Luyện nghe bài hát O.G.

(Verse 1)
Raised in the middle of the land full of stands and the brothers throw hands
grittin gettin grands
Kansas City were the pretty make you say DWAM!
it like a donkey cause we famous
Wicked 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 gritter
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her
Lettin her know ninna dinner cost her
And I'm squash her
So like someone better get her doctor
This boy is born and in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U.
But once in a 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 it when 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 just bounce, rock, skate
Can't O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Gates
O.G. Like Ollie
O.G. Ollie
O.G.

(Verse 2)
This is Kansas
We be scoutin pretty young yo we got her soused and
Like dun deal I'm a pop her and
Get her hot and listenin to Roger Troutman
Rest in baby, seven this beats crazy
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 want the crispy things
So you better be listenin the don is sniffin green
This is the mission get ya when you your nicotine
They got your money man and you know that they
Somethin delicious yea you know the say Gates
the place were they come and getcha if the pay late
But I stay great everyones bangin the A. Yates

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

(Verse 3)
North-side is you, EY
where is you, EY
East-side 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 might cost 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 that I would find out
like my KC bar-b-que they cannot hold me, A. Yates

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