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E.S.G

Life of E.S.G

  dirty south  rap  h-town  suc
337 3 часа назад

Текст песни E.S.G - Life of E.S.G

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[Hook]Woke up in the morning, brushed the diamonds on my teethPicked out a dope `fit, threw on a platinum piece, ha haJust another day (say what), in the life of E.S.GAnd I wonder what God, got in store for me out on these streets[E.S.G.]See it`s a dirty world, but it still roll tapeI done changed my ways, and these hoes still hateI keep my head strong, so these devils can`t tempt meAnd every power, we some rocks and now I`m emptyMy lil G`s, from elementaryEither six feet deep, or in the PenitentiaryGod`s been good to me, so I floss on chromeI show love to y`all turn around, and hate it in your songsNow what`s wrong, cause I`m ducking these FED`sHit my stash for the infrared, and bust me a headEnough said, y`all can talk down if you wannaE.S.G. and Wreckshop, we keep it hot on every cornerKeep a on a eye level, the mind enemiesUse to have bad luck, like the Kennedy`sBut I`m a G, and I`m close to the ThirdBut our life is so shife, so every night I say these wordsNow I lay me down to sleep, I pray that the Lord just watch over meE.S.G., playa Wreckshop soldier, somebody should told youThe life don`t know, its have to move so fastCause one day you on the top, next day you on your assSo I`ma mash, cause and I`ma mashTalking bout mashing maynI`m up in Laxford, on the gas fa shoI`m sitting low to the road, I hold it down but boldNow what do you know should of rolled, these glass S-4`sI come down Benzo, platinum coated LorenzosCome by the bus stop, all my diamonds exposedHoes tipping on they toes, trying to peep out my lowMy Lincoln truck on hold, my wardrobe bout explodeA brand new episode, called NWOWreckshop so throwed, by the year 2 triple OSpending six zero`s, on new studiosNow record deals come and go, so we want much mo`Than a punky million dollas, for you to control our do`At least I want fo`, for videos and major showsCause with no promos, there`s no platinum or goldBut niggaz act like hoes, when they get cash flowWe black owned independent, so don`t ask no mo` and see[Hook][E.S.G.]Now I`ma mash for green, and get my green and my cheddaPeace still to P-A-T, it`s ghetto dreams foreverWhen my partna was living, we bobbed and mashed togetherCause my rims done got better, candy paint done got wetterWatch the fight whatever, four screens in the leatherPicking up a clear reception, no matter the weatherGucci sweaters hide barettas, I call em up flashing wettersShoot em up my damn part, they got a metal detectorNow whenever however, whatever it is that ain`t cleverTo lose your life trying to wreck, the Houston trend setterI am the I-10 connector, rare diamond collectorFirst time I might touch you, turn around and dissect youSeen you readers call me Hector, cash fetching who sent youIf you want me I might check you, play like I never met youRed dot reflector, I send them boys home soonerE.S.G. call me, the lyrical Roy Jones Jr., maanTalking bout mashing man - 2x[Hook - 2x]

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