3rdCoast

Lyrics

[Chorus: Sample] ? [Verse 1: Dretti Franks] Nigga it's the third fucking coast, creeping on that ass Me and Slim Texas made so you know we acting bad To you niggas stealing from the south, how the fuck you feel If you ain't from the third coast, nigga you ain't trill Niggas wanna bite the style, I don't really give a fuck Niggas used to hate the south, now they tryna sound like us Acting like a motherfucking clone, quick to get you murked Knocking out these faggot ass niggas who be wearing skirts Leave em' hurt, if you want that plex, you can come and find me It's the motherfucking beast from the south, not the east I don't mean no disrespect, but I'll let you niggas know It's the T-E-X-A-S aka The Third Coast Making noise in the underground, do you hear me now Fear me now, eyes wide open, you see clearly now Lay it down, on the fucking ground, you ain't on our cut Bitch the south is the trillest so raise up off our nuts bitch [Chorus: Sample] ? [Verse 2: Slim Guerilla] In the south, know it's hot, why you all up on my block SG Rilla Mane, I don't got a whole lot man Why you dipping up on my cheese, man you tryna take my paper Nigga I'll take that hoe, guarantee that I'll fucking date her Gotta keep this pimping alive, from the fucking 95 Why y'all niggas tryna run from me, you ain't gotta hide Skinny ass nigga, man y'all niggas looking real frail Niggas running a race but they slow as hell like a snail Man I'm coming through riding in my 'Lac in all black Don't give a fuck if you got a damn fucking mac Military minded ass nigga in this fucking thing Niggas riding around in the H, swerving from lane to lane But bitch you better understand this motherfucking south man Stealing our melodies and styles, get the fuck outta here man Nigga I'ma keep it real, keep it gutter for ya lame ass nigga Talking shit, then you lay up on your fucking back bitch [Chorus: Sample] ?