MO3 was born Melvin Noble in 1992. His rap debut came in the form of his 2014 mixtape, Shottaz. On the strength of that effort, he developed a local following and inked a deal with his idol, rapper Boosie Badazz. The sequel to his debut, Shottaz Reloaded, arrived at the close of 2015. The album featured "Hold Ya Tongue," which went on to become a moderate hit for MO3, notching nearly two million streaming views in the year after its release. Reloaded hit number 14 on the Billboard Rap chart, climbing to number two on the Heatseekers chart. His follow-up, 4 Indictments, appeared in late 2016 and topped the Heatseekers chart early the following year. He also issued the Gangsta Love, Pt. 1 mixtape in 2017.
Badazz MO3MO3's 2018 project Shottaz 3.0 would include one of his biggest hits yet, the cautionary "Errybody," which also racked up millions in streaming numbers. The next year found MO3 mainly releasing singles, including the Aaliyah-sampling "No Feelings" and the stormy "Too Much Pride." In February 2020, he teamed with storied Louisiana rapper Boosie Badazz for the collaborative mixtape Badazz MO3. The project quickly entered the Billboard 200 chart at number 136.
Noble was shot and killed on November 11, 2020. While being pursued by another vehicle as he was driving on Interstate 35 in Dallas, he crashed on the side of the road and attempted to flee on foot before an unidentified gunman shot him in the back of the head.
Dance Lil Tre
Mo3 Lyrics
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(Yxng Stov) yeah
Why
Momotherfucking 3, nigga
Call of Duty with this choppa, this ain't no Fortnite (for real)
I like driving fast cars, yeah nigga, the sport type (oh yeah)
I look like a lick when I walk through the bank
These lil' niggas I don't feel 'em (that's on gang)
Put it on gang, I'll kill 'em (baow, baow, baow, baow), they say, "Tre"
Keep it a hundred, my nigga won't tell 'em 'bout how I maneuver
The opp's okay, I don't like beefin' wit' him
I can't shoot the bitch through the computer (baow)
Oh there go, Tre, Louis V sneakers, no Ruger
A Glizzy, the dick like a ruler (baow)
She be like "Tre", ho say my name too much
I be wishing that I never knew her
If I had teardrops on my face, I'd be cryin' a river (why?)
I been slidin' on niggas (ha), we whacked all kinds of niggas (ha)
These niggas be looking like they want the smoke
They know where to find me, nigga (that's on gang)
Gangland thshe get cropped outat's on BGizzle, I walk down on niggas (why) (gang)
I can't afford a bodyguard, bitch, my pride too big (it is)
Hold up real quick, let me fix my pants, this .45 too big (baow, baow, baow)
I walk with it on me, got it off the corner, yeah, I be talking that shit (I do)
I'm who they talkin' 'bout now (it's true), your bitch tryna see how I live (ha, gang)
Ay, keep it real to get this straight, I get cake
In the field, tryna get them M's, they tryna go home, not bait (why)
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today (finna make them bands, gang)
She make it clap, clap, clap for a real one (why)
Go tell the opps these ain't no props, we shoot real guns (why)
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today, ha (that's on gang)
Stepped in the buildin' lookin' like some blow
RICO my neck and my wrist (my wrist)
Mackin' a lil' .30, lil' nigga (lil' nigga)
Lil' B brought that TEC in this bitch (that's on gang)
I do 'em dirty, go get 'em (baow)
My lil' nigga stay strapped and he hit (baow, baow)
Stop all that flexin' lil' bitch (lil' bitch)
Tryna knock his neck off with a stick (ahh, yeah)
Bitch, bitch I'm well connected just like WiFi (just like WiFi)
I fucked a opp bitch (what?) She gave me opp top (that slop top)
She a thick fine bitch, I love that opp mouth (that opp mouth)
And nah, ain't takin' no pics, she get cropped out (she get cropped out, ha)
Ay, ay, keep it real to get this straight, I get cake (for real)
In the field, tryna get them M's, they tryna go home, not bait (why) (yeah)
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today (finna make them bands, gang)
She make it clap, clap, clap for a real one (why)
Go tell the opps these ain't no props, we shoot real guns (why)
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today, ha (that's on gang)
Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre
The lyrics to Mo3's song "Dance Lil Tre" portray a confident and assertive attitude. In the first verse, Mo3 emphasizes his prowess and dangerous nature by comparing himself to playing Call of Duty with a choppa, implying that he is not playing around. He further asserts his status and wealth by mentioning his love for fast cars and the impression he gives when walking into a bank.
Mo3 expresses a lack of concern for his opponents, stating that he doesn't feel them and is willing to kill them if necessary. He describes his ability to maneuver through life without his actions being revealed by his closest confidante. Although he has an ongoing conflict with someone he refers to as "the opp," he chooses not to engage with them online, distinguishing himself as more real and authentic.
The chorus encourages Lil Tre, presumably a younger member of Mo3's crew, to take control of his situation and succeed financially. It highlights the desire to make money and the capability to acquire wealth, while also emphasizing the dangerous nature of their circumstances. The song continues with references to Mo3's connections and reputation, as well as his encounters with rival factions.
Overall, "Dance Lil Tre" conveys a sense of empowerment, resilience, and street credibility, showcasing Mo3's determination to succeed and his readiness to confront challenges.
Line by Line Meaning
Call of Duty with this choppa, this ain't no Fortnite (for real)
I handle serious matters with my weapon, not like a game
I like driving fast cars, yeah nigga, the sport type (oh yeah)
I enjoy driving high-speed cars, specifically sports cars
I look like a lick when I walk through the bank
I appear vulnerable and easy to rob when I enter a bank
I don't need to be still (I don't need to be still)
I don't need to remain inactive or stagnant
These lil' niggas I don't feel 'em (that's on gang)
I don't care about these young individuals, I'm not affected by them
Put it on gang, I'll kill 'em (baow, baow, baow, baow), they say, 'Tre'
I promise on my gang loyalty that I will physically harm or kill them, they acknowledge my name
Keep it a hundred, my nigga won't tell 'em 'bout how I maneuver
I'm completely honest, my friend won't disclose my strategic moves
The opp's okay, I don't like beefin' wit' him
My opposite, the rival gang member, is comfortable, I dislike engaging in conflicts with him
I can't shoot the bitch through the computer (baow)
I cannot physically harm someone by shooting them through a computer screen
Oh there go, Tre, Louis V sneakers, no Ruger
There goes Tre with expensive Louis Vuitton sneakers, no need for a firearm
A Glizzy, the dick like a ruler (baow)
I possess a pistol, it is as long and powerful as a ruler
She be like 'Tre', ho say my name too much
She frequently calls me by my name, expressing her excessive interest
I be wishing that I never knew her
I regret ever meeting her
If I had teardrops on my face, I'd be cryin' a river (why?)
If I had tears running down my face, I would be extremely upset or saddened
I been slidin' on niggas (ha), we whacked all kinds of niggas (ha)
I have been targeting and successfully eliminating various individuals, we have killed people from various backgrounds
These niggas be looking like they want the smoke
These individuals appear as if they are seeking conflict
They know where to find me, nigga (that's on gang)
They are aware of my whereabouts, they have knowledge of my location
Gangland thshe get cropped outat's on BGizzle, I walk down on niggas (why) (gang)
Engaging in gang activities, I cut off or eliminate certain individuals, I confront and intimidate them
I can't afford a bodyguard, bitch, my pride too big (it is)
I am unable to hire a personal protection guard, my ego is too significant
Hold up real quick, let me fix my pants, this .45 too big (baow, baow, baow)
Wait a moment, let me adjust my pants, my .45 caliber gun is too large
I walk with it on me, got it off the corner, yeah, I be talking that shit (I do)
I carry the weapon with me, obtained it from the street corner, yes, I speak confidently or boastfully
I'm who they talkin' 'bout now (it's true), your bitch tryna see how I live (ha, gang)
I am the current subject of discussion, it's true, your partner is trying to witness my lifestyle
Ay, keep it real to get this straight, I get cake
Hey, staying honest to clarify, I earn a lot of money
In the field, tryna get them M's, they tryna go home, not bait (why)
In the dangerous streets, attempting to obtain large sums of money, they are trying to avoid becoming targets (why)
She make it clap, clap, clap for a real one (why)
She enthusiastically applauds and celebrates for an authentic individual
Go tell the opps these ain't no props, we shoot real guns (why)
Inform the rivals that these weapons are not fake, we actually use real firearms
Stepped in the buildin' lookin' like some blow
Entered the building with a confident and powerful presence
RICO my neck and my wrist (my wrist)
My neck and wrist are adorned with expensive jewelry
Mackin' a lil' .30, lil' nigga
Carrying a small .30 caliber firearm, young individual
Lil' B brought that TEC in this bitch (that's on gang)
A person named Lil' B brought a TEC-9 firearm into this situation
I do 'em dirty, go get 'em (baow)
I engage in violent or aggressive acts towards them, go and attack them
My lil' nigga stay strapped and he hit (baow, baow)
My young associate remains armed and he shoots or attacks
Stop all that flexin' lil' bitch
Cease all the unnecessary showing off, young female
Tryna knock his neck off with a stick (ahh, yeah)
Attempting to severely injure or kill him with a blunt object
Bitch, bitch I'm well connected just like WiFi
I am highly connected and have strong associations, just like a WiFi network
I fucked a opp bitch (what?) She gave me opp top (that slop top)
I engaged in sexual activity with an opponent's female partner, she provided me with oral pleasure (that sloppy top)
She a thick fine bitch, I love that opp mouth
She is an attractive and voluptuous woman, I enjoy her oral skills
And nah, ain't takin' no pics, she get cropped out (she get cropped out, ha)
And no, I am not capturing any photographs, she is intentionally excluded or cut out of the picture (ha)
Ay, ay, keep it real to get this straight, I get cake (for real)
Hey, hey, staying honest to clarify, I earn a lot of money (for real)
In the field, tryna get them M's, they tryna go home, not bait (why) (yeah)
In the dangerous streets, attempting to obtain large sums of money, they are trying to avoid becoming targets (why) (yeah)
She make it clap, clap, clap for a real one (why)
She enthusiastically applauds and celebrates for an authentic individual
Go tell the opps these ain't no props, we shoot real guns (why)
Inform the rivals that these weapons are not fake, we actually use real firearms
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Perform your unique dance, Lil Tre, showcase your individual style
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today (finna make them bands, gang)
Going to earn a large sum of money today, going to obtain large sums of money today (going to make a lot of money, gang)
She make it clap, clap, clap for a real one (why)
She enthusiastically applauds and celebrates for an authentic individual
Go tell the opps these ain't no props, we shoot real guns (why)
Inform the rivals that these weapons are not fake, we actually use real firearms
Do yo' dance Lil Tre, do yo' dance Lil Tre (do yo' dance Lil Tre)
Perform your unique dance, Lil Tre, showcase your individual style
Finna make them bands today, finna get them bands today, ha (that's on gang)
Going to earn a large sum of money today, going to obtain large sums of money today (that's a fact, gang)
Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre
Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre, Tre
Lyrics Β© Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: Melvin A. Noble
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Dang I wish Mo3 could feel the LOVE right now. Come on Dallas, I hope we never fail our talent again cause we dropped the ball on M03 (real talk). Rest Easy Young Manππππππ
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@Keltec Respec okay, you said all dat... but still doesn't mean Dallas ain't fail their biggest talent. Nobody saying he wasnt living that shit he rapped
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I like this song Helmo Tootie made for me
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@Kenneth Lyons you are going
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Rip Mo3,you was a freaking lyrical genius. I listen to your music every goddam day.ππ
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So really.
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I would be selfish if i didnt share this masterpiece with youπ΅πΆπΌπ₯ https://youtu.be/rZXlFeELvQA