Z-Ro Tha Third Coast Lyrics

Screwed Up Click Representa' Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Does It Matter? (skit) (intro)
  • 2 Real
  • 3 Gorilla
  • 4 Life
  • 5 Gotta Let Go (skit)
  • 6 U Gotta Let Go
  • 7 Tha Third Coast
  • 8 Plex
  • 9 H.A.T.E.
  • 10 Southside Can't Stop
  • 11 All Night
  • 12 How Does It Feel
  • 13 Freestyle
  • 14 My Sermon
  • 15 S.U.C. 4 Life
  • 16 Maintain
  • 17 Final Curtain Call
  • [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

    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 x2]

    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]

    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

    [Hook x4]

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