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O.G.

1: I-20]
Yeah, 2-0 an OG since I came out
DTP is the gang and yeah we will out
I had one close call, no the mac didn't
the bullet looked, saw it was me, and it back in the clip
it's the gangs I'm from, but most the sides is ours
so if a nigga talking shit, we'll just ride this
And be careful wat you when you under your breath
and throw up like the whole neighborhood's gone deaf
Now nigga that's gangsta, no spoken
just one head nod and your head's bust
This whole cool team we got one question
in about three seconds, side are you reppin
We used to hands, now it's blast on blast
you got a pass from the homey now the gone past
Watch the colors on rag in the pockets you rock em
and the way you braid your hair, cause niggaz is watching, YEAH

[Chorus: Butch
forever I'm leaving it never
it's been for life and it's done in all weather
Like it or love it, I ain't for no dumb
when you in the street, you see the you should run with
Cause we keeps it
when most of them gangstas
Here they come, here we come, a scene then they run
Go and get your gun, and smoke that when you done

2: I-20]
And oh I'm affiliated (a rider is born)
and if you I can demostrate it (try all you want)
Man, lets get one started bitch, I'm banging your set
the first south nigga with a westcoast rep
1 album, 5 months, I'm one in the hood
a 3 wheels, 2 hoes and I'm good
Pull the gat, squeeze something nigga put 'em to
even these techs something nigga, read 'em and weap
You grinding hard to get yours the getting is good
you got jumped in the club just for repping hood
Eastside D-E-C, where nobody's a
we'll pull something out the trunk, put you in the trunk
Look, ghetto, nigga, follow the rules
we throw a party when you come from jail, not school
It sound sad but it's nigga, leave it at that
and every bitch love a street nigga, this is a fact,

[Verse 3:
And I was born in the hood, so die for the cause
niggaz think it's all good I swing on their boss
(Gangsta, Gangsta) where screamining it
but ain't nobody meaning it, I know I ain't seeing it
Real don't party they just hold up the wall
and buy bottles just in they wanna start up a brawl
It's an everyday thing nigga, of the pen
where niggaz wear the same color like part of they skin
Down or out West, look it's one in the same
read or all blue, shit it's all in the gang
You watch your handshake when you greeting your boys
cause if they know your man fake, they'll be heating boys
Even the bitches get down when they knowing it's
they got her man in the pen and her kids in the
It's the neighborhood bullshit I gotta
but I'll be thuggin they bury me, I'm loving this shit

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