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O.G.

[Verse 1:
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 bullet looked, saw it was me, and it jumped in the clip
the gangs where I'm from, but most the sides is ours
so if a talking shit, we'll just ride this song
And be careful wat you saying when you under breath
and throw up signs like the whole neighborhood's deaf
Now nigga that's gangsta, no words
just one head nod and your head's bust
This whole cool team we only got one
in about seconds, which side are you reppin
We to throw hands, now it's blast 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 hair, cause real niggaz is watching, YEAH

[Chorus: Cassidy]
Gangsta I'm leaving it never
it's done for life and it's done in all weather
it or love it, I ain't for no dumb shit
when you in the street, you see the you should run with
Cause we keeps it
most of them gangstas lean
Here they come, here we come, cause a scene then run
Go and get your gun, and smoke shit when you done

2: I-20]
And oh yeah I'm (a rider is born)
and if you I can demostrate it (try all you want)
Man, lets get this one started bitch, I'm your set
the first down south nigga with a rep
1 album, 5 months, I'm one in the hood
a low-low 3 wheels, 2 hoes and I'm
Pull the gat, something nigga put 'em to sleep
even these techs mean nigga, read 'em and weap
You grinding hard to get yours while the is good
you got jumped in the club just for repping your
D-E-C, where nobody's a punk
we'll pull something out the trunk, put you in the trunk
Look, everybody's ghetto, nigga, follow the
we a party when you come home from jail, not school
It sound sad but it's love nigga, leave it at
and every bitch love a street nigga, this is a fact,

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

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