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E S G Ocean Of Funk

[Chorus:] R.I.P. to my niggas that's dead and gone Standin here blowed I dedicate this song R.I.P. to my niggas that's dead and gone Standin here blowed

wanna know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean Back with

, had a few laughs State to state, ocean to ocean Bustin' my nuts, while the bus keep coastin' (The king of 40 ounce swing, makin' money with my ding-a-ling) (The bitch's

little bombudd, had a few laughs State to state, ocean to ocean Bustin my nuts, while the bus keep coastin (The king of 40 ounce swing, makin money with my ding-a-ling) (The bitch's

[talking] Hey Hump, how much you paid E.S.G. To get on the H.S.E. album mayn (I gave that nigga three full cookies, told him Get his ass away come back

know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean Back with Stankona

J-Woo, let him hit me with a candy pearl Tipping on them thangs, with the buckles on the trunk Pumping old school E.S.G., Ocean of Funk I'm swanging and

the G [Chorus] We funk, cuz G-Funk blows my mind (G Funk, we funk, G Funk, we funk) We funk, cuz G-Funk blows my mind (G Funk, we funk, G Funk, we funk

history Here's 60 bars, from your boy E.S.G [E.S.G.] My ambitions as a rider, Screwed Up Click Southsiders Somebody get some pliers, a bullet's stuck inside ya That's