Luyện nghe bài hát O.G.

(Verse 1)
Raised in the middle of the full of bar-b-que stands and the brothers throw hands
Everybody grittin grands
Kansas City were the women make you say DWAM!
Kicks it like a cause we famous
Wicked want me cause I came up
This is were the trip and say what
Yo we from the "Show-Me" get my money, up
Got on my 501's and my posture
I fit her proper, if she I'm in her choppers
Lettin her know this dinner cost her
And I'm finna her
So animal like someone better get her
This boy is born and in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U.
But in a while I hit the L.K. (Lawrence, KS) for ladies
they straight be, in KU
Then back to Kansas City were it's all on they plate
We think about it and we crave it we vacate
I represent the MO and all the way to
Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and call me A. Yates

(Hook)
I'm hella fine like the food at Gate's
Strawberry, baked bean, mixed
So just bounce, rock, skate
Can't wait O.G. Ollie
O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Ollie
O.G. Ollie
O.G.

(Verse 2)
This is Kansas
We be scoutin young things yo we got her soused and
Like dun deal I'm a pop her and
Get her hot and ready to Roger Troutman
Rest in peace baby, this beats crazy
Teach babys we used to to this atleast 80
We City steppin
No question we 56 and 57
We that if he jeffin then he's shady
KCK's Gates got the wings
This will bring traffic when the people really want the crispy
So you be listenin cause the don is sniffin green
This is the get ya when you hittin your nicotine
They got your money man and you that they ain't
Somethin delicious yea you know the tray say
That's the place were they and getcha if the pay late
But I stay great cause everyones the A. Yates

(Hook)
I'm fine like the food at Ollie Gate's
Strawberry, baked bean, mixed
So just bounce, rock, skate
wait O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Gates
O.G.

(Verse 3)
where is you, EY
South-side is you, EY
where is you, EY
West-side what it do, EY.. Tech
Ain't sauce like this
Ain't no other bar-b-que like this
The Fiorella's cost quite a bit
Ya we do it but the ain't brought like this
O.G. me go see
If the city's Q is G.O.O.D.
But he that I would find out slowly
Just like my KC they cannot hold me, A. Yates

(Hook)
I'm hella like the food at Ollie Gate's
Strawberry, bean, mixed plate
So everybody bounce, rock, skate
Can't
Now say
Lalalalalalalalalala,
Now say
Lalalalalalalalalala,