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You Don't Know E

E.S.G.

Family Business

25

Rap

Tekst piosenki
(*talking*) E.S. revolution, E.S.G SES, man you bitch ass niggas don't know us Make ya money g'eah [Hook] You mighta seen me in the streets but nigga, you don't know me When you holla when you speak, remember you don't know me Save all the hating and the popping, nigga you don't know me Quit telling niggas you my partna, nigga you don't know me Don't be a groupie keep it moving, nigga you don't know me Hey I ain't tripping pimp the truth is really, you don't know me (yeah you know they call me E.S.), but you don't know me You be hating and I see why, cuz you don't know me [E.S.G.] I got twenty on my chest, another ten on my teeth Ain't talking thirty diamonds, bitch I mean thirty G's Pistols stay cocked, for these jacking dirty G's Lil B he got popped, FED's found thirty ki's Bad bitch from overseas, I keep her on her knees To me wrecking beats, like Peja shooting three's Call me to get Regals, bitch I'm a OG Caught my first dope case, way back in 9-3 They claiming that they down, with this S.U.C Never ever hung with Screw, or my nigga P-A-T Stealing styles stealing raps, homeboy that ain't me I make up all the hooks, ask that nigga Slim Thee Make cats lean back, like I'm Fat J-O-E Southside tsunami, call him E.S.G Candy red blue or green, gleaming whole team deep Stay strapped with heat, the size of Yao Ming feet g'eah [Hook] [E.S.G.] Ain't no mistakes I ain't fake, moving c.d.'s like they weight In the kitchen cakes baked, then we ship em out of state Can't relate don't hate, watch the ice illuminate See my 22's skate, riding in my quarter to eight That's a 7-45, with the what Texas plates Ten foot gates by the lake, in my stuck or estate Three steps past good, two steps from great And I'm one step away, from in your mo'fucking face Scared to go to lunch, cause I might take ya plate Ya scared go to church, but I might take ya faith Now fuck them other niggas, we used to collaborate Bullets penetrate, then I watch your soul evaporate Southside earthquakes, snakes better evacuate No nuts having niggas, call him Mr. cash straight Might as well play with Barbie dolls, and already bake Now this my year nigga, name ring in every state g'eah [Hook]
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