Shunny Pooh Presents... 3rd Coast Finest — текст песни (Juvenile, Turk, Lil Derrick and T.C.)

(Juvenile)
My man...gots a lotta shot calls in tha bricks
ATF be kickin in doors, but he ain`t worried bout shit
Besides he don`t even think his location is hot
He feel he got so much love no one would rat on his spot
That was a weakness, he should`ve neva had it from tha start
How tha fuck you gone be out here not playin it smart
He had a fire connection that broke him off wit tha bricks
Didn`t matter if he finshed it, he sold all his shit
He talked out all his business so everybody knowin him
Niggas that`s try`n to get em, tha same niggas be scorin
But round here people learn to keep they mouth shut
Dippin in niggas business will get yo house shot up
Now wodie got a nigga try`n bust his head open
He already scopin em, he know where he put tha dope in
Hopin that they could get him, cuz they had a knife
Lil One ya betta slow down cuz you ain`t playin it right

(Turk)
Nothin but killas where I stay
Bricks and hallways
Real niggas in troops wit soljas who tote K`s
Niggas that ain`t scared to bust yo head dawg
Come at ya when they get greedy and let ya have it all
Niggas that`s bout war and will beef at any hour
No matter tha weather hot or cold, leave a nigga sour
Hop out tha Eddie Bow, un-disguised wit no maskes
Leave tha scene drastic, catch ya while you in traffic
No grins or no laughin
Want beef?
Then let`s beef, tear down streets tear down streets
You wanna creep?
Then let`s creep, in that UPT you got guerillas that`s untamed
3 to that 13th, niggas that ain`t playin

[Hook (Lil Derrick)]
It`s a dirty world
That`s why I ride wit my 50
If a nigga run up, I`ma empty tha whole clip on em

(Lil Derrick)
It`s a dirty world, only tha survive
It`s steal or get stole, nigga ride or die
That`s why I keep my chopper wit me at all times
Ready for war, spin a nigga block full of raw
Me and you beefin and we hot dawg I`m killin yo pa
I`m bout drama playboy, I`m thuggin all day
Get outta line playboy, I`m leavin you wet
I tote choppers and tec`s, wit 2 clips taped together
Pull up in tha bubble wit no mask, it`s BLUCKA
You lil boys should`nt have played wit me
If ya would`ve kept yo mouth closed, you`d still be livin
Tryin stunt from them hoes then got yo wig spit in
ATF in tha hood try`n find out who did it
But I`ma kill on of those bitches if they don`t mind they business
Cuz what happens in tha hood is tha hood`s business
And yo lil partna coward ass put tha law in it
When he suppose to come grab that chopper and go to war wit me
Me and Juvie, I gotta K he gotta ozzie
Two man army will come thru actin stupid
If we beefin yo block we`ll blooze it
Me and Juvie, yo head you`ll loose it

(T.C)
Ain`t no coward in me nigga,I`m Young & I`m Thuggin
You know me T from New Orleans, and I`m bout head bussen
I spin tha bin in black, wit a platinum mack
Clear tha set when I come thru nigga, cuz I`ma threat
I blooze a nigga wit that hoe shit
If I can`t get ya, I`ll get somebody that you close wit
You got that work, playboy you betta hide that somewhere far
My pockets servin, I`ll kill fo that
Take a penitentiary chance or goin to jail fo that
100 birds sellin fo ten I get a mil fo that
18, I`m a worth a mil
My whole click push weight, transportin ki`s in a all black Esclade
100 G`s on tha seat, layin next to my K
I`ma hot boy to tha feds, and to large fo tha feds
Now How U Luv That!



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