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O.G.

1: I-20]
Yeah, 2-0 an OG since I first out
DTP is the gang and yeah we bang out
I had one close call, no the mac miss
the looked, saw it was me, and it jumped back in the clip
it's the gangs where I'm from, but most the sides is
so if a nigga talking shit, we'll just ride song
And be wat you saying when you under your breath
and throw up signs like the whole neighborhood's gone
Now nigga that's gangsta, no words
just one head nod and your head's open
This whole team we only got one question
in three seconds, which side are you reppin
We used to throw hands, now it's on blast
you got a pass from the homey now the pass past
the colors on your rag in the pockets you rock em
and the way you braid your hair, cause real is watching, YEAH

Butch Cassidy]
Gangsta I'm leaving it never
it's done for life and it's done in all weather
Like it or love it, I ain't for no shit
when you in the street, you see the niggaz you run with
Cause we it clean
when most of them lean
Here they come, we come, cause a scene then they run
Go and get your gun, and smoke that when you done

[Verse 2:
And oh yeah I'm affiliated (a is born)
and if you want I can it (try all you want)
Man, lets get this one started bitch, I'm your set
the first down nigga with a westcoast rep
1 album, 5 months, I'm one in the hood
a 3 wheels, 2 hoes and I'm good
Pull the gat, squeeze something put 'em to sleep
even these techs something nigga, read 'em and weap
You grinding hard to get yours while the is good
you got jumped in the club just for repping hood
D-E-C, where nobody's a punk
we'll pull out the trunk, then put you in the trunk
Look, ghetto, nigga, follow the rules
we throw a party you come home from jail, not school
It sad but it's love nigga, leave it at that
and every bitch a street nigga, this is a fact, C'mon

[Verse 3:
And I was in the hood, so I'll die for the cause
niggaz think it's all 'til I swing on their boss
(Gangsta, Gangsta) where every it
but ain't nobody meaning it, cause I know I seeing it
Real thugs don't party they just up the wall
and buy just in case they wanna start up a brawl
It's an everyday nigga, home of the pen
where niggaz wear the same color like it's of they skin
south or out West, look it's one in the same
dark or all blue, shit it's all in the gang
You better watch your handshake when you greeting boys
cause if they know your man fake, they'll be heating your
Even the bitches get down when they knowing beef
they got her man in the pen and her kids in the
It's the bullshit I gotta admit
but I'll be thuggin 'til bury me, I'm loving this shit

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