Представляем точный текст композиции "Third Coast" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Z-Ro . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Third Coast» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Z-Ro передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Z-Ro - "Third Coast"
Lyrics to Third Coast : (feat. Lil Keke) [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 aint riding, on no horses down here We get it how we live, thats why it go down round here [Z-Ro:] We Third Coast and Im a soldier united, for the cash Daily I be ducking the law, be consistently clocking cash Moving fast Im running around, looking over my shoulder burning up use my cash Wonder my a.c. tell em on E, burning up my gas Im 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 Im 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 Ill super-soak the crowd, if I have to Nothing but Benjamin faces I be after, then I get ghost like casper Dont work then dont eat, play the game but dont cheat Cause trying to get it up out my stash, Ill have you falling to your knees Please, respect all of us less fortunate Gs Cause we coming up from selling kis, to straight selling c.d.s [Hook x2] [Lil Keke:] I get it how I live, thats why Im thugging to death Im one deep up in the houpe, cause I aint 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 Im still on my post, cause I can sleep when Im dead I got the hustle going strong, when you niggaz in bed They scared, but homie aint no future in that Im a G from the streets, so I dont 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 Niggaz in the hood, Ima pass em the torch I been a motherfucking fool, since I jumped off the porch For real, Im going to the top this year Dirty South is a beast, it go down round here [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 aint gone go Nowhere life is hard but its fair, living my life like I dont care Look at my feelings when they get wet, they tend to stare Dont 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 Aint no way in hell its ever gone stop, cant stop [Hook x2] [ Third Coast Lyrics ]
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