Z-ro - Tha Third Coast lyrics

[Hook x2] 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 k**a 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 n***a done bit the dust, but the bill got pulled on And I'll super-soak the crowd, if I have to n***a 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 x2] [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 x2] [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 d**h 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 [Hook x4]