(feat. E.S.G.) Hustlaz Stackin' Endz Hus-Hustlaz Stackin' Endz Hus-Hustlaz Stackin' Endz [Hook x2] G's and baller, ballers and g's Real playas crawl
It's like I'm stabbing in the dark Stabbing in the dark It's like I feel to much, feel too much, but I can't find my heart It's like I'm stabbing
, gangsta Dresta steps in this muthafucka and this one goes out tah all the O.G.'s out there and I can't forget about the baby gangstaz, what's up niggaz
Real muthafuckin G's... Real muthafuckin G's... Real muthafuckin G's... [Eazy-E] Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track and it's phat, watch the
Real muthaphuckkin G`s... Real muthaphuckkin G`s... Real Muthaphuckkin G`s... Verse One Hey Yo doctor, here`s another proper crack and it`s phat,
come here for a minute (listen to me everybody), huh it's a true story people (I got a story to tell), about a G-A-N-G-S-T-A [E.S.G.] Gangsta, never
[Chorus:] R.I.P. to my niggas that's dead and gone Standin here blowed I dedicate this song R.I.P. to my niggas that's dead and gone Standin here blowed
bang We living these ghetto dreams so I'm flashing my diamond rings My high beams to the sky, it's E.S.G. and I [Chorus] [E.S.G.] Twenty five lighters
up for the South Dropping hits, yep E's a star And I'm right back, like I left the keys to my car whoa [E.S.G.:] Move around, cause I'm right back in
history Here's 60 bars, from your boy E.S.G [E.S.G.] My ambitions as a rider, Screwed Up Click Southsiders Somebody get some pliers, a bullet's stuck inside ya That's
flo' [Hook] [E.S.G.:] Wreckshop finna drop, it's before my heart stop I'ma scream out, I got love for y'all If you ain't a playa hater, it's hugs for
steal our game, but these years you can't fade It's Wreckshop and Southside, from the cradle to the grave Chikkenhawk and Sean Pymp, E.S.G. is the captain
s going down for the 9-9 baby like this [E.S.G.] Picture me balling while I be crawling in a hummer Since I be's a fool boy that's why I roll my toy
(feat. D-Gotti) [E.S.G.:] Roll-roll-roll your drop, Bentley down the street Shining and grinding my leather reclining, the life of E.S.G. Now I was
next time you kiddie rappers, say you putting us on the map Tell the mags E.S.G., SES about that what [Hook] [E.S.G.:] We get paid off the ballers,
[Hook x2] [E.S.G.:] When I'm in D-Town, we make the block bleed What's up Big B, what's up Greg Street Troy D, Dolby D, Billy B, G.T. Steve Nice, J
s muddy baby Southside What's up Pat, (know I'm saying) ha 2000 and 3 We still in here I see you Screw, peep this [E.S.G.] E.S.G. and P-A-T, doing it
Don't you hesitate, baby come on come on [E.S.G.] Come with a hustler ma, I turn two dollars to a mill Right now you riding, with E.S.G. and Ideal Last
