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Active by E Sosa Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2015

E SOSA : (TALKING) SHIT CRAZY SHIT CRAZY... LIKE YOU DONT EVEN KNOW IF YOUR NIGGA GOING WAKE UP ME IN THE MORNING YOU HEARD ME.. FOREAL NIGGA

E SOSA HOOK X2 : Young woes out here Getting active

Out here killing just for practice


40 homicides
N ah

100 shootings

Better pray for your nigga

Cause you might lose him

Can't even lie this shit crazy

Pressure wit the mud

Got me too faded
Can't fuck with these niggas

Cause they two faced

Can't change where I'm from

Cause that shit made me

E SOSA VERSE 1 :Trap like the sky zone
Everything jumping

Niggas slick hating

But you know that ain't nothing

Ain't no rules and these niggas so

Cruddy

Trying get me

Mother fucker get money




Red inside got the jeep

Looking active


Zay driving crazy

Almost spelled my active

Take the doors off

Ride the bitch like ah banshee

On the back of that

Protect the family








Team fully shooters
Like we play at the oracle

Got so much water

Make ah nigga snorkel

So much money

Let me call my lawyer

Feds might come I just paranoia




Pops got knocked back in 93
It's 2015

Bro got the same lawyer

We knew the hustle was all in our family true

So you know that money can't soil




They say we was wasn't going go N went there
They say we would have fell off

N we still here

This shit getting massive

Shit getting massive

In USA today

Still run wit savages







Wake up and your woe on IG


Yu know the shit real

But you still don't believe

Rolling backwoods and sipping codeine

Young niggas terrorizing

These streets

E SOSA HOOK X2 :Young woes out here Getting active

Out here killing just for practice


40 homicides
N ah

100 shootings

Better pray for your nigga

Cause you might lose him

Can't even lie this shit crazy

Pressure wit the mud

Got me too faded

Can't fuck with these niggas

Cause they two faced

Can't change where I'm from

Cause that shit made me

E SOSA VERSE 2 : My grandmother house it get raided
My house it get raided

Like they was looking for roaches

Ain't nothing new

Who they was looking for we never knew

Don't have ah clue

Police ain't working

Man shit open season

Fingers on triggers

N they itching for a reason

What makes us different

They get paid off the block

N you get pentchancenes

Get caught


One snitching

And other got witness

The camera the witness

Killing on lenses

But still avoid the sentence

Conspiracy get you convicted




It got me conflicted

Fuck all these niggas

N fuck all these bitches

Stack to the ceiling

Need millions on million

Billions on billions





A lot of more flowers

No edible arrangements

No life insurance

Who going pay for them arrangements




Only fear GOD & engagement

This what happens

Wen you take a savage n try n cage them







Dope Fein line
Looking like he got chipotle

Shit wrapped round

Soon as ah nigga open

Pray 10 times that the Feds

Don't close them


Yung nigga blunt smoking

Gun totting

E SOSA HOOK X2 : Young woes out here Getting active

Out here killing just for practice


40 homicides
N ah

100 shootings

Better pray for your nigga

Cause you might lose him

Can't even lie this shit crazy

Pressure wit the mud

Got me too faded

Can't fuck with these niggas

Cause they two faced

Can't change where I'm from

Cause that shit made me