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 City were the pretty make you say DWAM!
Kicks it like a donkey we famous
Wicked women want me I came 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 gritter
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her
Lettin her this ninna dinner cost her
And I'm finna her
So animal like someone 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 to Kansas City were it's Gates all on they plate
We think about it and we it when we vacate
I the MO and all the way to K-State
me Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me A. Yates

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

(Verse 2)
is Kansas City
We be pretty young things yo we got her soused and
Like dun deal I'm a pop her and
Get her hot and ready listenin to Roger
Rest in baby, seven this beats crazy
Teach babys we to listen to this atleast 80
We City steppin
No we reppin 56 and 57
We that 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 nicotine
got your money man and you know that they ain't
Somethin delicious yea you know the tray say
That's the place were they come and getcha if the pay
But I stay great cause bangin the A. Yates

(Hook)
I'm hella fine like the food at Gate's
Strawberry, baked bean, mixed
So everybody bounce, rock, skate
wait O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Gates
O.G. Like Ollie
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 sauce like this
Ain't no other bar-b-que boss like
The Fiorella's might quite a bit
Ya we do it but the fire brought like this
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 they cannot hold me, A.

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