Z-ro lyrics tha 3rd coast lyrics

[Hook - 2x]



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







[Z-Ro]



We third coast and I'm a soldier united, for the cash



Steady, I be ducking the law cause consistent they clocking cash



Moving fast, I'm running around looking over my shoulder



Running to use my cash, one of my a.c. tell em on E running up my gas



I'm just a G, everybody in the streets know me



I represent that Killa Klan and the S.U.C., 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



Nigga with 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 c.d.s







[Hook - 2x]







[Z-Ro]



Who it be Z-Ro, Southside on the map I put it down



I'm accurate with my aim, anytime I bu-buck them down



Brother don't mess around, give me a chance I won't let you down



But if you try to step on my toes, I'ma pull my water pistol and wet you down



It be a real deal, watch out lil daddy these Presidential boys real steel



Anybody draw they get too close, watch I better get a deal grill



For mill candy paint, catch me riding on a full tank



Every now and then, a yellow bone I spank



I'm about the real, I don't pull no pranks



Steady smoking lean, cause I'm third with a triple beam



Piece and a chain and a diamond ring, and a heavy stay flow up in my jeans



The definition of Southside Houston Texas, we drop the top



Ain't no way in hell it's ever gone stop, can't stop







[Hook - 2x]







[Z-Ro]



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 a sudden move, just may be a sudden death



These characters think they bulletproof



But evidently, capping must not of been blessed



So 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 thoughts in time



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







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