanna talk about my crib, shit
Denzel a drama but I ain't talking 'bout acting
And I'm 'bout to light it up
Just like fireworks and magic (That's right he snapped)
Nigga feel like Kujo
Every beat I get attacking
And I broke a nigga neck
So I'm 'bout to get it crackin'
Streets of Miami where Trick Daddy is a legend (Hmm)
And Rick Ross is a boss according to adolescents [?]
You listen to the Uncle Luke and that 2 Live Crew
While others smoke the urn
And [?] the roof
You might call us country
But we only southern
Miami heat
Zone 3, we made another
I do it for my city
I do it for my zone
I'm like E.T., let me phone my ass home

Zone three
Where we from?
Yee!