Текст песни Big Pokey f E.S.G., Mussilini - Making Mail
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(*talking*)Jeah, uh Southside (what-what)Worldwide (yeah nigga), E.S.G. (Big Pokey)(Presidential) Presidential, yeahAnother Bad Mix Tape, something else for them boys to hateFeel me mayn, ha-ha[Hook - 2x]I`ma boss when I floss, can`t you tellE.S.G. a G, that`s known for making mailBig Poke` and Presidential, yeah you know they raising hellAnother Bad Mix Tape, bitch for us to sell[E.S.G.]Plus I heard them FED`s, wanna put us in jailCause I keep a bunch of bricks, and a extra scalePimping nigga 50 niggas, times 52That`s how many bricks every week, we run throughWho are you E.S.G., S.U.C. representer500,000 sold, independent y`all rememberNow peep this I`ma boss when I floss, you know that maynNo wrecking no, just dro sacks maynNo suits and ties, just throwbacks maynAsk your bitch, she know us maynSpark up the dust, nigga po` up a cupNigga like me, really don`t give a fuckCandy sprayed on the Escalade, everything 22`s it upMy glock on cock, for the boys on the blockWanna take what I got, but I think notDon`t make me spray your block, I`m keep shooting till the K get hotK-45, when I rideJust in case a hater, try to take a nigga lifeThat`s right Southside, I`ma scream it till I die in painMake the world feel my name, fuck the fameSee the streets won`t change, nigga fucked up gameAin`t no good having a gun, with a fucked up aimThis a Mix Tape mayn, hit the sto` and cop shitE.S.G.-Big Pokey, Presidential got the block locked bitch[Hook - 2x][Big Pokey]Say my client tail heavy, like F-A-T I love it maynCopping houses, pushing deuce seaters in the turning laneCan`t you tell everytime, I`m on the track I bring the painE.S.G. leave a stain, on brains since Swang & Bang2004, Lil` Keke gon take em lane to laneM.O.B. Style in the do`, Hurricane gon change the gameX`ing niggas name out, putting niggas flames outS.U.C. that`s all the time, Screw-Zoo got my name hotI can`t stand in the same spot, when I know first down gon move the chainTwo yard deep in the red zone, start out wide cut against the grainH-A-Dub, Pee-Wee, Ron G that`s Dead EndBotany Boys B.G.`s, D.Z. in the FED PennPush rewind I`ll say it again, don`t card that`s bootleggingBootleggers get legs broke, y`all be not be hard headedNigga like me work hard at it, all about my do` stack mailBad Azz Mix Tape part 3, moving units like crack sales[Hook - 2x][Mussilini]It all started from a beep, a mind and a sweetEverybody wanted love, in the Southside streetsScrew Tapes kept us going, and the hood kept us safeFrom them folks that`s running round, badge and glock on they waistMy niggas apes about they dividends, we love to stack we love to spendWe love the Lacs and we love the Benz, we love to jack we love to endBest believe it`s going down, selling green by the poundClear the `Vard if the laws around, don`t want my thieves doing timeDon`t wanna see you in the Penn, you in the Penn or you in the PennDon`t get caught I`ll do it again, that`s the same thang you would of didMaximize without a doubt, seldom seen without a poutG`s in clean without a drought, see the scene I`m turning outBurning out when coming through, do what you gonna doI got my gun at you, lift my guns in front of youPlus I flip a Hummer too, sounding like a summer dudeCan you see me Big Poke`, E.S.G. and Mussilini[Hook - 2x]