life, good life (electric gates, Texas plates in my driveway) [E.S.G.] Growing up in the ghetto, wasn't no love for us G's Mama's waiting in line, in
day (say what), in the life of E.S.G And I wonder what God, got in store for me out on these streets [E.S.G.] See it's a dirty world, but it still roll
Übersetzung: Dion, Celine. Life von ESG.
Übersetzung: Chemlab. Life von ESG.
(say what), in the life of E.S.G And I wonder what God, got in store for me out on these streets [E.S.G.] See it's a dirty world, but it still roll
: [B.G.] What's happenin main? This B. Gizzle Your number one original hot boy...ya heard and I got Collipark Music...They got me bouncin' wit dis one
I miss my lil' angel, tell me whatcha wanna do We can go see a movie, go to Chucky E. Cheese Anything and anywhere ya wanna go, that's on me Always count
, in my trunk-e nigga Call yo wootay's let 'em know I'ma keep ya nigga To they cough up sixty gee's my nigga That's how it go, cause if the shoes Was
Don't worry about me I'll be alright Niggas can waste ammo firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around me [Verse 1: Young Buck] Life begins
my mind to live a positive life and don't waste you're time Nailed to the X man, I live this shit I am an S.E.O.G don't ever forget it. All my friends
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz [E.D.I. Amin] War
it up, let's start From block to block we snatchin hearts and jackin marks And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe We can have peace someday G But
night, that killed his kids [Chorus: 2Pac] In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed Collect G's make my enemies bleed When you
] We Yelling M - A - D - E N - I - Double G A Motherfuckers And we here to stay From curb surfing We working the industry You kidding me It's
it money over bitches [2Pac] Thugs known to bust on sight God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin that thug life Been raised in violence homicide's
head nigga, don't let inside action Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards Little homies puttin work for stripes But is it worth your life a g
greed, in this crooked life I lead More funds to spend, or bigger guns to squeeze Me and my thugs clock G's simpin naughty thangs Real as these tatt's
