Текст песни E.S.G. f Slim Thug - Braids & Fades
E.S.G. f Slim Thug - Braids & Fades слова песни
(talking)Man, hold up, the best from the northDone connected with the best from the southHa ha, Wreckshop and Swishahouse babySlim Thug and E.S.G. putting it all in your ma`fucking faceSo no matter what you boys out there bangingKnowI`mtalkinbout, Angle Watts on the northWe banging Screw over here, ain`t nothing but love babyWe come together to make this paper, gone show youHow it`s going down for the 9-9 baby like this[E.S.G.]Picture me balling while I be crawling in a hummerSince I be`s a fool boy that`s why I roll my toy for the summerRolling my wine very red, T.V.s behind my headSince I signed down with Wreckshop, got all them haters scaredNow boppers turn they head when they see me popped up on foursGray insides and buck eyed with my suicide doorsCaught my G`s a show, dropped two ki`s of snowSiran wrapped it in plastic so the F-E-D`s won`t knowYoung nigga my dick hang low, so bitches watch this man rateYou can blame it on the bar all them damns and eggsBumping our benz, blue lens, twenties spin I`m flexingSouth Park, ?Greychow? like Marchelow do I`m techingWreckshop and Swishahouse wrecking, they say that can`t nobody stop usNigga we bail in V-12, with a gray piece on the bottomUnderground tapes, we drop em, plus blaze we chop emE.S.G. and Slim Thug so look here cuz you can`t knock it(Chorus)Now when I come down I be blowing up the northAnd when I come down I be chucking up the southSwishahouse and Wreckshop don`t stop, body rocking in the dropSlim Thug and E.S.G., riding on threes bleeding the blockSay what, the boppers bop, and uh, the choppers chopSwishahouse and Wreckshop not uh, we can`t be stoppedSlim Thug and E.S.G., riding on threes bleeding the blockSay what, the boppers bop, and uh, the choppers chopI heard you want proof, I heard you want that Michael Watts[Slim Thug]Well it`s the Mr. Slim Thug straight off the north or down southSee I floss, big body boss and represent SwishahouseThey wanna top on my city and I sit on top of 4-4`sI stay on top of my game, and lay on top of these hoesI be cocked up on three, from home said to D.C.It`s R.I.P. to P-A-T cause ain`t no plexing by meSee Slim and E.S.G., stay playa made and get paidOn the north it`s Gucci shades and keep a fresh set of braidsFrom Gulf Bank to Calvicane the north side ride prideSee I`m loud on buck eyed as my drop top glideNo we can`t be denied, cause it`s the Swishahouse timeFor 9-8 got on the grind and 9-9 I`ma shineThe north and south done put it down, it`s R.I.P. to Al FlexWe`d rather roll wreck, G.S. licks with baguettes on our necksAin`t nothing but playas from Houston Tex, whether we got braids or fadesCause it don`t matter where you from long as you trying to get paid(Chorus)[E.S.G.]Pulled outside the interstate, get the weight to pyrex shakeTrunk shake, break a sweat break off that 2-88[Slim Thug]And I`m, flossing off on that I-45With Mario on my side, playing 9-9 Live[E.S.G.]Candies spray on top of the grain, ball and parlay we playa madeWe be shining, piece full of diamonds, reclining with a razor fade[Slim Thug]It`s that Homestead till I`m dead, where boys ain`t scared to go fedRoll candy blue and that red, with zig-zags in our head[E.S.G.]We drop the screen niggas, we looking clean niggasWe gripping grain, swang and bang from south man to Martin Luther King niggas [Slim Thug]From 5th Ward to Angelzone, is where I roamWhere them thugs bout it, bout it got they hand on the chrome[E.S.G.]It`s from the club, to the park, from the tre to the flo`Wreckshop and Swishahouse fin to shut the do`s on the them hoes[E.S.G & Slim Thug]And uh, them boppers bop, see uh, the choppers chopSwishahouse and Wreckshop niggas know we can`t be stopped(Chorus - 2x)