번역: ESG. 슈퍼스타.
second chances When it all goes down when they put me in my grave **** em all cross my tombstome and bury me with my gage g [Chorus] [Verse: Layzie
G's And the finest *** O E's Lavish homes and luxury cars He's a ghetto superstar He's a playa He's a pimp, he's a mack Tilted brim in a Cadillac He'
, it might be brandy, nine coats of clear, i got that wet ass candy. Comin out the salt, since '93. D-O-N the K-E-K-E. Niggas know one thing i bring hap
done found ya way to Mars Keep the paper punctuated (hey!), yeah that's the new philosophy A G I gotta be, on top of that like an apostrophe Fame must
old gwop We did drunk in the Rover, dunk Leave you in your driveway slumped Fight, lose security to ER and we are THe R-U-L to the E-R (S) It's Montana
the same four-five Two point-blank, a motherfucker's sure to die That's my word, nigga even try to Bogart Have his mother singing "It's so hard" Yes
E.S.G. huh, Lil' Keke the don Ha ha, it's long overdue baby Huh, been waiting for the Southside That swanging and banging to put it down, what? Mr. Slim
Keke First three, who it be, L-i-l K-e That's me, I'm a g, from the southside of the T You and me, baby, let's get a room for the hour Get high as a
bills by the flow from the studio And I was out in the game by old players and G's Hollerin' 50 G's, LP's to CD's I started small time, dope game, cocaine
ja'causezi baby But it's still McDonald's and a movie baby That's so crazy If you got an expensive weave - That's boughetto Spend six hundred on weed - That's
It's 2gether It's 2gether Number 2, G E T H E R To the CD you play in you car Drive to, cry to, blow that star Tiger Woods is 10, strokes under par
Seem like Kadeem in a whole different world The girls, the cars, niggas lose themselves Forgettin' who they are When they try to be that superstar You don't understand it's
empty, I cruise through Harlem in an M3 Never pay for parties, say my name and I'm in free I'm on some 100-G car shit, superstar shit Sellin' niggas that
them Mary, it's scary, they get you most stony Hittin' the blunts and bongs Puffin' those trees and leaves Comin' with E and Vic's You know it's on
the telly E&J dick popped the cherry Left the little hoe with no dough and got jetty Bless the God boo You know how we do It's self explainable Undomesticatable
the stars/ Find me and you gon feel like you done found ya way to Mars/ Keep the paper punctuated yea that's the new philosophy/ A g I gotta be on top
my DNA in it Next day it's the GT, stunt off of a G.P. Fist full of stones, fingers glowin? like E.T. Fake O.G., O.G. Bobby Jones Do your son like J-
