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E.S.G. lyrics : "Gangsta Bitch"

(feat. Mr. 3-2, Ronnie Spencer)

[talking]

Some of y'all ^!$$%s are (*##$es too, that's right
But me, a player, from the third coast man
I'd rather have a (*##$, that's gangsta you knowI'mtalkinbout

So right about now, for the year two triple O
E.S.G., Tre Duece and my partner Ron-O
We gone let the whole world know, what type

Of (*##$es we got down here in the south no doubt, no doubt

[Chorus x2: Ronnie Spencer]

If you ain't a gangsta (*##$, I don't want you, don't want you baby
If you ain't a gangsta (*##$, I don't need you, don't need you baby, uh


[E.S.G.]
Now I got a (*##$, that do what I tell her
Now she holds my bricks and hit licks on my cellular

My (*##$ is playa made, with a head full of them braids
She rides panties aside, gray insides on the blades
Now my (*##$ don't smoke, but she ride with the dope

Plus she keep a 25 stuffed inside her coach
Bag in the jag showing $$#, turning heads
Tattoos on her thighs with the money sign on her leg

See I trust her with my cash, I trust her with my bank
Plus she's the type of (*##$ that'll bust a strip for the drink
If we ain't freaking, then she setting up a reakon

So we go in for three so fly off for the weekend
Properly to a rumor, send bags so fast brah
Don't know what I do, if the feds ever arrest her

Let's po' a four, slam my door, and bang screw
Plus some of y'all ^!$$%s are (*##$es too


[Chorus x2]

[Mr. 3-2]

Now all my broads is classy and jazzy and keep me looking lovely
Far from ugly, and hit the highway for me
Do everything I say, everything my way

I'm a, big boss baller broads got to pay like they way
Heezy cheesy, I do it the g-way
Do whatever 3 say, get paid on the freeway

No de-lay, don't stop it, 1999
Man these hoes sure be popping
I watch that game unfold over a matter of time

Cause if I get 25 she gone have to hold up for a dime
Like the ground you walk on, don't talk on my (*##$es
Cause everything I done, she was my only witness

In this gangsta life, gangsta relationship
Blood is thicker than water baby I paid my (*##$
From head to toe, don't need to say no more

Cause when I'm gone now she gone bring home the payroll, to daddy

[Chorus x2]


[E.S.G.]
I got a real (*##$, I got a pop a pill (*##$

A sexy brown, put it down, to make a mill (*##$
I mean a fine (*##$, a top of the line (*##$
Won't drop no dime (*##$, down to do the time (*##$

I mean a thick (*##$, trying to get rich (*##$
That'd hit the interstate with two bricks (*##$
A all in (*##$, a top ten (*##$

A S class with the blue lens (*##$
I got a super star (*##$, a sipping bar (*##$
A third coast raised that'll take a ^!$$% charge (*##$

I got a baller (*##$, a shot caller (*##$
That'll pay for a young ^!$$% lawyer (*##$
You got a young hoe, I mean a dumb hoe

I got a post a million dollar $#&@ing bond hoe
A thick thigh (*##$, D.K.N.Y. (*##$
So when we get married don't ask a young ^!$$% why (*##$


[Chorus x4]


[E.S.G.]
We off the heezy, we off the heezy
And if she ain't a gangsta (*##$ I don't need it - 4x

BIATCH, off the heezy, fa sheezy

E.S.Geezy, down in H-Tizzy bizzy baby
KnowI'mtalkingbout, platinum sizzold
For the 9-9 and the two tripple izzo
Ha ha, anybody my partner St. Clizzaire
KnowI'mtalkingbout, BIATCH

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