ฟังเพลงES Tales (Explicit)

ES Tales (Explicit) - Jay Rock

Producer：Teddy Walton

Back in the projects

Back in the projects

I lost it all

Now I'm back in the projects

Big shots hardcore drugs

Everything crooked what you thought this was

Steam pot turned powder into rock

Playin' go sour that's how you get got

Oooh sh*t got it popping into bricks

Part of playing cool now it's time to get rich

Keep in mind never walk around block

I can't get all of you in it

All that back and forth gets me hot sometimes

Wanna see somebody get locked out just box one time sh*t

Catch a fade catch a fade it ain't nothin'

Get your head up at the gym bring your knuckles

Look I'm deep inside the projects where it's bracken at

You know the zip

Where we take a quarter piece

Flip it tell the corner lit

A1 yola that fresh over the border sh*t

Shoot outs and abortions situations so unfortunate

I knew a n**ga doing double digit's bust the head wide

For another n**ga who's scared to rep his set right

Now in solitary doing push ups by his bedside

All you want is a green dot this homie keeping himself fly

Don't come around without your pass n**gas on they tip

Zero tolerance on n**gas money n**gas want they sh*t

Don't start nothing without your blood that's a one way trip

Six feet under real life that's all

That is that hood sh*t

When young n**gas on that misunderstood sh*t

Jumping out of smoking rentals K's with the wood grips

B**ches for them bank statements and coming here to full split

Don't you know no good don't you know no good b**ch

Don't you know no good don't you know no good b**ch

Don't you know no good don't you know no good b**ch

Don't you know no good don't you know no good b**ch

I can't get all of you in it

N**gas jaw jacking they ain't on that hood sh*t

B**ch we 'bout that action on that wish you would sh*t

All red flags swag on ten

We ain't in the club we can't get our goods in

So we in the hood let you wasters look grim

One time circling for colors of your skin

Black lives matter out here no way

Cops get promotions while the family gotta pray

It's f**ked up

Can't explain babies all in a dump truck

It's all about that money mane miss me with that Trump stuff

Tryna make a dollar outta fifteen don't get f**ked up

You're shaking the bag get a buck then you lucked up

You faking you mad you got a issue you get f**ked up

Get laid on yo' a** you feeling bad your blunt's crushed up

We in the set just bickin' it like the Cosbys

Tryna get d**e live happy days like Chachi

If you get a call from papi that's like Jesus calling

All you do is execute next ten seasons ballin'

You can get the world stay loyal why you even trip

Don't you know no good don't you know no good b**ch

Don't you know no good don't you know no good b**ch

Don't you know no good don't you know no good b**ch

Don't you know no good don't you know no good b**ch

I can't get all of you in it

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