Realist Rhymin E.S.G. (TX) (Ft. Lil' Flip)

(Chorus: E.S.G.)
Buy the car, buy the house
Fuck the wife, fuck the spouse
Throw the diamonds in our mouth
Realist rhymin in the south
Back to back, track to track
None of ya'll niggas can't fuck wit that
E.S.G and Wreckshop you know we makin paper stack

(Verse One: E.S.G.)
Buy the mansion, buy the Lexus
Buy the nine, to squash the plex
Showin' you boys how it is in Texas
Smoke weed, drivin' reckless
Boppas jock, haters knock
A nigga like me gonna bleed the block
Comin' down, tops drop, trunks pop

Reed to Scott
Can't stop the shine bump & grind again
One mo' up in ya sto' independent top ten
I made mistakes in '98, 99 will be better
88 degrees feel like some pop roof weather
Hell what them haters say E.S.G on the scene
Platinum Soul shuttin' them doors but the game ain't complete
Until the fourth one release best to check yo shit
Another hit for ya'll to get Southwest or Select-O-Hits
I'm da shit bitch!I know you smell the odor
Pressed cruise control I slam the doors on a Rover
Sippin syrup and soda maintain yo composure
E.S.G done signed with Wreckshop you know the game over