Luyện nghe bài hát O.G.

(Verse 1)
Raised in the middle of the land of bar-b-que stands and the brothers throw hands
Everybody grittin gettin
Kansas were the pretty women make you say DWAM!
Kicks it a donkey cause we famous
Wicked women want me cause I up
is were 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 squash her
So animal like someone better get her
This boy is born and in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U.
But once in a while I hit the L.K. (Lawrence, KS) for
they straight be, in KU
Then back to Kansas City were it's Gates all on 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 students 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 O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Ollie
O.G. Like Gates
O.G. Ollie
O.G.

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

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

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

(Hook)
I'm hella fine like the food at Gate's
Strawberry, bean, mixed plate
So everybody just bounce, rock,
wait
Now say
Lalalalalalalalalala,
Now say
Lalalalalalalalalala,