187 Skillz - E.S.G.

To murder if I have to

To murder if I have to

To murder if I have to

Straight dealin bout 11 on the D-O-T

Dolla signs on my mind cause ain’t a thang for free

I’m steady ballin', but never fallin', damn them hoes keep callin'

Is that, that nigga that’s on the trigga that’s steady hollin'

Off a, couple of dead ones, don’t wanna see that red rum

That pistol whip a nigga with that fuckin' infrared son, see

I want it all, cause now it’s time to ball

I’m tryna blow up like my name was Biggie Smalls

Past the quarter pound, now break it down as I clown

It’s goin down, where’s my destination fool in H-Town

So hold your weight now, cause ain’t no motherfuckin' lackin'

You’re just mackin', Cadillacin', zig zaggin'

That straight pimp game from the South

Now what’s it’s all it about

With the motherfuckin' diamonds in his mouth

See bloodbasket fill, this nigga that get your cap peeled

For real I grab that steel, cause you know I got them 187 Skillz

Gimme a bird and imma cook it, a show and imma book it

Now-a-fuckin days seems that nigga that’s livin' crooked

Sellin' rocks, makin' knots, cause my G’s is too raw

And I got love for my thugs, from South Park to Crenshaw

So Mr. Officer why in the fuck you treat me rude

Cause I smell like endo and I was jammin' Ice Cube

But I be true to the game, ain’t nothing changing but clips

I’m runnin' scratch makin' mil and collectin' my chips

I’m sellin' yay every day, I’m down with young Dre

I’m straight from Houston Texas took a trip to East Bay

So it’s on, from motherfuckin' dusk to dawn

I got a pocket fulla drugs and mo' thugs than Bone

So it’s real, when nigga that comin' around that gettin' that cap peeled

So do you wanna see that ESG grab the steel

And if I grab the steel, the bloodbasket fill

It’s ninety fuckin' six, I’m in the midst, click

187 Skillz