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Artist: Ese Forties & Lazy Blue Devil
Song: One For The Calles
Album: Hate Proof
Year: 2013


-Lyrics-

"One For The Calles"

(Ese 40'z)
Cuz this is one for my creeps all across the maps
Who pimpin real gee shit out their Regals and Lacs

(Lazy's Verse)
A lil smooth something for the homies at home
Hit the three wheel motion mano grippin on a chrome
Roll the windows down let the breeze ease through
Blowin marijuana umo cruising under the blue
Clear sky nice weather
A vato couldn't have it better
For the homies locked up and details in every letter
Hope you get out quick
La cantina don't close till six
Cruisin with that Caurenton getting ready to see what's next
So we hit up the strip with shots of pisto in our grip
Put a twenty on the table it's on me so don't trip
Getting drunk and hella faded my mind is elevated
Hate Proof's in the casa you can love it or hate it
Kickin back cruising to a smooth track
Makes you wanna reminisce on all the firme times you had
So turn up the system and feel the beat
And don't forget this is one for the streets

(Chorus)
Cuz this is one for my creeps all across the maps
who bumpin smooth gee shit out their regals and lacs
and this is one for the streets when ya ridin on swerve
bending corners on the block trying to stay off the curb


(Ese 40'z Verse)
Now most will say on commercial rap
bling bling money money but this ain't the track
I'm pourin home brewed ghetto flow I serve with ice
so cold on the beat that make em swerve so nice
so sit back and twist a blunt for you
because we ridin hella high bout a crack that brew
we swiggin crown and coke yeah that's no joke
layin rhymes on gee tracks bout a go for broke
and this is one for my creeps all across the maps
I was about to mix this down but then before all that
I had to stop pause and take a leak
swaying faded hands planted on the bathroom sink
saying mirror mirror on the wall
who is the phattest bottle of them all
it told me you forty ounce pimpin hot ass tracks
I'm talkin P.H.A.T. out my mind with raps

(Chorus)
Cuz this is one for my creeps all across the maps
who bumpin smooth gee shit out their regals and lacs
and this is one for the streets when ya ridin on swerve
bending corners on the block trying to stay off the curb

(Ese 40'z)
Roll with me so won't you ride with me
dumpin cuetes through the ghetto at our rivalry
this way of the walk in the town I'm from
drinking pisto on the block till a clown go numb
and on a one way ticket yelling fuck my foes
you know the forty ounce come with it when I bust my flows
I got rhymes for days and wicked minds amaze
up on another ghetto track in these times of haze
I'm on anotha...............

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