Z-Ro lyrics
Z-Ro lyrics
"3rd Coast Lyrics"
The Heat Is On Lyrics
By dickey betts, mike lawler & buddy yochim Copyright 1981 pangola publishing co. & milene music inc Transcribed by paul gongola Whatever happened to good time sally I don't see her 'round no more She used to be all over me It ain't like that no more Sally had the best game there was in town Now the good girl just can't be found Whatever happened to good time sally I don't see her 'round no more The heat is on, everybody has gone underground The heat is on, everybody hiding out just l
By dickey betts, mike lawler & buddy yochim Copyright 1981 pangola publishing co. & milene music inc Transcribed by paul gongola Whatever happened to good time sally I don't see her 'round no more She used to be all over me It ain't like that no more Sally had the best game there was in town Now the good girl just can't be found Whatever happened to good time sally I don't see her 'round no more The heat is on, everybody has gone underground The heat is on, everybody hiding out just l
f/ Den Den, Grace
(Den Den talking)
Yeah, sup Ro, sup Grace, this your boy Den Den
To jump on this track with you boys, knowI'mtalkingbout
It's all about the third baby, third coast, yeah I got this
[Den Den]
See I'm mentally ready, fuck those is testing me
Progress is so sweet, ain't tripping with envy
Slip and slide like a snake, pop up the world like a quake
Mashing hard on the gas, with the coast on the plate
Roll on cowards and busters, peeping them soldiers and hustlers
Got an eye for them fuckers that trying P.H. with ?snorkels?
Got a trunk full of clutches, blinding mine make you stutter
I blow like a hurricane, so close all your shutters
See I wants everything and everything I'm gone have
Roll out my red carpet just to go to my stash
Third coast, blind and shine like a brand new slab
On my birthday, I'm throwing me a fortune on pad
(Chorus)
If you living shife, don't
Eternal Winds Lyrics
As I saw the world in flames Though the eyes of eternal life I wish to destroy the life For every innocent cry As a sign to die As I see the mistakes of man I feel my anger God will make the end of time You cry forever I cry - I saw Eternal, eternal winds Eternal, eternal winds Eternal, eternal winds Eternal, eternal winds Your voice screams like The rain from sky The end of time has come Neither time nor a sign Can stop this cicle of death fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
You could lose your life, don't fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
[Grace]
This how we ride in third, blow up serve, blow herb
From lane to lane we grip the grain and 20's chop up the curb
We popping flippers on sippers, hey those g's on the rise
With bubble eyes and customized and chrome twenty inches wide
Entertainment center be lit up, and all the trunks gone lift up
Button rims they grip up, the talkers mouths gone zip up
It's that time and here we come, third coast take a stand
We drew it up and screwed them up and see went through with the plan
Jumped in the mix with hundred bricks and now a mobbing gorilla
You had to miss go get her, about the scrilla my nigga
Stay loaded up and we ready, Box City working that jelly
Burning more streets than pereddy, while cutting up like machetes
No do
Down here we swinging the tank, and every thought be bout bank
I'ma be T from the S.U.C. pay dues got stripes that be ranks
That boy G-R-A-C-E third ward born caught off game
(Chorus - 2x)
If you living shife, don't fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
[Z-Ro]
I done took a lot of losses now it's time to win
No more signing dotted lines and I stay dollars spend
I want convertible benz, with the blue bubble lens
I'm worth a million off the corner when I'm pimping my pen
See bubble gray is my choice, pearl white Rolls Royce
Don't need no natural lemon tea I don't be training my voice
I'm signed over by nature, suckers, punchers, simps and fakers
A click full of back breakers and more in a studebaker
The Mo City don, I wave a truck like it's a warrant
Hit the ATM machine, ain't no need for me to pawn
Cause I
Bald faded and X-rated, my Gucci's is tailor made
I bubble in the sauna as I smoke marijuana
From Daytona to Arizona no longer on the corner
World wide, I got to keep the dream alive
Tupac and Biggie done died, so now they ready for the southside
Top, dropping, body rocking the Fat Pat
Dirty rats get splat when I pull out my black mac
Cause it's over, the fat lady done sung the song
From California to Rome, these hoes pussies stay warm
And on to the Alamo Dome, then right back home
Ain't no regular we hydro as 4 54
On the boards, be spinning flipping with yellow boned women
Swimming in divid-ends cause I'm cold when I'm pimping
(Chorus)
If you living shife, don't fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
You could lose your life, don't fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
As I saw the world in flames Though the eyes of eternal life I wish to destroy the life For every innocent cry As a sign to die As I see the mistakes of man I feel my anger God will make the end of time You cry forever I cry - I saw Eternal, eternal winds Eternal, eternal winds Eternal, eternal winds Eternal, eternal winds Your voice screams like The rain from sky The end of time has come Neither time nor a sign Can stop this cicle of death
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
You could lose your life, don't fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
[Grace]
This how we ride in third, blow up serve, blow herb
From lane to lane we grip the grain and 20's chop up the curb
We popping flippers on sippers, hey those g's on the rise
With bubble eyes and customized and chrome twenty inches wide
Entertainment center be lit up, and all the trunks gone lift up
Button rims they grip up, the talkers mouths gone zip up
It's that time and here we come, third coast take a stand
We drew it up and screwed them up and see went through with the plan
Jumped in the mix with hundred bricks and now a mobbing gorilla
You had to miss go get her, about the scrilla my nigga
Stay loaded up and we ready, Box City working that jelly
Burning more streets than pereddy, while cutting up like machetes
No do
Paint Work Lyrics
We go two, twice all the way round those things Two high ones, two low ones, yeah Right man Man stopped us at corner He had a bloody nose And then he opened his denim jacket It was under his vest made out of tracing paper Chest scars portrayed Aztec life in his horrible... ...formation really late. Main sequence stars were no good for making carbon in this way. Red giant stars... ...[surplayed]. Disfigured in a lady, tedious Was over accountant's and on business Then I woke up and I decided to recommence
ubt screwed up candy paint, killer think straight drinkWe go two, twice all the way round those things Two high ones, two low ones, yeah Right man Man stopped us at corner He had a bloody nose And then he opened his denim jacket It was under his vest made out of tracing paper Chest scars portrayed Aztec life in his horrible... ...formation really late. Main sequence stars were no good for making carbon in this way. Red giant stars... ...[surplayed]. Disfigured in a lady, tedious Was over accountant's and on business Then I woke up and I decided to recommence
Down here we swinging the tank, and every thought be bout bank
I'ma be T from the S.U.C. pay dues got stripes that be ranks
That boy G-R-A-C-E third ward born caught off game
(Chorus - 2x)
If you living shife, don't fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
[Z-Ro]
I done took a lot of losses now it's time to win
No more signing dotted lines and I stay dollars spend
I want convertible benz, with the blue bubble lens
I'm worth a million off the corner when I'm pimping my pen
See bubble gray is my choice, pearl white Rolls Royce
Don't need no natural lemon tea I don't be training my voice
I'm signed over by nature, suckers, punchers, simps and fakers
A click full of back breakers and more in a studebaker
The Mo City don, I wave a truck like it's a warrant
Hit the ATM machine, ain't no need for me to pawn
Cause I
Aint No Sunshine by Bill Withers Lyrics
Ain't No Sunshine by Bill Withers Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away ain't no sunshine when she's gone and she's always gone too long anytime she goes away Wonder this time where she's gone wonder if she's gonna stay ain't no sunshine when she's gone and this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away And I no I no I no I no........ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone only darkness everyday ain't no sunshine wh
'm paid, my game sharper than a razor bladeAin't No Sunshine by Bill Withers Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away ain't no sunshine when she's gone and she's always gone too long anytime she goes away Wonder this time where she's gone wonder if she's gonna stay ain't no sunshine when she's gone and this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away And I no I no I no I no........ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone only darkness everyday ain't no sunshine wh
Bald faded and X-rated, my Gucci's is tailor made
I bubble in the sauna as I smoke marijuana
From Daytona to Arizona no longer on the corner
World wide, I got to keep the dream alive
Tupac and Biggie done died, so now they ready for the southside
Top, dropping, body rocking the Fat Pat
Dirty rats get splat when I pull out my black mac
Cause it's over, the fat lady done sung the song
From California to Rome, these hoes pussies stay warm
And on to the Alamo Dome, then right back home
Ain't no regular we hydro as 4 54
On the boards, be spinning flipping with yellow boned women
Swimming in divid-ends cause I'm cold when I'm pimping
(Chorus)
If you living shife, don't fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast
You could lose your life, don't fuck with third coast
These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast