Luyện nghe bài hát O.G.

(Verse 1)
Raised in the middle of the land full of bar-b-que stands and the throw hands
Everybody gettin grands
Kansas City were the pretty make you say DWAM!
Kicks it like a donkey cause we
Wicked women want me cause I up
This is were the trip and say what
Yo we the "Show-Me" get my money, p-p-pay up
Got on my 501's and my gritter
I fit her proper, if she I'm in her choppers
Lettin her know this ninna cost her
And I'm squash her
So animal someone better get her doctor
This boy is and raised in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U.
But in a while I hit the L.K. (Lawrence, KS) for ladies
Cause they be, in KU
Then back to Kansas City were it's 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 and students call me A. Yates

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

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

(Hook)
I'm hella fine like the 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
where is you, EY
East-side is you, EY
West-side it do, EY.. Tech N9ne
Ain't nobody's like this
Ain't no other bar-b-que like this
The Fiorella's cost 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 knew I would find out slowly
Just like my KC bar-b-que cannot hold me, A. Yates

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