Z-Ro, Lil Keke - Third Coast lyrics
[Z-Ro, Lil Keke - Third Coast lyrics]
We third coast
All about our feddy bleed the
Block and get ghost
Different strokes for different folks
So we choose to cutthroat
We ain't riding, on no horses down here
We get it how we live
That's why it go down round here
We Third Coast and I'm a soldier united
For the cash daily I be ducking the law
Be consistently clocking cash
Moving fast I'm running around
Looking over my shoulder burning
Up use my cash
Wonder my ac tell em on E, burning up my gas
I'm just a G
Everybody in the streets know me
I represent that Killa Klan and the SUC
And the Guerilla M double A-B
They call me Ro Dog
Giving it to you raw fast or slow dog
It just took a little time for me to shine
And get up in the game and roll dog
Now I'm full grown like H Town be the AIDS
Z-Ro done got full blown
Then I stood up in the ring
And a nigga done bit the dust
But the bill got pulled on
And I'll super-soak the crowd, if I have to
Nothing but Benjamin faces I be after
Then I get ghost like casper
Don't work then don't eat
Play the game but don't cheat
Cause trying to get it up out my stash
I'll have you falling to your knees
Please, respect all of us less fortunate G's
Cause we coming up from selling ki's
To straight selling cd's
I get it how I live
That's why I'm thugging to death
I'm one deep up in the houpe
Cause I ain't gon tell on myself
Houston Texas is my city
And I love it the most
And when the FEDs come to town
You know a nigga get ghost
I'm still on my post, cause
I can sleep when I'm dead
I got the hustle going strong
When you niggas in bed they scared
But homie ain't no future in that
I'm a G from the streets
So I don't run with a pack
Different strokes for different folks
Purple drink and the smoke
And you know I grind for the cash
When you at home broke i work for the feddy
I push it and stay ready
The frame on the slab, is wide and real heavy
Niggas in the hood, I'ma pass em the torch
I been a motherfucking fool
Since I jumped off the porch
For real, I'm going to the top this year
Dirty South is a beast, it go down round here
Go on and put me for a show
I want ten grand plus half the do'
No sub in the front just plain Z-Ro
Not a substitute cause I ain't gone go
Nowhere life is hard but it's fair
Living my life like I don't care
Look at my feelings when they get wet
They tend to stare
Don't make no sudden move
Just might be a sudden death
These characters think they bulletproof
But evidently cat must not of been blessed
A victory for me
Another victim of the mighty Southside
Got everybody running back off in the house
And scared to come back outside
Radio stations recognize
Getting my regular thousand times
Hate me off that corner
Z-Ro tired of feeling nickels and dimes
The definition of a hustler
Houston Texas we bleed the block
Ain't no way in hell it's ever gone stop
Can't stop
All about our feddy bleed the
Block and get ghost
Different strokes for different folks
So we choose to cutthroat
We ain't riding, on no horses down here
We get it how we live
That's why it go down round here
We Third Coast and I'm a soldier united
For the cash daily I be ducking the law
Be consistently clocking cash
Moving fast I'm running around
Looking over my shoulder burning
Up use my cash
Wonder my ac tell em on E, burning up my gas
I'm just a G
Everybody in the streets know me
I represent that Killa Klan and the SUC
And the Guerilla M double A-B
They call me Ro Dog
Giving it to you raw fast or slow dog
It just took a little time for me to shine
And get up in the game and roll dog
Now I'm full grown like H Town be the AIDS
Z-Ro done got full blown
Then I stood up in the ring
And a nigga done bit the dust
But the bill got pulled on
And I'll super-soak the crowd, if I have to
Nothing but Benjamin faces I be after
Then I get ghost like casper
Don't work then don't eat
Play the game but don't cheat
Cause trying to get it up out my stash
I'll have you falling to your knees
Please, respect all of us less fortunate G's
Cause we coming up from selling ki's
To straight selling cd's
I get it how I live
That's why I'm thugging to death
I'm one deep up in the houpe
Cause I ain't gon tell on myself
Houston Texas is my city
And I love it the most
And when the FEDs come to town
You know a nigga get ghost
I'm still on my post, cause
I can sleep when I'm dead
I got the hustle going strong
When you niggas in bed they scared
But homie ain't no future in that
I'm a G from the streets
So I don't run with a pack
Different strokes for different folks
Purple drink and the smoke
And you know I grind for the cash
When you at home broke i work for the feddy
I push it and stay ready
The frame on the slab, is wide and real heavy
Niggas in the hood, I'ma pass em the torch
I been a motherfucking fool
Since I jumped off the porch
For real, I'm going to the top this year
Dirty South is a beast, it go down round here
Go on and put me for a show
I want ten grand plus half the do'
No sub in the front just plain Z-Ro
Not a substitute cause I ain't gone go
Nowhere life is hard but it's fair
Living my life like I don't care
Look at my feelings when they get wet
They tend to stare
Don't make no sudden move
Just might be a sudden death
These characters think they bulletproof
But evidently cat must not of been blessed
A victory for me
Another victim of the mighty Southside
Got everybody running back off in the house
And scared to come back outside
Radio stations recognize
Getting my regular thousand times
Hate me off that corner
Z-Ro tired of feeling nickels and dimes
The definition of a hustler
Houston Texas we bleed the block
Ain't no way in hell it's ever gone stop
Can't stop