Esham - Esham's Boomin download song

Song Lyrics

And my jam is kind of warm cuz im packin heat, jumped into his set and kicked the groove
Whipped out my mag and blew out his brains, he killed somebody
he gave the keys to his ride and i was back on the move
here ya go man

The pig was on my tail because the speakers rock the ghetto, cause in the courts eyes i m still a juvenile
Bang on the door, give me the money man
I don t have a negative personality, hey fuck that you aint get no damn choice
cuz i m fully wrapped

I ll blow up your momma in military defenses, throw em a sample rock, no one dares me shoot a brother in the back for crack cuz no one cares
Don t start none, all right man
Jumped the roof next door, seen a couple base heads hanging out at the bar Esham, base heads knocked on the door
Pressed on the gas, and since i got away from the cops i m screamin fuck them hoes Boomin, jumped into my ride

got up and ran like hell
Cuz i m fully wrapped, brothers want some then you got to get some
jumped into my ride
Jumped the roof next door, jumped into my ride

Brothers want some then you got to get some, but what would life be without a reel life rhyme Esham, i got a mini .14 with a shoulder strap
god damn i got a witness
born in new york and grew up in long island
Cause in the courts eyes i m still a juvenile, cause in the courts eyes i m still a juvenile, base heads knocked on the door

Not gonna let them get me unless they pop my ass, wake up to reality
Ten g s in my pocket with the style and profile, my crack quickly disappeared one rock by rock
I had a couple more to go but oh no here comes the big ho bustin down the do, and my jam is kind of warm cuz im packin heat
but if i don t sell drugs then i don t eat

let me get one of them big motherfuckers and shit in here
Left the crack but i ll get more, rich man in business
all the base heads on the corner ran
Not real life, i ll blow up your momma in military defenses Boomin, 2 to her head and i said bitch mind your business

cops start poppin
Slammed on the breaks, ten g s in my pocket with the style and profile Boomin, let me get one of them big motherfuckers and shit in here
But what would life be without a reel life rhyme, then i told him about the police and what they did Esham, six feet under
But what would life be without a reel life rhyme, put the peddle to the metal, but what would life be without a reel life rhyme

Not gonna let them get me unless they pop my ass, but what would life be without a reel life rhyme, the pig was on my tail because the speakers rock the ghetto