Текст (слова) песни: E.S.G. - E.S.G.

(*scratching*)

[E.S.G.]
One-two, they coming for you
Three-fo`, better lock your do`
Five-six, they wanna take your bricks
Seven-eight, cause they know you got weight
Nine-ten, new Benz blue lens
Elev`-twelve, got FED`s on the trail
13`s-14`s, that`s was SS crawl
15`s-16`s, juvenile hoggs
17-18, ounzes is a half
Unless them boys, done water whipping on your ass
19`s-20`s, cut your whole click up
21-22`s, on the Escalade pick-up

[Hook - 2x]
One, life is all that I got
Two, glocks to pop when shit`s hot
Three, initials in my name
E.S.G., Entrepreneur Spitting Game

[E.S.G.]
A new six, a new Lac
My click, be thugging like that where you at
We bout stacks black, add shocks no choose
The click I roll with, won`t call no troops
See the Hogg got loose, I`ma stay in the booth
While them haters stay dumber, they ready for whoop
Now three things I don`t like, first one be a snitch
Get caught hitting a lick, trying to rat on the click
Number two huh, player haters are vilians
That`s for begging half steppers, and a pro bootlegger
Number three G, for a booshie hoodrat
Who grew up in the hood, now she think she all that

[Hook - 2x]

[E.S.G.]
(gon get `em mayn, gon-gon get `em mayn)
Don bread Hogg fed, pitbull broke the chain
(gon get `em mayn, gon-gon get `em mayn)
E.S.G., Entrepreneur Spitting Game
Nine in the morning, FED`s at my do`
Air Force Ones, squeaking cross the flo`
Dipping through the bayou, I make my escape
Didn`t even get a chance, to grab my old Screw tape
Mad with no music, but sipping my lean
Bailing fast as I could bail, down Martin Luther King
Got a knot in my pocket, and at least three grand
Platinum in my mouth, I`m a Boss Hogg man
Independent bouncer, from the Southside streets
Remotely control, ghetto gold the first week
But living in the city, gotta stay on the mash
Didn`t know the FED`s want it, didn`t have time to ask

[Hook - 2x]

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» E.S.G. - First Brick
» E.S.G. - Where Da Hoes At
» E.S.G. - South Side Comin`
» E.S.G. - E.S.G.
» E.S.G. - Dirty Hustle
» E.S.G. - Down South
» E.S.G. - All American Gangsta
» E.S.G. - I Done Made It
» E.S.G. - Getting Money
» E.S.G. - What You See
» E.S.G. - 60 Bars
» E.S.G. - The South


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: E.S.G. - E.S.G. (scratching) [E.S.G.] One-two, they coming for you Three-fo`, better lock your do` Five-six, they wanna take your bricks Seven-eight, cause they know you got weight Nine-ten, new Benz blue lens Elev`-twelve, got FED`s on the trail 13`s-14`s, that`s was SS crawl 15`s-16`s, juvenile hoggs 17-18, ounzes is a half Unless them boys, done water whipping on your ass 19`s-20`s, cut your whole click up 21-22`s, on the Escalade pick-up [Hook - 2x] One, life is all that I got Two, glocks to pop when shit`s hot Three, initials in my name E.S.G., Entrepreneur Spitting Game [E.S.G.] A new six, a new Lac My click, be thugging like that where you at We bout stacks black, add shocks no choose The click I roll with, won`t call no troops See the Hogg got loose, I`ma stay in the booth While them haters stay dumber, they ready for whoop Now three things I don`t like, first one be a snitch Get caught hitting a lick, trying to rat on the click Number two huh, player haters are vilians That`s for begging half steppers, and a pro bootlegger Number three G, for a booshie hoodrat Who grew up in the hood, now she think she all that [Hook - 2x] [E.S.G.] (gon get `em mayn, gon-gon get `em mayn) Don bread Hogg fed, pitbull broke the chain (gon get `em mayn, gon-gon get `em mayn) E.S.G., Entrepreneur Spitting Game Nine in the morning, FED`s at my do` Air Force Ones, squeaking cross the flo` Dipping through the bayou, I make my escape Didn`t even get a chance, to grab my old Screw tape Mad with no music, but sipping my lean Bailing fast as I could bail, down Martin Luther King Got a knot in my pocket, and at least three grand Platinum in my mouth, I`m a Boss Hogg man Independent bouncer, from the Southside streets Remotely control, ghetto gold the first week But living in the city, gotta stay on the mash Didn`t know the FED`s want it, didn`t have time to ask [Hook - 2x] (scratching) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни E.S.G.: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/12141.html Все тексты песен: E.S.G. » E.S.G. - First Brick » E.S.G. - Where Da Hoes At » E.S.G. - South Side Comin` » E.S.G. - E.S.G. » E.S.G. - Dirty Hustle » E.S.G. - Down South » E.S.G. - All American Gangsta » E.S.G. - I Done Made It » E.S.G. - Getting Money » E.S.G. - What You See » E.S.G. - 60 Bars » E.S.G. - The South Рекомендуем скачать: » Цыганова Вика - Злая осень » Цыганова Вика - Цыганка » Цыганова Вика - Колокол » Цыганова Вика - Родимый край » Цыганова Вика - Гроздья рябины » Цветы - Честно говоря » Цыганова Вика - Жизнь моя беспутная » Цыганова Вика - Церковь белая » Цыганова Вика - Эх, не грех... » Цыганова Вика - Счастье и разлука » Цыганова Вика - Конь вороной » Центр, Василий Шумов - Несмотря на тишину » Цыганова Вика - Любовь и смерть » Цыганова Вика - Помянем » Цветы - Гимн Солнцу » Цыганова Вика - Русская водка » Цветы - Больше жизни » Цыганова Вика - Шарманщик » Цыганова Вика - Утро туманное » Цыганова Вика - Деньги
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