Текст песни E.S.G. f Ronnie Spencer - Good Life
E.S.G. f Ronnie Spencer - Good Life слова песни
[Hook: Ronnie Spencer]Good life, good life yeeeeah(doing 150 on the highway)Good life, good life ooo-oooh(in a six gangsta bitch, sitting sideways)Good life, good life hmmmmm(chunk the deuce out the Coupe, is the fly way)Good life, good life(electric gates, Texas plates in my driveway)[E.S.G.]Growing up in the ghetto, wasn`t no love for us G`sMama`s waiting in line, in hours for the government cheeseChristmas trees had `empty, man that shit ain`t too coolProlly get two pairs of socks, and a damn rubix cubeMotherfuckers be a fool, skipping school with snakesOld dumb ass nigga, can`t pass the ties testI suggest, boys stay ahead it`s high techFor this year 2000, I sell my bricks on the internetMan I`ma wreck, break boys off and keep flossingPrepare to roll, like I`m Stone Cold Steve AustinBoss hogging big balling, me falling nigga neverWide body Denali, metallic grey matching leatherPut it down for whatever, big Benz blue lensWith my killas right behind me, in that new S-10See we took a few ends, now we making some millionsFor the 2 triple O back in the do`, and we living that[Hook][E.S.G.]It`s a lovely day, a lovely dayAll work no play, for my thuggish waysNigga`s hustling today, trying to stack me a bundleWhen you balling in the jungle, now sometimes you fumbleI suggest you stay humble, keep from falling underHit the block drop the top, eight 15`s of thunderLet`s get ready to rumble celebrating all nightDo a song one day, while two grey fog lightsTop dolla rotweiler, fighting pits no poodlesMillionaires still eating, Chimmy Chang`s and noodlesLamborginis fetticini, electric gates with geniesCodeine and Crystal, end and martinisSo tell me have you seen me, doing the thing G`s doTailor made taper fade, on the cover of GQ screaming(everybody`s living the good life, under the suuuun)[Hook][E.S.G.]Had to get out and get it, nigga wonder where it`s kissingBeach house by the docks, candy yacht bass fishingEddie Bauer Expedition, gon be infloyd2000 drop dogs, thank Gotti and ToddSwift and Ken with skin, with two Canadian hoesNo pouring up of pints, syrup stains on the roadTyte Eyez and Ronnie, D, Dolla and ReckNeed two forms of I.D., to cash this fat ass checkAlmost wrecked the Vette, doing a hundred kilometersSo much ice in my mouth, I done cracked the thermometerNinja bikes for the summer, we Southside stunnersBoys got plex, you best to take a fucking numberMight as well call the plumber, they bust they windpipesScreaming here they come, when they saw them new lightsIt`ll be alright, when I get seven figgasAnd be in the basement, with that nigga named Tigga living[Hook - 2x]