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E.S.G. lyrics : "60 Bars"

[Hook]
I won't deny it, I'm a straight rider
You don't wanna $#&@, with me

Got the police, busting at me
SES, be my $#&@ing family
I won't deny it, I'm a straight rider

You don't wanna $#&@, with me
S.U.C., yeah we started 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 what you get (*##$, trying to wear a wire
Trying to catch me my $#&@ing click, and my supplier

Fake kings and bosses, you ^!$$%z be some liars
Ghetto guerilla, I'm a killer that's for hire
Freestyle King, (*##$ I'm known to spit that fire

Entrpreneour, of this $#&@ing empire
Fat lady singing, it sound like a choir
Chopper start spitting, there'll be no survivors

(*##$ we getting money, more $$#ets to acquire
Homerun hitter like Barry Bonds, Beltron or McGuire
Orange Lex Cheves, 300 for the tires

22's or 24's, 26's they sit wider
Ocean of Funk, Sailin' Da South
Return of the Living Dead, when them FED's let me out

Spit that Shinin' & Grindin', had the City Under Siege
Boss Hogg Outlaws, SES family
All American Gangsta, independent rich as $#&@

Versatile platinum smile, watch the King switch it up
Yeah give me that mic and I'm wrecking mayn, Louisiana and Texas mayn
Colored stones in the necklace mayn, got the chrome you plexing mayn

Sipping on bar my bed is swollen, hotel suite with Kelly Rowland
Arkansas Alabama, ATL them Cheves rolling
D-Town ^!$$%z they up in hurr, sipping Grey Goose $#&@ a Burr

Like Tim Duncan of the Spurs, playoff time I'm always thurr
(*##$ $$# ^!$$%z ain't stopping us, always got my glock to bust
Sniper scope through your throat, pop go show we stopping guts

Like Ron Artest I'm throwing heads, candy blue and rolling red
Crips Bloods cops shackles, $#&@ with me get a hole in your head
SES and E.S.G., y'all got pennies we got G's

Y'all got blunts we got trees, y'all got crumbs we got ki's
(*##$ $$# ^!$$%z ain't scared to clash, 40 Cal. infrared to blast
Got a lil' money and a lil' bread, now y'all got y'all head in y'all $$#

^!$$%z like me we staying true, ghetto bred still banging Screw
Me and my ^!$$%z still coming through, keep one in that chamber fool
Cupcake ^!$$%z in danger fool, marvadites can't hang with you

Got some do' y'all changing fool, what am I a stranger fool
Packing pistols launching missiles, diamonds glissen heard me Mr
$#&@ a (*##$ but I won't kiss her, put a lil' syrup up in my twister

Run with apes and orangatangs, like a train changing lanes
Run over ^!$$%z like it ain't no thang, put a peep hole inside your brain
Hit the stang sold the caine, next thing ya know the FED's came

(*##$ $$# ^!$$% he was a snitch, had a hidden camera in his chain
Like Ben Wallace in the paint, think you could move me but you can't
Gone on drank gone on dank, half-pound ^!$$% no we ain't

Me and Stacks we in the Rover, cops pulled Jay Ferrari over
Sin and Craig y'all know they sober, I'm back seat with the cheuffer
Pack heat ^!$$% when it's colder, pack heat ^!$$% in the summer

60 clip anaconda, street sweeper sound like thunder
Yeah you know it's going off, we murder stars
Your boy E.S.G. just split ya, (*##$ it's 60 bars g'yeah


[Hook x2]
I won't deny it, I'm a straight rider

You don't wanna $#&@, with me
Got the police, busting at me
SES, be my $#&@ing family

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