Remember that That was me Diamonds all in yo face Remember that That was me and C Southside still holdin' Me, Duke, and A.P G's and ballers Ballers and G
no gold Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O Certified G, a young nigga so cold It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so tho'ed [T.I.] Pimp
everyday till you get sick of me Cause I been a beast since the priest christened me Blowin' up ya tape deck from C.T. to Great Neck Dutch full of O.G
N.O. Joe Johnson] When you run for yo' gun, just to save yo' life it's just a .. little ass gee When you hatin on these fools on these motherfuckin streets I'm just
gangstaz, equipped with the guns and drugs Mean mugs, actin bad just because That's how it does and ya damn sure gon' respect it Get K.O.ed like Tekken
.O. Joe Johnson] When you run for yo' gun, just to save yo' life it's just a .. little ass gee When you hatin on these fools on these motherfuckin streets I'm just
true gangstaz, equipped with the guns and drugs Mean mugs, actin bad just because That's how it does and ya damn sure gon' respect it Get K.O.ed like
Hey Steve, hey Ed, that sounds nice, what is it? Thank you, it's a, it's an alphabet song I'm working on Oh great, a whole new alphabet, I just learned
out the buck You want them to get just brought up, you fool ed' up War is in the midst, and the richie wound up deader [Starang Wondah] Just the other
out the socket Boo-Yaa dogs (woof!) locked on the canine It's '89, it's time to get mine This madness, you never had this Home of the O.G.'s (we threw
Celly Cel Ain't no playa-hatin nigga, I got too much heat to sell Fairy tales I never kick, it's gangsterism in my veins I kicked it with the O.G.'s pickin
(feat. Ed O.G., Lil' Dap, Paw Duke) [Lil' Dap] Raptivism, yaknahmsayin? Yo this live and direct, LIVE and direct No More Prisons, yaknahmsayin? Don'
the atomic dog D-O-T-K-N-O-Double-C-O-U-T so muthaphukka come and phuck wit me. "Come On", "Come On" "This is just a little something to keep ya ass
Ed O.G. and the Bulldogs is a race not a crew And no one can, tell us what to do "Do, what you want to.." [x2] [Ed O.G.] Let me be me, and you be you
You're just a Bug-A-Boo, you're buggin me (I'm buggin who?) You're just a Bug-A-Boo.. [Ed O.G.] Now girls, there's that certain guy that just be tippin
different, so don't compare me to another [Chorus] [Verse Three: Ed O.G.] Ed O.G.'s imposing threat, to be dreaded To those I beheaded, the rest just
it comes to uhh protecting the lives of twenty-two million Afro-Americans Then all of a sudden, Uncle Sam becomes very concious, of legality.. [Ed O.G