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e s g - comin' down lyrics

(-talking-)
say-say-say p-a-t, come taste this right here
(maan), huh that’s muddy baby southside
what’s up pat, (know i’m saying) ha 2000 and 3
we still in here i see you screw, peep this

[e.s.g.]
e.s.g. and p-a-t, doing it like a screw reunion
we up before the sunrise, this paper we persuing
so tell me what you doing clown, you can’t hold us down
independent franchise, nationwide or underground
smelling like a pound, spitting verbs and nouns
before you score a touchdown, i’ma knock you out of bounds
17 rounds hold up now, watch me take your town over
can they mess with cedric sosa, is bobby brown sober
h-ll naw i’ma ball, like donovan mcnabb
come down in h-town, i’ll show you how to ride slab
southside mash, watch us come down
everytime we p-ss, gl-ss rolling round
be about your cash, never slow down
who is s.u.c., i bet they know now (tell em fool)
i came a long way from grey tapes, your boys been cowards
e.s.g., p-a-t southside twin towers

[hook – 2x]
ring the alarm, the s.u.c.’s in the house
e.s.g. and p-a-t’ll let you know, (it’s bout the south)
so close your mouth, about to clown
(we coming down, down-down)

[fat pat]
it’s the big pimp, called f-a to the t
come to houston texas, if you wanna see me
back in ’93, n-gg-z use to diss me
because i’m rolling faster see, with that c.b
but i popped up in 9-5, on my strive
7-deuce impalas, what n-gg- let me ride
coming down slow, with my bubble lights on
crawling down slow, when i’m riding on chrome
chrome disc covers, what’s up motherf-ckers
i’m burning out the lot, and a n-gg- sliding rubber
holding on my glock, and i’m ready to let it happen
cause fat pat coming through, naw i ain’t capping
bout to let it rip, rolling mothership
we bout to take a flip, (southside is the sh-t)
(what you doing pat), i’m bending corners
it’s the big pimp, blowing on marijuana (huh)

[hook – 2x]

southside, (watch us come down)
do you love the southside, (watch us come down)
it’s bout the south, (watch us come down)
s-o-u-t-h-s-i-d-e, (watch us come down)

[e.s.g.]
southside where i reside, i hold it up with pride
my 22’s glide, f-ck that fake gucci inside
i prefer some buck hide, whenever the boss ride
me and slim connected, i ain’t forget about my side
now the s is for the southside, or the syrup we be sipping
the o is for them big fat, ounces we be flipping
i ain’t tripping, the u’s for undisputed underground
the t’s for thinking thoed, last h hold it down
now dog see you ain’t tripping, e and pat just great
this alb-m hit the sto’ i’ma make sho, his son get his check
and i won’t lose respect, for n-body down with me
2000 and 3, come down with pat and e.s.g. let’s ride

[hook – 3x]

man i wrecked that

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