Luyện nghe bài hát Okey Dog

Once upon a there was a one man gang
Who never ran from or sold cocaine
OGs in the city all his name
So here's a story about the gang that he claimed

The hottest nigga I know, he from Dog crip
When he get up out the pen better hope he don't
Teriyaki or pastrami, he was always in beef
A legend to this day, they talk about him in the
It's not a hood, it's something that he made up
To gang-bangers off cause he never gave a fuck
He wore white Pro Wings, with pink and strings
And dare anybody on the shore to say a
him knock a lot of dudes out with one swing
By his he always kept the baddest bitch you ever seen
Made his first million by the age of
Running card scams, never touched a triple beam
He was the king, everybody to trip on him
They would get confused when he Okey Dog on 'em
Most of the they would just start laughing
But they all got knocked out quick just for

"Where you from, homie? you, where you from?" (what?)
"Okey Dog Crip, and y'all don't none"
"Where you from, homie? you, where you from?" (whoop)
"Okey Dog Crip, and y'all want none"

The hottest nigga I know, he Okey Dog Crip
Once a nigga out, and he broke his own fist like this
In L.A you get hit up day
The had to come up with something different to say
He like "no matter what I say they gon' always want to
I'd get in to it over something that I like
And the one thing I love in this above all
Is the Teriyaki that they make at Okey Dog"
All he was a cause that he could get behind
He was always to squad cause he won every time
Ever since we was little he could fight well
Seen him whoop a man and we was only 12
Kept to himself unless they him first
But I was saying at the top of this verse
He busted up his on a bitch nigga's head
All because he walked up to my and said

"Where you from, Where you, where you from?" (what?)
"Okey Dog Crip, and y'all don't none"
"Where you from, Where you, where you from?" (whoop)
"Okey Dog Crip, and y'all don't none"

The hottest nigga I know, he Okey Dog Crip
He out a chopper, told me focus in on this
This can make a man brave, could make a man a slave
And once you pull it out ain't too many standing in way
Trigger in hand, you gotta understand
A lot of men use arms cause they ain't got
The shooter is much less than the gladiator
If you kill a then his homies gon' get at you later
You square up, win some, some
I need to save the day like Witherspoon, son
Homie's out after 8 to 10 years
But I'mma say something that he hate to hear
Look, now that I'm a man
30 something years and I'm out here throw hands
green light for me to blast a motherfucker
So you better think before you ask a motherfucker

"Where you from, homie? you, where you from?" (what?)
"Okey Dog Crip, and y'all don't none"
"Where you from, Where you, where you from?" (whoop)
"Okey Dog Crip, and y'all want none"