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 grittin grands
Kansas were the pretty women make you say DWAM!
it like a donkey cause we famous
Wicked women want me cause I up
is were the homies trip and say what
Yo we the "Show-Me" get my money, p-p-pay up
Got on my 501's and my posture
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her
Lettin her know this ninna 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 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 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 like the food at Ollie Gate's
Strawberry, baked bean, mixed
So everybody bounce, rock, skate
Can't wait O.G. Ollie
O.G. Like Gates
O.G. Like Ollie
O.G. Gates
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 listenin to Roger Troutman
Rest in peace baby, seven this beats
Teach babys we used to to this atleast 80
We Kansas steppin
No question we 56 and 57
We know that if he jeffin then shady
Gates got the chicken wings
This will bring traffic when the people really want the crispy
So you better be cause the don is sniffin green
This is the mission get ya you hittin your nicotine
They got your money man and you 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 great cause everyones bangin 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. Like Ollie
O.G. Like Gates
O.G. Gates
O.G.

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

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