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E.S.G. lyrics : "Down South"

[talking]
Texas (H-Town, T-Town), Louisiana
Mississippi, Florida, Arkansas and Georgia, Dirty South


[Hook]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips

^!$$% I'm from Down South (Down South)
I got a hundred pounds, a hundred bricks
^!$$% I'm from Down South (Down South)

And you can tell, the way the Hummer sit
^!$$% we from Down South (Down South)
We independent, ^!$$%z getting rich

Yeah we from Down South (Down South)
And we be banging Screw


[E.S.G.]
Enough talk about these fake $$# kings, and title holders
Here's the definition of a Boss, fake soldier

You say the game over, it just begun
I'm Pac, Big and Pun all rolled in one
Helped a lot of ^!$$%z out, like Flip and Slim Thug

Three years in the Penn, don't make me scuff my Tim's up
This AK-47, will $#&@ your limbs up
It's styrofoam homie, we don't $#&@ with pimp cups

Independent millionaires, quick to pull your card
All American Gangsta, better peep the Billboard
$#&@ a bodyguard, it's glocks and mack 10's

I'm like that (*##$ ^!$$% Bush, I'm still gon win
Top 10 $#&@ Gin, Purple Potion in the Benz
A long haired twin, with her lesbian $$# friend

She like the blue lens, and my Davins that spin
But what I'm thinking, how to get these bricks to Michigan
Do it again do it again, then flip my ends

Now I'm riding in a Phantom, homie $#&@ a Benz
ATL what it do, Mississippi, Memphis Tenn
Them Florida ^!$$%z, ain't scared to do you in

Alabama, Arkansas country boys getting paid
(*##$ it's D-O-G, we control the dope trade
Use to ride on blades, we stepped it up a notch

Now it's 26 and 24, that's spinning every block
Yeah Texas sip lean, even Beanie Sigel sipping
^!$$%z start tripping, Desert Eagle start ripping

So what you gon do, when the gun's in your mouth
E.S.G.-SES, and we represent the South g'yeah


[Hook]

[E.S.G.]

Now what you know bout Bayou Classic, or the Southern Homecoming
Gram in Shreveport, $#&@ court cause we running
Tiger Paw Classic, or the Dallas Cottonbowl

Air shocks on the drive, (*zip-zip*) dropping low
Hit that Florida A&M, or Daytona for the weekend
Texas beach party, see we do a lot of freaking

24's creeping, bullets leave you leaking
O.G. in his prime, (*##$ my breaks ain't squeaking
Cause we getting money, but ya snakes ain't eating

Sound on the voice, sound like a earthquake beating
In my ear lobe so here hoes, pay attention while I'm flowing
It's skill showing and my diamonds glowing, like my ear straight to arm

Connection we wrecking, keep plexing won't see your blessings
Smith-N-Wesson leave messes, on ^!$$%z chests oh yes it's
Houston Texas chin checking, Bogalusa my section

Cadillac my collection, it's pimping at it's perfection g'yeah

[Hook]

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