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 gettin
City were the pretty women make you say DWAM!
Kicks it a donkey cause we famous
women want me cause I came up
This is the homies 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 papered I'm in her
Lettin her know ninna dinner cost her
And I'm finna her
So animal like someone get her doctor
boy is born and raised in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U.
But once in a while I hit the L.K. (Lawrence, KS) for
Cause straight be, in KU
Then back to Kansas City were Gates all on they plate
We think it and we crave it when we vacate
I the MO and all the way to K-State
Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and call me 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. Like Gates
O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Gates
O.G.

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

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

(Verse 3)
North-side is you, EY
South-side is you, EY
East-side is you, EY
what it do, EY.. Tech N9ne
Ain't nobody's sauce like
Ain't no other bar-b-que like this
The Fiorella's might quite a bit
Ya we do it but the fire ain't brought like
O.G. me go see
If the other Q is G.O.O.D.
But he that I would find out slowly
Just like my KC bar-b-que cannot hold me, A. Yates

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