Prokofiev: The Love for three Oranges, Op. 33: Grand March (Arr. for Solo Violin and Orch. by Tamás Batiashvili)

歌詞

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, huh Northside, Southside let's do this homie Ha ha, C.M.G. Boss Hogg Outlaws We platinum in the ghetto, tell 'em Ke H-Town superstars gotta walk that walk Popped up on twenty twos, 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 niggaz out of state think we some shit kickers You bring your nuts up on your guns and just try to get us But I ain't gon' lie you fucking with some real mob figgas I'm talking hard hitters We out here stunting, while most of you niggaz faking and fronting Slim Thug and E.S.G. and Lil' Ke, we pay for hunting It's a hell of a ride, hell of a role, hell of a stroll We ship it gold so the paper can fold 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 Twenty 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 Now hol' up hol' up, E.S.G. hit the do' Say, "Ke, we ain't cooking thirty six 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, FED's 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 six six Now this is it, watch me spit sixteen 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 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 Twenty 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 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 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 buttons In the 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 FED's on my trail but I'm giving 'em hell 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 Twenty 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