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O.G.

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

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

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

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

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