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O.G.

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

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

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

[Verse 3:
And I was in the hood, so I'll die for the cause
niggaz think it's all 'til I swing on their boss
(Gangsta, Gangsta) where every it
but ain't meaning it, cause I know I ain't seeing it
Real don't party they just hold up the wall
and buy bottles just in case they start up a brawl
It's an everyday thing nigga, of the pen
where niggaz the same color like it's part of they skin
Down south or out West, look it's one in the
read or all blue, shit it's all in the gang
You better watch your handshake you greeting your boys
cause if they know your man fake, they'll be your boys
Even the bitches get down when knowing it's beef
got her man in the pen and her kids in the street
It's the neighborhood bullshit I admit
but I'll be thuggin they bury me, I'm loving this shit

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