E.S.G. - Love For Ya lyrics

(*talking*) 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 Thug, Northside Southside let's do this homie (C.M.G. Boss Hogg Outlaws, we platinum in the ghetto tell em Ke) [Lil' Keke] H-Town superstars, gotta walk that walk Popped up on 22's, will make you squash that talk In Texas a living legend, it just ain't my fault If I see it and I want it, I just go to the vault We some, city slickers But these n***as out of state, think we some sh** kickers You bring your nuts up on your guns, and just try to get us But I ain't gon lie you f**ing with some real mob figgas, I'm talking hard hitters We out here stunting, while most of you n***as faking and fronting Slim Thug and E.S.G. and Lil' Ke, we paper for hunting It's a hell of a ride, hell of a ride hell of a stroll We ship it gold, so the paper can fold [Hook] Have you ever met some thugs, that can ride like us Cutting corners burning blocks, looking fly as us Endo hydro, getting high as us With a bad little broad, on the side of us Cause we bouncing-bouncing, rolling up the strip 20 inches when I flip, looking good when I dip And we be riding sliding, doing what we do Northside Southside, we got love for you [E.S.G.] Now hol' up hol' up, E.S.G. hit the do' Say Ke, we ain't cooking 36 no mo' I whipped eighty baby, I'm in the game forever Represent it sold a million, independent together I'm with the Young Don, Boss Hoggs in the do' Working with a quarter mill, smelling like hydro Look at the grill hoe, I spent sixty on ice I'm at the Source Awards, looking like a disco light Purple Sprite push white, FEDs starting to get curious Act a fool like Ja Rule, move fast and furious What you get when you mix, two of the Screwed Up Click With the Boss of the North, standing bout 6"6' Now this is it watch me spit, 16 from the heart R.I.P. to DJ Screw, you was there from the start Now on your mark get ready, playa roll up a ounce Cause when the hook come in, drop your top gon bounce huh [Hook] [Slim Thug] It's H-Town dream team, ball more than a king I guess it's in my bloodstream, to be about my green A new face on the scene, I'm the rap game rookie Trying to do some'ing new, I'm tired of cooking up cookies We getting paid down here, living laid down here Hit the club with bald fades, and braids down here Slim E and Ke, we Texas best We three hard young G's, that don't settle for less You can't mess with the Tex, Boss Hogg on top When I park at the club, my rims don't stop They keep cutting, ten G's for these with the bu*tons In a DTS strutting, I ain't want for nothing From the bottom to the top, and I can't fail I'm in a click about they mail, I know you can tell We living swell, cause we got a lot of thangs to sell I know the FEDs on my trail, but I'm giving em hell [Hook]