corner with the, F O R T S C V and a nigga can't fuck with me Not even the devil with B O N E T H U G, spell it motherfucker Money, money, the mighty
like fuck, sleep in fear Cock my nine and I'm out the window Drunk as fuck and high off that indo Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G. And I really don't think you
up with my thugstas, right turn to the double glock Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas Puff, puff, puff to the brain shot Love P.O.D.ed and tweeded
down You shouldna been takin' my fuckin' style That's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town Arrest me on the rebound It's the P to the O to the D from
city ta? city, my niggas is gritty and o boy, Reppin that bone thug, mo? thug, thug line, Hit em with one rhyme, they be like, o boy, o boy, Now most
and blast your ass through it I'ma ruin The image and the style that you used to 'cause you don't keep it real like you used to A O.G., esa, fool to the
little nigga (nigga, nigga) (nigga, nigga) [ 2low ] Here we go once again with the real shit Throw your hands in the air if you can feel this I bring styles after styles after styles
lookin crazy like I sold the hay Just another day in the heart of S.A. Roll a little further there, I seen O.G. With his brother named [unverified], S.A. O.G
little something for the G's And, make a few ends while I breeze through The late night shift on some late night shit On the gangstas roam May I, keep a little something for the G
call cops 'Til I make 'em sick and put pellets in they mouth like cough drops J-Hood bitch, my name rang in the ghetto 'Coz I'm O.G. and I play the streetz
Ruff Ryde) Listen up, y'all better respect the criminal shit of these O.G.s What's poppin', nigga? Don't you ever try to fuck wit M.O.P. and Styles
to get get get get get get get out my face. Before i blow blow blow blow blow blow blow. I think you need to g-g-go g-g-go go. Go now. Go away. Right
upright position And please remain seated until the flight has come to a complete stop Thanks for flying the friendly skies with your friendly captain Snoop D-O-double-G
, them folks can have you sleepin' in the clink I'm shittin' on niggas and peein' on the seat It's that nigga the B-I-G B-O-I, O-U-T Now party people
love your brain Man I feel like Socrates When your chick layin next to me She aint wearing nothing but her soccer tee I got the G, skip to the O gotta
m busy getting money. [Brisco:] Holla when you need me I be on dat goon shit know to ride or die for every nigga I fool with this O.G nigga show me loved
, Murda Muzik the movie, the LP Yo, it's straight up Dunn, it's like this straight up yo peace to N O Y D H A V O C, nigga what , G O D, Ty Nitty, Gambino
the knotty headed nigga era has triumphed Watch out A new ever, if you don't know your bitch ass better Watch out Axe somebody, shoot 'em up The Hurricane G